"Wandering Off: venturing without a purpose, stepping beyond any good sense."

Ditch the guidebook, follow your heart instead!

About Me

Whether it’s wandering through a market in the mountains of Tanzania, or searching out ‘hairy coos’ in the highlands, I am happiest in my hiking boots, defeated by unruly hair and desperate to know what’s around the corner.  I’ve worked in both the private and public sector with a focus on treading lightly on the planet, while being dazzled by all that Mother Nature has to offer. My knapsack is always half-packed, my passport sits anxiously by the door, and my camera is locked and loaded, ready for my next adventure.

Travel Tips

I have many bad habits. Particularly the inability to decipher between reckless and fun. Follow these tips at your own risk.

Just as important as clean undies and comfy shoes, there are some critical bits that you must bring along when you wander off. Most importantly, a sense of humour. When you are on a bus careening through the Usambara Mountains in Tanzania, standing sock-foot in what you suspect is a warm puddle of vomit, you can either let that wreck your trip (or at least your day) or you can hope that someday you’ll be able to look back on this moment and laugh. I’m still working on it…

Wishlist

My wishlist is as long as the line up at the airport check out counter in Zanzibar.  Here are a few ideas that I hope will inspire – if I can’t get there yet, maybe you can!

One thing I firmly believe in, and am ashamed to say haven’t yet fully embraced, is knowing where you’re from before you go. When you’re wandering the streets of an unfamiliar village with a flag patch sewn into your backpack, you have to remember that you are representing where you are from. People will ask about how your place compares to theirs. So have some good answers, from “the town I grew up in has a giant cow statue welcoming visitors” to “We invented peameal bacon. You’re welcome.”

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