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Day 113 – Here we chill again | Tonsai Beach, Thailand

Koh Lanta has been so good to us, but we felt the tug back to Tonsai. As we left on the longtail (the first time) and saw the little cove falling back in the distance, we knew we would be back. So much was left unfinished (because all we did was lay around at Chill Out Bungalows and, well… chill out).

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Day 100 – My Tribe | Koh Lanta, Thailand

I recall quite often a story my Mom told me when I was little, and struggling with “fitting in” at school (no, I wasn’t always the gorgeous bombshell I am now… wait, when did I last shower?). This story is one of the most profound paradigm-shifting mind-blowing truth nuggets I have ever had laid before my ear holes (probably on par only with my high-school boyfriend Ian telling me my knees were weird looking and a university professor explaining that you can’t “catch up” on sleep, but I digress). Continue reading

Day 96 – Chill Out, Man | Tonsai Beach, Thailand

OMG you guys. O. M. G. Talk about dreams come true. Like, for realsies. Over a year ago, when daydreaming about a trip to Thailand – back when a prolonged run-away-from-adulthood trip hadn’t been dreamed up – I added an AirBnB to my “wish list” for Tonsai beach, the hippie little sister of the famous Railay Beach in Krabi, Thailand and then promptly forgot all about it.  Continue reading

Day 91 – I (Don’t) <3 Phuket | Kata Beach, Phuket, Thailand

I’m self-conscious saying it, because it’s so cliche and just so… average… to feel this way, but what I thought I would get in Thailand, what I was looking forward to, was an ideal of a pristine white-sand beach with turquoise waves crashing softly. I’d be laying in my hammock, or sitting on my deck-chair, on the porch of my bungalow – un-bothered by mosquitos – perfectly tanned, reading a thought-provoking piece of literature and contemplating my perfect life. My belly would be full of $1CAD curry. Possibly, depending on the time of day (after 10am?) I would be holding a sweating tumbler of some pinky drink, resplendent with little umbrella and slice of non-hepatitis carrying ice. And I would keep up this routine for five months. Continue reading

Day 20 – Surfin’ Odeceixe

Hello friends!! Sorry for the offline-ness… We had some internet challenges in the last little while. I’m updating and uploading now!

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