life rule number one is definitivelyalways ask the surfer tryna get in your pantsif he marriedgot a gf always! Monthly Mood: Clean i think i am finally clean.—t swift I’m at the point in my Trip (five years and some) where I can spend all day, all year, looking back. Which of course defeats the… Read More


March was a goodie. The month kicks off with me finally sweating my brains out at Angkor Wat. I return from Cambodia better able to set boundaries for myself. I am aware I can relax instead of overexert myself in order to please others, because over-giving later resurfaces from within me as resentment for another.… Read More


Trying to convey an entire month, two months tardy, is a terrible idea. Monthly Mood: Flying With Beer e na vida a gente tem que entenderque um nasce pra sofrerenquanto o outro ri —tim maia The camera roll claims that February Vivian ate flying noodles and salty nose dives. Rainy day waves smashed, dragged, and… Read More


“27 is a good year,” someone comments to me, days before I turn a year older. And it is. 27 just sounds better. Almost a quarter gone by the time I publish this post, these are some stills from my birthday month. A great many people do believe that to be single is to be… Read More


Fully floored by culture anti-shock from exiting South Asia. Reunited with Southeast Asia after five years of patience and wild food fantasies. High rises. Traffic obeying stoplights and streets barren of cows and three-wheelers.   Monthly Mood: Sleepless in Saigon December 2022 Saigon, or Ho Chi Minh City (HCMC), is unrecognizable. The cost of fun… Read More


November, Nepal, Nepali November of my dreams. The month starts with clocking into Namche Bazaar and ends with coming down from the Gosaikunda track. In between, the heartiest autumn dosage of Mount Everest views. I see my first high altitude psychedelic chickens (see ‘bird of the month’ below) and still haven’t gotten over it. So… Read More


When The Vegan Way pressed a farewell slice of carrot cake into my hands and bid me a safe journey to Sri Lanka, I said I’d be back in October. What do you know, I awaken once again on the shores of paradisiacal Phewa. The lake winks at me that yes, it’s autumn. Yes, I’m… Read More


If I’m tardy it’s because I don’t know how to convey the amount of shit that hit the fan. Trust that a lot did. That the juiciest parts will come some day in paperback. The life affairs sketched in this post refer to mid-August till September end. Monthly Moods will now drop at midnight on… Read More


My salty Sri Lankan summer nears the two month mark and at times I feel like the only foreign female walking around without a beach boy slung stylishly over my arm. My leash tan fossilizes herself to my right ankle and on most days I’m totally eating it in a washing machine of brine. July… Read More


Our warming planet has completed seven laps around the sun since I first stepped foot on Kenyan soil and changed my life with #solofemaletravel membership. Having spent the recent years in South Asia, festering heaps of plastic waste have never been more in my face. Sustainable Habits From Seven Years Of Solo Female Travel Once… Read More