Author Archives: lostintrainstation

I live here now for now

I’ve been in Melbourne for three months. Am I fully assimilated? Pfft, hardly. I can’t imagine a haitch ever passing my lips intentionally and sometimes I have no idea what Australians around me are saying. I just nod and smile. … Continue reading

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The year of unexpected travels

In 2013 I went on 26 individual flights. That might add up to a sizeable carbon footprint, I guess, but I’m no frequent flying corporate executive, so I figure it doesn’t really count. I love to travel as much as … Continue reading

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Beauty, beaches and bastard burglars. Welcome to Barcelona.

Call me a statistic. I have joined the ranks of the unlucky thousands (millions, maybe?) who’ve fallen prey to the uber-talented street thieves of Barcelona. I’m actually in awe of them. They are that good. Not that I presented much … Continue reading

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Wine pumps: best idea ever? Yes. The answer is yes.

Further proof that Italians own it when it comes to la dolce vita: you can buy cheap — and more importantly, good — wine from an establishment that is essentially a gas station. That’s right, people, grab a 20-litre drum and form … Continue reading

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Made in Missouri

Hey ladies (and fellas), I’ve got the best remedy for heartbreak/any kind of life crisis/a general sense of unrelenting boredom from your everyday existence. It’s called Missouri, and you want to go to there. Trust me. When I was planning … Continue reading

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The sound of silence: well worth the fifteen bucks

I think the gods may have finally heard my plea. “Please, powers above, let me not be seated next to any more screaming babies with a case of whooping cough; kids that haven’t yet grasped the concept of personal space … Continue reading

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Homie needs a home, yo

Late nights and early mornings. To-do lists. Cardboard boxes, bubble wrap, sharpies. Packing tape. So much packing tape. Shitty packing tape that splits and tears and you can’t find the edge and it never sticks straight. DO NOT cheap out … Continue reading

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Diary of a madwoman, midweek edition

Today is Wednesday. I had a bikini wax after work and then I went to the art gallery because it’s free on Wednesday nights and it wasn’t as full as I expected. I got lost as I do everywhere but … Continue reading

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Escape plan

You owe me some flowers. That’s right, today is my Canniversary. Six whole years ago I arrived in Canada for the first time, pretty clueless about what lay ahead, but so excited to start a new life in this place … Continue reading

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San Francisco highs and lows

Do not call it Frisco. Or San Fran. Especially not in the presence of locals. They will sneer at you, shun you, ban you from sharing the pavement with them. You’ve got to love guide books for their completely subjective … Continue reading

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