Healing in Noosa


I was told that after two days in Noosa I would want to leave, that there’s not much to do or see here and that it’s a tourist destination. I’ve been here 10 days so far, I spent 8 days in the most calming and peaceful hostel called Dolphins Beach Resort right next door to the beautiful Sunshine Beach. Before I arrived I was deflated and ready to book my flight home to the UK and this break was exactly what I needed. 

I was homesick and fed-up of constantly moving from A to B with no chance to settle or find my feet. I spent the best part of 8 days down at the beach with not a scrap of make-up on which for me is a big deal. I bought some goggles and chased the fish in the sea. I sat on the beach at night with a friend and stared up at the stars. I did the coastal walk twice, once with new friends and once on my own. I cooked myself healthy dinners every night. It has been really, really nice. 

Now I’m in Nomads which I’m told is the “party” hostel, but it’s actually pretty mellow …Maybe it depends on your room? Who knows, but my room looks out onto the hammocks which have quickly become my favourite hiding place. I have six more days here so I’m planning on doing the coastal walk two more times but in the opposite direction from Main Beach to Sunshine, especially since Sunshine is a beautiful quiet beach. 

I honestly never expected to like Noosa as much as I do. It feels like home for me, it’s a comfortable but busy seaside town with a similar chilled out vibe to Byron without the drugs and questionable souls. It’s a lot more family orientated which makes the area feel safer and I think that’s why I feel so comfortable and happy here. I’d love to come back and work here once I’m done travelling, but we shall see as who knows, maybe I’ll like Cairns more or maybe I’ll fall in love with Adelaide or Melbourne. 

The great thing about travelling is the freedom that comes with it. If you hate a place you can leave with no issue and if you love a place you can stay for as long as your budget will allow. I’m so happy I stopped in Noosa for longer than the usual 2 days as every single day I’m here I discover something new, I find new friends, I see new wildlife. I truly love it here – this is my happy place.

A Month Abroad


Today marks one month since I got on my flight to Australia, but it honestly feels like I’ve been here for far longer. I couldn’t even begin to tell you all of the great things I’ve seen and done in such a short space of time. My life has been non-stop travelling and activities with no down-time to just be which I must admit gets a little hectic sometimes. 

Currently I’m in Brisbane and I love it, the high-rise offices overlooking the river gives me that same rush of excitement as being trampled in the London rush hour. The thing is, you cannot get a good office job as a backpacker. There is no work here, so tomorrow I’m heading to Noosa for two weeks. I have no accommodation, nothing. The travelling life makes me feel so uneasy and unsettled. I’ve always needed a strict routine and structure to my day, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling with not having a 9-5 job and a stable home. It is hard packing up your bag every few days to move to a new city and attempt to find your feet all over again. 

What’s even harder than an unsettled life is feeling like you do not actually belong anywhere. When your best friends and family are half the world away and you only have dirty clothes and a towel to your name – it’s hard to know who you are and what you’re even doing here. I have some days where I feel like I’m on top of the world, from holding Milo the koala to camping out under the Milky Way; however some days like today I find myself sat on the river bank looking out onto Brisbane CBD and feeling like an insignificant dot in a crazy city. 
It’s hard to think about what I gave up to come out here. I had pretty much everything and I still was not content. I had a great paying job, a lovely rented home, a deposit for a house – I could buy anything I wanted because I could afford it and knew when all my next pay days were. When you’re travelling you literally have no idea when or even if you’ll get a job. It’s things like this that make me insanely anxious and unsure of what lies ahead. 

Tomorrow I’m quite literally throwing myself into the wind and seeing where I end up staying in Noosa. Wish me luck! 


Australia 2017

Hi there, I’m Liv and I am unemployed for the first time in a long, long time. Nothing is scarier than taking that first step towards exploring the world than giving up a well paid job, a stable home with house mates you actually like and a life where if you want to buy that sparkly new top you just can.

In two weeks time I am flying out to Sydney to begin an adventure of a life time, a total last minute decision to book a one-way ticket to the other side of the world after one particularly bad week in my life. I guess you could say I am impulsive, I am headstrong and incredibly stubborn.

In spite of it all, I feel liberated. You might be thinking I have some amazing plan of what I’m doing, places I want to visit and an endless list of things I would like to do – and I suppose my vague bucket list is better than nothing:

1. Get on a plane – I am terrified of heights and flying ever since my skydive when I was 18. A long haul flight is a huge deal for me.
2. Visit the cactus garden at Singapore airport during my layover ¬†at Singapore airport for 1hr 35mins – My dad is convinced I won’t have enough time to see the cacti. Challenge accepted.
3. Meet a koala – Ever since my discovery that dropbears are actually a hoax to scare tourists (me), I’ve never been more excited to cuddle a friendly little koala.
4. Visit the Whitsundays – I have never seen such clear waters, I have always always wanted to go on holiday somewhere where you can actually see your feet beneath you in the water and not wonder if you’re swimming in someone’s faeces (Margate – I’m looking at you here).
5. Work on a farm in Adelaide. This one is a more reluctant addition to my list, but to score your second year visa you must spend a few months becoming one with nature (I could eye roll emoji for days).

And that’s it – that’s everything I would like to do on my travels which is not exactly a comprehensive list. Getting on the plane on my own will no doubt be the hardest thing for me and asides from that I’m planning on just going with the flow and hopefully meet people who have more solid plans than myself to tag along with.