De Lat Delicacies!


Who wouldn’t enjoy this view of Da Lat?!

I arrived here after my so called six hour bus journey (ended up being 9). I was so tired and didn’t know any hostel names so I asked the motorbike driver, “bring me to a cheap hotel.” This tactic worked out perfectly as I ended up staying at a motel called, Tom, named after the owner, Tom. For me this was my very own home stay, and this experience quickly made De Lat my favourite city in Vietnam.


enjoying the abseil on one of the dry waterfalls!


After booking in for one night I decided I wanted to do something touristy and fun so of course had a look at tripadvisor and with Toms help booked in what I thought was canoeing. On brochures it said, Canyoning and since I paid $25US I thought it might have been white-water rafting. Oh, was I wrong! The next morning I’m heading out at 8 after a great breakfast of Bún bò huê. A noodle soup, mainly made in Central Vietnam consisting of beef, chilli, mint and herbs and vermicelli noodles! One of my favourite meals so far! Simple, tiny bit of spice and delicious! After picking up a few more people we are told to put on sunscreen and grab a life jacket. My English and welsh friends I met on the bus are talking about the waterfalls, meanwhile I’m thinking ‘I wonder how big they are? Could the boat ever pop?’ In total there were a group of seven, which I later found a perfect amount for this activity. We’re guided down the track and I’ve got an idea what I signed up for isn’t what I thought it was. Further reinstated when were told were going to practice abseiling. I’ve done this before as I learnt how to rock climb with my host family from Austria, but still didn’t feel very confident. Canyoning I concluded at this point wasn’t a spelling mistake, it was actually a sport. The practice of making your way down a river by abseiling and getting a bunch of bruises from various small waterfalls that we are to slide down.


Just before I started canyoning! At this point I had a fair idea as to what it was

This day was amazing! I loved it! The first waterfall came up and being the last to go down and not seeing where the others landed I was a bit nervous. The most nerve racking thing was probably going over the edge for the first time, where you have to depend on the rope to hold you. This one was a straight ledge where we could jump down, but it was 18metres and when I landed in the water I found it the best. Instant relief from the humid weather. A couple more waterfalls came as well as some slides which were enjoyable and that’s mainly where the bruises came from. When we reached one we scaled down and found a Vietnamese party going on underneath. It was hilarious, there were about 40 Vietnamese men singing karaoke while dancing. Not just a disorganised mess but all of them knew the exact moves to each song they did. Afterwards a water gun fight insured and I was definitely happy to join in. This party was the first time I had seen the Vietnamese have fun and not just worked. When talking to the Vietnamese I usually ask how often they work Åland the common answer is every day. I have later found out that they usually have one or two days off a month. I know a MONTH!! It makes me grateful of all the free time I have that I didn’t even realise was a luxury. Surprisingly when sliding down the rocks it didn’t hurt much, others would agree with me! I’m not just saying that! My favourite abseil was probably the most scary as it definitely got my adrenaline up. We had to scale down the waterfall, water pelting us on the face and as the rock face disappears you to push out and let go of the rope and fall backwards into the water. The moment of letting go of the rope was terrifying and all the while I was singing Frozen’s, “Let It Go!” In my head. The next jump was also really fun we jumped off a twenty metre cliff!! The tour guides totally psyched me out and I was a tiny bit worried that I wouldn’t make the jump (the cliff was shaped out wards) but I knew if I didn’t even try I would be disappointed so I finally pulled out the guts and jumped! It was brilliant! I couldn’t recommend this tour anymore than I already have! I went canyoning with a company called Highland Sport Travel. The feeling of accomplishment as well as the beautiful scenery definitely added to my awesome experiences in Da Lat. Returning back to the hotel was hilarious, I wasn’t allowed to walk in as I was soaking wet and muddy. I had to scrub my feet clean and give her my washing straight away. Apparently it was hilarious as Toms wife, speaking no English, was explaining with actions all the scrubbing I was doing was wrong. I ended up sitting there for half an hour trying to remove the dirt from my feet and joggers meanwhile she was sitting there looking at me cracking up laughing. All I could do was laugh with her but in confusion.


Just some of the street food in Da Lat!

The night markets in Da Lat were definitely a treat! I loved the food, scenery and clothes. Da Lat has a massive lake in the middle and French, colonial style buildings paving the streets. The various stalls range from selling clothes, food and shoes, not to forget the famous And Vietnams most popular wine, ‘Dalat wine.’ I think I enjoyed Da Lat so much because of the people. I went for coffee one morning and met a beautiful girl Huyen, we started talking and soon became friends over my shocking knowledge of the Vietnamese alphabet. Learning Vietnamese was very tough as it felt the shapes and sounds of the language were so foreign that my mouth couldn’t fit them. I was told that I sound Chinese when I try to speak Vietnamese. I don’t know whether it was a compliment. I still couldn’t believe that some of them understood me in the first place. After exchanging names, adding each other on Facebook and taking a picture I left. Originally I planned to stay in Da Lat for only one night, it had already been extended to two and due to the bad weather and my love for the city I booked I for another night. Luckily everything runs on a barter system and I bartered to stay another night with Tom but for a cheaper price.


Lee- my easyrider adventure guide!

I booked a one-day Easyriders adventure which took me for a tour of the silk village surrounding Da Lat. All up we would have travelled about 75km seeing the various things Da Lat and Vietnam is famous for, such as their coffee, silk, waterfalls and flower farms. Really great day and for another $25US definitely worth the various places a you see. I went with the tour guide Lee who was extremely informative.


Silk factory where I got to see the different processes and different ways silk can be used and recycled!


One of my favourite places to visit was a beautiful pagoda called Dragon Pogoda, at the beginning of the day. Lee told me about the extent of the Chinese and how Buddhism came into practice in Vietnam. Buddhism is it’s most popular religion with 65% of Vietnamese believing in this tradition. The symbols of the phoenix, turtle, tiger and dragon represent the beauty, knowledge, strength and courage of Buddhism and this is represented through the art and statues in temples and pagodas. Dragon Pogoda got its name through the massive 95-metre  dragon curled through the gardens.


A photog with the 95metre dragon himself!




Surrounded by coffee! Definately can’t complain!


 The coffee plantation was really interesting and I finally tried the famous weasel coffee. Lee recounted the story of how this coffee became famous; due to two neighbors who both owned coffee plantations they were always getting the same flavours. Weasels were very popular on the farms and always came to eat the coffee, they always chased it away. It was forever a game of cat and mouse until once one neighbor collected the pooh of the weasel and found out that the digestive system of the weasel takes away the outer shell of the coffee. He gave his neighbor a taste of his new coffee and soon he was a well known beautiful coffee vendor. The secret was unleashed when the other neighbor found out what was happening and now Vietnam is known for there beautiful coffee. Unfortunately I didn’t enjoy it much, basically at all. The Vietnamese love everything sweet, especially their coffee (they even have white coffee mixed with condensed milk!) and for me it was just too much!



Weasel Coffee- Luckily I enjoyed the view!

Afterwards we visited Elephant Falls, negated this as the locals believe one of the rock formations I shaped like an elephant (I couldn’t see it) The path down to the viewing point was half the attraction, it was a winding oath and everything was wet. The gaps between the steps as well as the rickety bridge I crossed made it all the more fun. Quite random but funny there was also a trampoline at the waterfall. A helpful tip around Vietnam is that always have toilet paper in your bag or some wet-ones, it’s defiantly worth the money, or you can just grab it from the hotel or hostel you stay in.


The path down to Elephant Falls- one of the stops on my easyrider adventure!


The last stop for the day was at the Crazy House in Da Lat city. The Crazy House was designed by Dang Viet Nga, also known as the presidents daughter, started this project in Da Lat, 1990, as she wants everyone to be more environmentally aware. This house was really cool and it felt as if you were in Wonderland with Alice where every path could lead anywhere. A really cool concept and I recommend to go and check it out.


The Crazy House in Da Lat! Unfortunately my camera ran out of charge, but this was one of my favourites!

My absolute favourite thing about Da Lat waste relaxed and easygoing nature of everyone. The people from the coffee shops, the motel, where I grabbed some Bun Bo hue, the restaurant, even the motorbike drivers were all so friendly and welcoming and they wanted to share themselves with you.


My main man- took me motorbike driving from start to finish around Da Lat. Places such as Lovers Lake where I was swamped with Vietnamese wanting to take photos with me!

Thanks for the wonderful time Da Lat! I’ll see you next time!

Sophie XX

The Marvellous Mekong :)

When travelling especially if you’re in hostels you will soon realise that the free breakfast is definitely the most important meal of the day! Its where you meet everyone and no-one wants to miss out on the free breakfast!



Normally when people head towards the Mekong they’re most likely coming from HCMC and lots of travellers book tours from there. After hearing mostly bad reviews I decided to travel there by myself. After meeting yesterday (at breakfast) Meegan and I decided to team up as we both wanted to head to the Mekong to check out the extensive network of rivers in South Vietnam. After getting directions to the bus from the friendly hostel staff at Long Hostel we woke at 5am the next day to begin the adventure. Exchanging names in the taxi there, I soon figured out Meegan was soon to become my new travel buddy and guide to the workings of Vietnam!

I hadn’t actually travelled anywhere past HCMC considering my journey was just starting I didn’t know the first bus I had travelled on was considered ‘luxurious,’ maybe it was the $3.50 I paid that got me confused. After two hours, multiple stops and a Bánh Bao (steamed pork bun) we arrived alongside the magnificent Mekong. We got off at the centre in Ben Tre, still not knowing whether or where we would stay that night. After deciding that we would rather head to the markets the next morning we decided to hire bikes for the remaining time we had left (the bus left at 1pm). Considering we got there around 8am we had loads of time to venture around. Hiring the bikes for $4 for the day (quite expensive for Vietnam, but had to remember that it was the only place in Ben Tre which did rent them out). Following the road along the river, where a local tour would have taken us but we felt we could do it on our own and on more of a budget. Getting out on the bike was really fun and very relaxing, not to get to excited though because 5 minutes later I was saying that my butt hurt, and I basically couldn’t sit down properly on a seat, let alone a bike one. We had to stop as the heat was getting to us, this is where I found my favourite thing about Ben Tre…The locals.

We stopped at a tiny cafe and of course the common greeting “Xin chào” They were all laughing and looking at us in wonder, as neither language could be spoken to one another you can just imagine the hand gestures and smiles as well as the nodding that was going around. The best moment of my bike ride in Bén Tre was when I pulled out my lonely planet and although she didn’t speak English the shopkeeper’s eyes devoured the book. In the hour we were there, her eyes basically hadn’t left the pages. For me it was amazing to watch. She couldn’t read what it was about but was totally enthralled anyway, for me this is a totally familiar feeling and I loved seeing it happen to someone else. From this moment on I’ve been trying to learn more Vietnamese, just so I can hold a one minute conversation. Because I know that if someone who has no experience with my language and tries to start speaking it with me, know matter how broken, it makes my day, as it did on this day.



Another bus ride, another $3.50, and another two hours later we were dropped off at the most well known city of the Mekong Delta, Cân Tho. This bus ride was when I realised the last one was luxurious. Stinking hot, smoking, chickens under the bus and a few more people than necessary. Couldn’t believe it when Meegan said that was actually an alright trip! We booked into Hotel2, affordable and convenient and found out they had a bath!! For $6 a night I found this awesome!! Only after the shower and bath did I find out it wasn’t actually connected to any plumbing so the water just leaks onto the bathroom floor to go into the drain. Watch your clothes aren’t on the floor, as Meegans were! Another highlight were the night food markets, while walking to a restaurant we discovered it and the food they made was shockingly amazing!! We had what I call a Vietnamese pizza, made on a rice paper sheet they mix a few herbs, such as mint and chives, some egg, as well as a few other ingredients while mixing and heating the rice paper roll up. To make it easy to eat with your hands they fold it in half. Another mouth-watering creation. I later found out its called a ‘Banh trang nuong’ if anyone wants to try it out!

The next morning we woke early as. We booked a private tour to check out the floating markets on a small boat, we were also going to travel through some small canals and see how the Vietnamese use the river to live. For $18US this tour was absolutely worth it and breathe taking! We travelled up the river on a small gondola like boat, an added extra of booking the tour while in Can Tho. Our tour guides name was Phong and she was amazing making us bamboo bracelets and tiaras on the way, I must say I felt like a Vietnamese-wood-nymph. Definitely recommend this private tour as it proved how great the locals as well as what the life on the river could be like. 




Waking up at 5:30am we headed down and got to ride to the first floating market while the sun was rising, absolutely breathtaking! We made our way down the river and eventually came across the first floating market. I don’t know what I pictured before but it definitely wasn’t what I had in mind. The first moments we had a ‘drink cart’ stop by offering us anything, next second we saw a boat which looked like it was about to sink as it was weighed down by pineapples. We learnt off Phong that the boats told the other what they were selling by having a stick protruding upwards and hanging off would be what they’re selling. This I found really helpful as I really wanted to buy some ‘māng cut.’ If any of you have tasted this before you will know they’re amazing! We don’t have them in Australia, but the translation is mangosteen, which unfortunately I’ve never heard of. If anyone has the chance definitely try them, do it!



Afterwards we went and saw how rice paper rolls were made. I must say very interesting I really enjoyed this as I got to see the different process of how everything came to the markets. First off the rice was de-shelled and mixed in a vat to make a white paste-like mixture. Afterwards it’s spread onto a stove top which is heated by the shells of the rice (something which westerners could learn from, no waste!) This process make a round circle which looks like a crepe. It’s picked up by bamboo and then placed on bamboo drying rack which is placed in the sun. Loved seeing this and knowing exactly what I was eating! Considering I didn’t know this was included in the tour I was even happier about spending the money on it. A great experience which only improved with the rest of the tour! We chugged up the river again and found ourselves at the next market, it was much smaller and definitely much like the other, the māng cut had lasted me so decided to pass on buying anything. Afterwards we toured through some small canals were we passed a few weddings and every child must have said “Hello” the first thing they know in English. Of course I couldn’t help replying. The second question would be “what’s your name?” After replying to this the conversation would end, for two reasons. Number one-the boats still moving, and number two they don’t know how to answer or anything else. A welcome relief in this part of the Mekong was the lack of people trying to sell you stuff and pulling you in with their deals they just want to talk or if we can’t communicate verbally with one another just smile and nod. Once again I highly recommend travelling solo or privately to the Mekong and not with a tour from Ho Chi Minh. It felt much more personal and we could decide to stay or leave if we liked the place or not. After spending two whole nights in the Mekong I decided to head back to Ho Chi Minh as I wanted to further my travels in the beautiful, but humid, Vietnam.



If you think this post has finished you’re wrong. A third of the journey was the way back, it also put my faith back into the Vietnamese people in Ho Chi Minh City. Catching the bus was relatively easy but once we got into Ho Ch Minh we stopped at the bus station and of course got off. We were surrounded by massive buses which were leaving every couple of seconds, to top it off it was pouring down rain and could hardly see twenty metres in front of us. The language barrier became a problem and I found myself wishing that I could speak every language at least a little. Bus number 14 it was and one was leaving in just a moment. Combining my massive bags, the pouring rain and the darkness of course Meegan and I got split up. It was very confusing and not to mention my massive fall in a puddle (don’t worry mum I was cracking up laughing). Not being able to find Meegan, I thought she had caught the earlier bus I jumped on the other and once again communication in smiles and nods apparently works out well here. The name of the market place next to my old hostel was familiar and after the wacky pronunciation I was surprised he knew. In the middle of the bus ride after the Vietnamese surrounding me I was tugged from the bus and to what I understood to wait. The torrential downpour and the blind woman next to me made it all the more amusing. This is the bit, ‘the ledge’ I call it, is where you are surrounded by all that unfamiliarity that it kicks up the nerve system, the bit I love about travelling or adventures. Making it back to the hostel safely not to mention drenched I could only laugh at Meegan when I saw her step out of a cab as I was crossing the street or once again ‘defying death’ in the bowels of Ho Chi Minh City.

Until next time where you hear about the beautiful city of Da Lat!

Love Sophie-the newly acquired Vietnamese wood-nymph.






Ventures in Vietnam!!


Welcome to Vietnam!

An amazing place and I have no doubt as to why people warned me about the art, “Crossing of the street!!”



Arriving in Ho Chi Minh I had already made friends with Mike, sitting next to me on the plane who was here for business. We had a brilliant chat about his life back in Australia and what he is planning to do, naturally he found out I was a backpacker and offered me a free lift into HCMC! Let’s just say the video I took couldn’t do the motorbike riders justice! While talking on their phones and zooming in and out between cars, they would just casually miss the pedestrians as well. I also can’t forget the horns!! All different noises!! There are sirens posed as blinkers and the Katy Perry song I heard was actually the reverse signal for a truck! The traffic = For me, totally bizarre! For them, it somehow works (still contemplating this).


That afternoon I walked around the city for a bit just to get my bearings. I was staying at the Long Hostel, which had a really family run feel to it. The showers were hot even though I preferred mine cold due to the humidity which totally got to me! There was a food market right outside the ally of my hostel, amazing to walk around! There were literally bowls of water filled with fish swimming around, and silver dishes with live frogs, their legs tied together sitting there for taking! There’s massive ice blocks around every corner, that are sold to the markets stalls to keep everything cold, ironically they sit in the sun ready for someone to chop off a chunk. The atmosphere was exciting and all of my senses were on alert! Definitely thought that a frog would still jump at me or an eel head would suddenly attack my face! Surprisingly when arriving in HCMC I realised that is was a very flat city, I didn’t see a high rise above 20 floors, however only in the city centre. This came in handy as I realised my hostel didn’t have a lift and my room was five floors up!


I was really enjoying my time in HCMC a highlight would definitely be a trip to “The Lunch Lady.” It’s a well known street food vendor just on the outskirts of District One. Although the hour it took to walk there from our hostel it felt like it was heaven when we arrived. We, Becca (a girl I talked to while eating cucumber omelettes that morning for breakfast) and I were sat on a stool right away and not ten seconds later fresh rolls were placed in front of us, followed by spring rolls, and then by a Vietnamese chicken curry. I would like to say I ate every bite but there was literally so much food that my stomach couldn’t handle it! The food was absolutely brilliant and every mouth-watering taste was definitely worth the thousands of streets I crossed, or as I like to call them ‘death defying moments’ it took to us to get there. If it sounds like I’m exaggerating please tell me about your experience when you go!


Afterwards we went to the War Remnants Museum located on our way back to the hostel. This was a really great Museum which showed the war in different stages, from the first Vietnamese war with the French and the second with the US, which was once again split into different sections. Although very bias the pictures and hardship the Vietnamese went through were showcased. It showed the resilience and pride they have as a culture and nation. You can still see this in the way they act and I understand how they ‘won’ the war against the US and the French. The most influential room in the building for me was definitely titled, “The Aftermath” it represented what were the effects of the war and is as surprised to still see the lasting effects of Agent Orange upon the nation. Once again I don’t know how much of this is proven true or whether it’s a bias standpoint from the Vietnamese but people are still being born with deformities due to the dioxin that was sprayed in the second Vietnamese war. This was definitely a place to visit just to see the effects war can have on any country let alone Vietnam.


That night I went to the night markets in the centre of the city with my friend Darren. They were just opening when we got there and I couldn’t believe how quickly so many clothes and purses made it on all the racks! Two streets were closed in order for the markets to run safely. You would think that means only walking, but it didn’t include motorbikes which would come zipping past you at any moment. Let’s just say it felt like I nearly got clipped twenty times (this time I am exaggerating). The markets were really cool, learn how to barter quickly! I recommend to not go until a little bit later just to make sure all the stalls are open and don’t worry, they will be willing to help, even if you’re just looking! What was interesting about going earlier is I found out that the first sale is always the most important. It’s a belief to how the rest of their night is going to go, whether good or bad, and it’s important for the first sale to happen very early on the night.

Coming into HCMC was a really great experience not only because of the great sites but a learning curve for me to be careful of pickpockets and theft, which is unfortunately a massive problem in Backpacker World. I took a ride on the back of a motorbike on my first afternoon there and not having much knowledge totally overpaid the driver. For little things such as an adaptor I bought for $4AU which of course I thought was a steal but it was actually meant to be half that price. Vietnam is VERY cheap but you realise quickly that you need to barter in order to get the correct price for things.

You’ll soon here about my adventure into the Mekong which includes early mornings, great food and some brilliant times on the river of the Nine Dragons!

Sophie xx

Alonesome in Awesomeness

Exciting news to all of you…especially to me!

 I’m going to be backpacking in Vietnam for a few weeks!!


Although going on exchange to Austria when I was 16-17 I couldn’t say that I have travelled ‘alone.’ My understanding of travelling alone is leaving on a plane with no organisation guiding you none to hold you back and for you to fully experience another country with your own eyes.  I feel its as if you go for a walk or adventure if you go by yourself your much more open to whats around you such as the noise nature makes compared to when your with someone. I am so excited to finally be travelling alone in a foreign country for this reason!

The food and culture and exciting me so much already!

I will arrive on Tuesday the 1st of July!! Let me know whether you have any recommendations or places to see!

Keep up with the blog posts for the next few weeks as they are sure to be a treat!

Sophie xx

Just the word travel makes me smile and you know what they say a smile is the best makeup a girl can wear. When I was younger Camping was how we travelled, we went on a big trip every year and no matter what every public holiday was a camping weekend. My family and about 4 other families decided every two years a camping reunion (even though we lived in the same town) was in order.  Camping we decided wasn’t a destination it was about two weeks of stopping on the side of the road maybe in national parks, wherever there was water and spending a few nights at a destination.

From waking up early every morning where you can see your breathe due to the chilly climate too watching the fire so closely that you’ll either burn your eyebrows or as my dad and I do fall asleep. From the numerous ways of learning how to cheat playing cards, have you ever played Spoons ;) The various skit nights which are considered a surprise, but everyone know’s one is bound to happen so one family just happens to bring a bag full of wigs. These are some of my favourite memories of camping and this is how I learnt to love travelling.

Oversea’s as we call it in Australia, as everything is literally OVERSEA’S has always made me wander. I visited Hawaii with my family in 2005 (11 yrs old) and was astounded that spending $2 (in AU would buy me two freddo frogs) bought me a super-sized Kit Kat. This made me question what else is different in the US compared to Australia. Which went on for me to ask, how are other countries are different then Australia? Different to how I grew up? Just because of all the difference does that mean that they can’t understand?

I believe through understanding we can come to unification. Unification across cultures and societies. Through travelling I want to explore another’s country and make it mine and extend that understanding to all of you J First I believe in understanding yourself and discovering what it means to you to be you. Repeat that last sentence just to make sure you understand.
I’m on the way to living my dream and I want to share it with you.

 Sophie xx

P.s This is up on my travel page check it out and don’t forget to have a quick peek at my
bucket list or tips :)



Kiama & Fam

I have a lot of family in Kiama and have been here numerous times but to tell you the truth the most touristy thing I have done is seen the Blowhole, Kiama’s main attraction. Today I set off to explore other tourist options Kiama has to offer and to spend a lot of time with my

Yesterday morning due to my family working I had a chance to explore. First off  I wanted to start off with a swim and headed off to the heard-of-but-haven’t-seen rockpool on the headland. In Australia the water is amazingly warm at the moment and was 18’C. In my posts to come you’ll find that water in all my journeys are a must I love it and it makes me feel fantastic. My meditation this morning was fabulous, once again I focused upon the water dripping down my back as bringing myself to my body and focusing on my breathwork as a way to ignore the thoughts that come into every mind.


After visiting and having lunch with Grandma in Shellharbour, she’s a treat I swear she always has my biggest weakness (Chocolate) in her cupboard. I went back to Kiama and picking up my cousin, Tayhla she took me to Saddleback Mountain Lookout . If you have the chance definitely come up here! It was beautiful and you could see the coast span forever.

I then went and rode Angus, my cousin’s horse which being a beginner was a laugh a minute. Every visit I’m getting better and better. I’m now learning to canter and love the feeling of being on a horse, the freedom and challenge it sets is breathtaking.


I finished off my day in the water with another cousin Emma, it was still amazingly warm, even at 5pm! We went to Kendalls Beach and although it usually doesn’t have many waves there were a lot of shore dumpers (shories) and we got absolutely pummelled (on purpose). A favourite of mine if thewaves are quite small, is laying exactly where they break and get wished around and brought back to shore. The feeling, for me, is like a massage with a lot more sand involved. Be prepared.

Living in the eastern suburbs of Sydney I sometimes find it difficult to get myself of the bubble I find myself in. I left the city for a couple of days just to remind myself that its not all hustle and bustle, and if you have a chance exploration is never not an option!

Sophie xx


Sophie’s Discoveries


I thought I should share how I came up with the name Sophie’s Discoveries. Not only do I dream of discovering the world but I dream of discovering everything about myself.
I know that sounds funny how do I not know about myself? Your around yourself your whole life in every part of every day. I mean to find fulfilment in everything I do and recognise why I do this.

To help me do this I’m using a book called Discover Worlds Within by Marie Louise an amazing women who also happens to be my aunt. Check it out what she does is absolutely amazing!

To check out her book or anything here is the link to her website…

Check it out!

Sophie xx


“Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream”
-John Lennon

After a busy uni & work week I have finally had time to let my breathe go… although I have exams next week I find a key thing to do before they come is to give yourself time to relax and let your mind wander… I find it easy to let my mind wander when I’m surrounded, looking or near water so tonight instead of heading out on the town I had a bath after treating myself and making myself a deluxe chicken burger :)


Love Candles, they make everything smell so much better :)

Here’s a photo of my chicken burger key components of avocado, fetta, spiced chicken, rocket, kalamata olives, tomato and red onion I also combined some mayonnaise and mustard for the sauce and to top it off before I grilled the bread I added some thyme and garlic…AMAZING!


Keep your eyes peeled although coming along slowly my travel page should be up next week! You’ll get to see a bit on where I’ve been and where about I have plans to head :)

Sophie xx

Meditation leads to Mindfulness



                                                                           Moves your senses
                                                                           Exploration of oneself
                                                                           Detoxes your mind
                                                                           Inquire within
                                                                           Travel anywhere
                                                                           Embrace liberation

Meditation illuminates places in not only your mind but your body that you’ve never experienced before! It’s an amazing strategy that will help improve your day to day life! Through meditation I can balance out my day and feel absolutely revived for the weeks activities!

my first experience of meditation

I tried my first meditation when I was at the beach, usually thats my decision making spot and I said to myself “I want to try new things and I’ve been wanting to try this for a while” which followed with my personal motto of “WHY NOT?” I sat down, crossed my legs, closed my eyes and eventually came to a regular breathing pattern. Of course its only natural for you to think! Thoughts race across my brain every second the trick is to not pay attention to them. (I know how do you do that?!) How do you not pay attention to something you naturally do? I pay attention to my body, especially the feelings that surround my body. I think to myself where on my body is touching another body part? Can I feel that slice of sun on my skin? What reaction do I have to it? Where exactly on my body is that slice of sun? This is when I start getting tingles. Tingles all over my body and it is awesome and astounding all at once. Try these techniques out and let me know how it goes!

Sophie xx

One flew from the cuckoos nest



 I’ve left the first place I’ve called home.

I’m on my way to everywhere. I’m on my way too there.

 Leaving my home was harder than I thought. I’ve always been one to explore to find the crooks and crannies of the new hotel room we were staying in or run through display homes and find out whether they had a walk in robe or a curtain or door on the shower therefore when I left Coffs Harbour I was surprised to find myself scared.

I think many people experience the feeling of reluctance when they’re trying something new, it’s only natural. After all the new beginnings in my life I’ve figured out though I’m not scared of the something new, I’m scared of the something totally different, the change of which could overtake me. The changes within myself.

This nerve-racking feeling is definitely one of the best things- about travelling, about exploring & about discovery.