the girl with the map tattoo

I like to walk around cities; it must be innate, because so does my mother (I rather think the rest ...

Coffee. Pretty much the only thing that keeps me going during the day… luckily for me, I tend ...

If you missed part one, check it out here! We arrived on the South Island in a whirlwind of ferry de...

It was the perfect day for a hike. We awoke in the crisp autumn air, a slight icy condensation on th...

About two weeks before I left Paihia, I got a surprise text from Taylor: want to go parasailing?! Um...

I’m still literally in awe over this day. I loved, loved, loved this trip. Here is the GoPro v...

Dunedin was always my end goal. When poor little Hetty died on the side of the road back in the Nort...

I crawl out of bed in the grey dawn light and make my way to the kitchen. I’m about to attempt...

Ask and you shall receive, they always say. People have been wondering what I’m up to. You all...

In May 2015, my mom and I went to Scotland with my grandma, and while I know she had fun and enjoyed...

It was a sad day in Paihia. My lovely little Henrietta – a 1996 Honda CR-V – had died. W...

Istanbul is one of my favourite cities in the world. One day, I’ll list all of my favourite ci...