• Travel journal,  Wendy wanders

    The time I got wings

    On my goodbye-party for departing to Australia a friend told me that I am a girl that follows her heart and that he admired that. At first I didn’t understand what he meant. Now I do understand and I have for a while now. From my Australia travel journal, today 6 years ago Some things you just have to do. That is what I realized a few days ago on the beach. I am somewhere in Australia. It doesn’t really matter where in Oz, it matters that I am there. It was just after 7.30 in the morning. The beach was abandoned. It was just the waves and me. The…

  • Oceania,  Travel journal,  Wendy wanders

    Gone walkabout

    “I arrived wanting to get back to nature. I departed not wanting to go back home. Beware, when you’re reading this I am probably on my way home. The last couple of days in Oz have been quiet. First I went to surf camp at Crescent Head (North of Sydney) to learn to stand on a board. And I did it, about twenty times. After three surfing training sessions I can stand on waves. Most important rules: having fun and looking cool. AND I LOVE IT! But it has been tiring so I haven’t been doing much on the last few days before I fly back home. Yesterday I spent…