If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may have recently been inundated with complaints about my bedbug-infested life. I apologize. I am an only child, and thus need someone to validate my discomfort. Don't worry, I waited until 6:01 a.m....
When discussing suburbs in Melbourne, many people instantly discount St Kilda as being “full of backpackers.” With Luna Park and the beach being an undeniable tourist draw (and the rave reviews of Base Backpackers), it’s true that St Kilda does get...
I never thought I was much of a souvenir-collector on my travels—and then while completing my ABCs of travel, I noticed my jewelry case. About half of my pieces were foraged from my mom’s 1970s jewelry box, and the rest were bought abroad—in markets,...
After a particularly bad-ass left-handed goal, I was given the nickname “Xtreme Xtine” as a rookie playing lacrosse at California State University, Chico. At the time, I was anything but extreme: despite my love of a sport that left me with a few...
Nothing in Australia went how I meant it to go. But, then again, I suppose it’s worked out better than I could have imagined. Either way, everyone said it would "change my life" (whatever that's supposed to mean--doesn't every day change your life?)...