my postcards

Everything is so hot… the sun… the sand on my feet… the men. Just kidding, the male situation is overhyped here. I almost feel bad for Australian men, how could any of them possibly live up to the bare foot, built, sun-kissed, surfer stereotype? Reality check: finance bros are everywhere… Anyway, I’ve already digressed. Australia is the farthest place I could go from home (18,411 km away) but the sense of familiarity in every city I went to hit me in a surprising, comforting

Where do I even start... What an amazing start to this adventure, so many memories to share, so many thoughts to write down. I’m going to get super real so if TMI is in your vocabulary I’d suggest moving on. I don’t think this would be the adventure for me unless things started with some expected and unexpected challenges. Long flights. Surprise additional safari guests. Unexpected period. Airplane germs. Let’s dive in. Booking the Safari I’ll start with the safari booking pr