Melbourne is home; it’s the only place I’ve been that seemed to fit. I think I’m only just starting to know what homesickness really feels like.
With the morning off from the gym, there seemed no better way to spend Anzac day than being shown a different side of Auckland by Shannon. We headed to One Tree Hill: spoiler alert, it’s actually ‘No Tree Hill’.
I think I used to love the rain, although I hate it now.
I have memories of dancing gleefully in a downpour, feeling alive, catching raindrops on my tongue. Now it makes me feel miserable.
There are so many meanings to the word ‘cusp’ – but at the forefront of my mind is that sense of something to come, of being about to fall and not quite knowing when.
Remind me next time I’ve had too much time to think that Pinterest is not gospel. d.i.y. beauty disaster from Becky K on Vimeo. I’d been trawling the internet for […]
Disclaimer: When I talk about teaching in New Zealand, I realise my view is skewed to the pool I taught in, I’m sure there are swim schools that don’t reflect this experience.
This is just. Yaaaass.
When I first told Dawson I was moving to Australia, he kept calling me ‘Beck’. He’d say ‘G’day Beck’ any time I rang him and despite my protests and distaste […]
Zac will never succumb to the dark aromas of a strong black coffee, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have mystical powers over the caffeinated dark side elsewhere.
While Zac may keep me awake with his midnight ramblings, I’ve got my own unique pre-bed antics that have had us both in stitches.