On June 13th, Melbourne woman Eurydice Dixon was raped and murdered in Princes Park, Carlton. She was the 30th woman this year in Australia to have been murdered by a man. She was one of the few that did not know her attacker – which perhaps led to the increased (but justified) outrage.
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(Some of the) Things I have learnt from travelling around the world for the last two years
Two years ago, I finished my MBA, quit my job and left for a friend’s wedding in Ireland, via a month in Myanmar and a week in Sapa, Vietnam. Since then, I returned to Melbourne, found a job that allows me to travel, placed all my belongings into storage and headed off on an almost permanent journey. It has been a time of great enjoyment and freedom, but also, inevitably: loneliness, isolation and questioning. I think that my recent travels have changed me and, to an extent, changed the way that I look at life… so, I have been thinking: what are some of the things that have I learned from travelling for the last two years?
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11 Differences Between Travelling in 2007 and 2017, A List
In 2007, I became a fully initiated Australian by taking a gap year during my undergraduate degree and moving to Europe. I had $400, a credit card and the sort of confidence that you can only fake by being a middle-class 21-year-old who believes that these are the best days of her life. In 2017, I travelled the world as a digital nomad while working as Sales Director for memobottle. I had a regular income, a smartphone and a laptop and the sort of doubt you can only experience by being a thirty-something single woman who avoids logging on to social media lest another friend be celebrating an engagement, marriage or birth.Although I had travelled – solo and with partners and friends – during those 10 years, the differences between the bookends were stark. A list was in order. So here I bring you, the 11 Differences Between Travelling in 2007 and 2017, A List:
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Why do an MBA?
Ten reasons that you should not do an MBA vs three reasons you should
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Climbing Uluru and why it's a dick of a move.
n the early days of 2010 I travelled to Central Australia, a result of always being captivated by the Indigenous Dreamtime and Creation stories that my mum read to me as a child. I spent hours bumping along desert roads in a 4x4 with a soft-focus gaze out into the lonely bush, marvelling at its beauty and imagining its voice as it told the elders, so long ago, about Yeperenye and Mala. The three week trip from Adelaide to Darwin was beautiful and life-changing and epic and all of the words in the thesaurus. During this time, I found peace, culture, history and love, as well as a deep connection to this land; land that was not ours, yet we took it anyway.Perhaps because I have been there and witnessed the strength and beauty of Uluru, or perhaps because I have an empathetic streak that seems to elude the majority of our MPs, but regardless, I feel the need to add my voice to the rumble against climbing Uluru.
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