An evening in Brunswick.

An evening in Brunswick.

It isn’t often I head north of the river – it has a very different, grungy, hipster vibe than down south, and I love to visit because it feels like a different city.

Tonight my friend Nick invited me to a dinner party at his AWESOME converted warehouse apartment. He definitely has the coolest house out of all my friends. On top of that he is a great cook, and we were planning on going out to the LuWOW to see a ska band afterwards. Oh, and I LOVE Nick. Spending time with him is always so ridiculously fun and nice. We always do super cute things, like bike rides along the river, picnics in the botanic gardens, afternoon tea with home baked scones, or going to the promo launch of Legally Blonde The Musical.
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A Persian Feast.

A Persian Feast.

I’ve been blessed with some incredible friends in Melbourne. What’s more, most of them join me in my passion for good food. They have been more than willing to initiate me into the cuisines of their home countries, by cooking me their favourite dishes, or in this case, teaching me to make what I can only refer to as a banquet.

I met my friend Pouya through Angela, and he is such a welcoming, friendly man. Him and his partner Shohre are marvellously interesting people and are always a delight to be around. They come from Iran, and have so many stories to tell, and so many friends around the world. I count myself lucky to be counted among them.
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A campervan on a boat, an earthquake, wineries + a night in an abandoned campground.

A campervan on a boat, an earthquake, wineries + a night in an abandoned campground.

We woke up before the sun this morning, loaded our backpacks into the campervan, and drove off into the dawn towards the harbour. We were heading toward the cook strait ferry, heading with our little Jucy campervan over to the south island of New Zealand to adventure around what has been said to be the most scenic island (after seeing it all, we would have to agree).
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Of mud, ruined swimwear + unattainable hangi.

Of mud, ruined swimwear + unattainable hangi.

Ah Rotorua. You sure smell bad. At the start at least. But you have some damn fine geothermal activity.

We visited Wai-o-tapu Thermal Wonderland today, and saw geothermal pools sculpted from thousands of years of volcanic activity, in dozens of bright colours from the many different mineral deposits. Wai-o-tapu has the largest terraces and is the most diverse volcanic area in the Taupo Volcanic Zone.
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