This week my ego got some feeding, because i got paid for some travel writing, making me an official freelance travel journalist.
I made an internal agreement with myself, that when i get paid for writing i have to spend part of it on celebratory beer, like a really nice boutique beer that i can sit and savour and ponder my meagre achievements at pretending to be a writer.
How much did i get paid, you ask?
....
$25
Ha.
So this is enough for maybe a six pack of xxxx, if i don't want to spend ALL my hard earned earnings on alcohol. Ah... the dilemma's of the freelance travel journalist.....
Here is my article.
http://www.bravenewtraveler.com/2008/08/08/why-getting-off-the-beaten-path-is-sometimes-a-bad-idea/
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Seedlings!
Here is our brocollini. Can you see it? It's a bit like a 'where's wally?'
We recently planted some tomato and basil seedlings. They've been doing well in the ground so far. Though the tomatos don't have heaps of sun, so we might shift them to a sunnier place soon.
How cute!!!!
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Cassie: The girl who loves worms
This is my housemate Cassie. She loves worms. And who wouldn't? They eat all the household food waste, and turn it into delicious and nutricious castings, which are a lovely organic fertiliser for the garden. We have a worm farm, and it's fun to watch the inhabitants grow bigger, and juicier every day as they eat our rubbish.
The Garden
This is our garden.
There is lots of potential.
There are five seperate beds, with good quality soil already. As you can see, there are lots of weeds at the moment. While it's been cold, we've just been hovering around inside, occasionally looking out the window and making ambitious plans for what to do when it gets warmer.
Before i moved in Christel planted some broccoli, which is doing very nicely. I didn't even think of planting anything because i forgot that living things can grow and prosper in the cold, like spinach! What a crazy vegetable!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
The Beginning
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
The End
This is the end of this blog. I've now finished my semester in Hong Kong. But i must add one final things about meditation, which was the original motivation for this. So in my last weekend i went hiking by myself to Lantau Island. It's such a beautiful place, and i planned to do some meditation in a nice solitary campsite. But my solitary campsite i found on my map was inhabited by heaps of people. That was ok - it was still nice. And i did meditate - for about 15 minutes.
The problem with camping in Hong Kong is that my body clock has switched to big city time, and i can't get to sleep until about 2am. But the sun goes down at 7.00. and even though i'd like to be able to, i can't yet meditate for 7 hours. so i got really bored and rang kyja from my tent.
Kyja arrives in 2 days, and we'll travel to Beijing and Mongolia, and hopefully not get kidnapped by nomadic herders, so that i'm able to arrive back in Brisbane on the 23rd of June.
Anyway, my point is, this is the end of my blog. Sorry it was a bit boreing. Thankyou for reading anyway!
Seeyou Soon!
The problem with camping in Hong Kong is that my body clock has switched to big city time, and i can't get to sleep until about 2am. But the sun goes down at 7.00. and even though i'd like to be able to, i can't yet meditate for 7 hours. so i got really bored and rang kyja from my tent.
Kyja arrives in 2 days, and we'll travel to Beijing and Mongolia, and hopefully not get kidnapped by nomadic herders, so that i'm able to arrive back in Brisbane on the 23rd of June.
Anyway, my point is, this is the end of my blog. Sorry it was a bit boreing. Thankyou for reading anyway!
Seeyou Soon!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sensory Goodness
I just found possibly my ultimate recipe for sensory wellbeing - eat really hot curry, then go for a long run, then listen to bob dylan. mmmmm
i'm trying to study for my psychology exam, and reading a textbook on chinese psychology. i'm still convinced my father is a reincarnation of confucious, or actually confucious. no other australians wear flip-flops inside.
i'm trying to study for my psychology exam, and reading a textbook on chinese psychology. i'm still convinced my father is a reincarnation of confucious, or actually confucious. no other australians wear flip-flops inside.
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