Belated Top 10 of 2015
My first few days of 2015 have been a mix of getting up early to go to work, coughing and spluttering my way through the day (I got a nasty flu just after Christmas) and coming home to
(probably) The Best Ever Rum Balls [vegan+gf]
At Christmas, nothing goes down a treat like rum balls do. Somebody always fills the role of Chief Rum Ball Maker and dedicates a day to making batch after batch. This person has never actually been me (I
Falling back into step with routine
This post has been a long time coming. In the hustle and bustle of arriving back 'home', moving things, unpacking, resuming work, I've felt a little out of sorts. Coming back to the familiar is always a little weird.
A new friend atop Notre Dame [journal]
A few days ago, I spent a long day in Paris where I walked the stairs of the Notre Dame and ate far too much food.
A dérive in Paris [photojournal]
I'm not one of those people who is a full-blown Francophile, but there are lots of things that attract me to France. I don't speak even speak French, but I'm really into French words. Probably my favourite is
What I learnt living in Iceland [journal]
I just spent three and a half months living in a tiny, rural, secluded village in the north of Iceland, and I learnt a lot of things.
Should you snorkel at Silfra?
Silfra, in case you're not aware, is the spot in Iceland where two tectonic plates are pulling apart, and you can actually get right between them.
Getting off the beaten track: the hot pot at Grettislaug
Iceland has no shortage of 'hot pots', and they can mean just about anything. It could be a plastic pool with warm water and slides, the Blue Lagoon its alcohol and masseuses, a hot rocky pot in the
Rettír: the sights and smells of the Icelandic horse roundup [photojournal]
This weekend Skagaströnd saw the first stages of the annual horse roundup or rettír. The hundreds of horses who spent summer living on the mountains were herded down to a paddock to be sorted and checked on.
Travel tips: Getting a tattoo abroad!
Getting a tattoo in Iceland was an idea that had been floating around my head for a while, but I'm not someone to ask for a line drawing of a compass or the word 'wanderlust' on my forearm.
Absence, Skagaströnd and the Northern Lights [journal]
I've been in this strange place between being incredibly busy, and incredibly stagnant.
Sólarhringur: a farewell to summer [journal]
Let me introduce you to an Icelandic word I learnt recently: Sólarhringur. With this word in mind, let's say goodbye to my Scandinavian summer.
Things I miss about Melbourne
I have been in Iceland for two months today, which is completely surreal. The last week brought a flu I'm still shaking off, and there's nothing like getting sick to make you miss home.
Ocean swimming in Iceland [journal]
For the last couple of weeks I had been flirting with the idea of swimming in the sea.
Travel tips: What is an artist residency?
As you've probably read or deduced (or maybe you're new... hi!), I'm currently living and working in Iceland since late June.
