Stumbling Upon an Off-the-Beaten-Path Fish Market in Aberdeen, Hong Kong
Hong Kong’s Aberdeen Wholesale Fish Market may be the area’s claim to fame, however, local haunts hidden off-the-beaten path offer a more intimate look at local life. Wandering away from the busy water’s edge and sprawling wholesale market, I come across a large white building framed by a red awning. A stream of people enters and exits through a large open door. No signs mark the otherwise inconspicuous façade. Stepping into the building and down a flight of stairs, I find myself emerging into a dark, windowless interior. Within, a cramped space lit by fluorescent bulbs hosts a bustling fish market.
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Soaking up Luang Prabang’s rich mix of traditional and colonial architecture.
When I close my eyes and think of Luang Prabang, Laos, I am filled with an overwhelming sense of peace. The small, quiet city is located on a peninsula that is nestled between the Mekong and Nam Khan Rivers and cradled between lush mountain ranges — with the sacred Mount Phou Si rising up from the city’s centre.
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Taking-in the Stunning Sand Dunes at Woodside Beach.
After soaking up the gentle morning sunshine and incredible views of Wilsons Promontory National Park, cradling my coffee from the Tidal River Visitor Centre after a less-than peaceful night, I trepidatiously stepped back into Hilda’s boat-like interior. My boyfriend, Alejandro, and my first jaunt into Vanlife had not gone all together too smoothly… but he was keen to get going and prove the events from yesterday wrong.
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Sand, sea and a playful breeze accompany our walk along Bathers Way.
Looking through these photos of our trip to Newcastle makes my heart ache with a beautiful nostalgia. My husband had surprised me with a completely spontaneous trip to a city that neither of us knew much about (the tickets had been on a flash sale; reason enough for an impromptu adventure.)
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Spending the first night in the van off-the-grid at Wilsons Prom.
My eyes are blinded by tears. Happy tears, sad tears. Tears caused by gratitude for the family I found working as a part-time waitress at a café in Melbourne’s suburb of St. Kilda, and tears caused by knowing that a chapter in my life had come to a most definite close.
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How to spend a day in the Gateway to the Mediterranean.
Waters shifting from azure and turquoise to sky blue and cerulean will lap against golden and tan shores as your ferry pulls up to Gibraltar. Beyond the sea, your eyes will be greeted by the shining metropolis of sand and rust buildings climbing up white and green cliffs to the peninsula’s crowning monument — the Rock.
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A local organization is fighting for one of the ocean’s very precious creatures.
Bali’s beaches are, in a word, beautiful. Stretches of white sand hug gently rolling waves where children splash playfully. Colourful boats bob amicably as the tide gently rolls in and out. Closely bordering the beach are restaurants and hotels packed shoulder-to-shoulder as far as the eye can see. Every so often, the sands peppered with beach towels and recliners are broken up by a circle of posts surrounded with blue plastic cordoning off a portion of the beach.
These informal blockades are protecting a very important part of Bali’s ecosystem — its sea turtles.
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Dear Neighbours Café;
If one didn’t know you were a coffee shop, it would be difficult to distinguish what exactly was hidden behind your two exterior walls covered in street art. Indeed, when I first walked through your welcoming glass doors I had no idea the role you would play in my life.
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Our brief journey through Sa Pa was but a taste of what I one day hope will be a full experience. While my husband, Alejandro, and I only wandered through the area for slightly less than 48-hours, the peaceful valley that feels so remote from Vietnam’s other popular destinations will remain etched in our imaginations.
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An overnight train’s last stop is the first look at Lào Cai Province’s glorious mountain range.
I woke up to the sound of knocking. Fumbling for my glasses, I struggle to sit-up in the already too low bed. It is still dark, but a small woman has slid open the train’s cabin door and seems to be asking a question.
My mind is lingering in the space between dreams and reality and I am not fully grasping the situation. It dawns on me slowly. We must be almost there. The woman is looking around the cabin expectantly, repeating question. What was it?
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