The person within; the limits beyond

I panted, jogging in the dark back to the house, holding a can of tuna and a chocolate bar. A Peruvian singer croons in my earphones and I cannot understand him. My left hand stinks of garlic. I had done a quick shop run when I realised I had forgotten the tuna for my garlic rice… Read More

Missing family in a foreign country

  It has been more than three years since I have seen my family. Part of the reason for that is the isolation and the expense that comes living in rural Australia. It’s also partly my fault given that my own mum wanted to see me before I flew from Brisbane to Peru. I thought… Read More

Nuestra casa

Peru has a lot of culture. I’m sure that it does anyway. Yesterday I ate KFC and binge watched Gossip Girl. Today I watched movies and ran to buy ice-cream. Tonight I’m finishing this draft listening to Friends. Yes. All this culture is incredible. I’ve been in the mountains over the Christmas season and when… Read More

Finding myself (without trying to)

Lately the days have remained the same. We wake gradually with hangovers, and in the afternoon we wander the beach, or sometimes nap. I go to the gym, and eventually go have dinner and very likely drink. I feel my character is being tested much the same as it was when I lived in outback… Read More

Life was gonna be this way / da da da da

Five of us have found an apartment house to live in in Huanchaco, a beach town near where we work. Halfway between Trujillo and Huanchaco is the Chan Chan (world heritage listed ruins!). The place we are getting is a lovely four bedroom place relatively close to the beach. Amy, Nicola, Adriaan, Lutti and I… Read More