I cracked my eyes open. The early morning light was gently casting a soft glow over my dear friend Bela. Quietly, I unzipped the tent and slipped out into the middle of Lamington National Park, where we had set up camp the evening prior. The dappled sunlight was making its way through the trees onto our campsite. Sitting down on the cool earth, I took appraisal of my body. Yesterday we had walked 15miles with heavy 50lb packs on our backs. My body was sore, but happy. It was New Years Day, 2016.
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Today is Christmas Eve, in a few short hours the big man in the red suit will fly around the world delivering gifts to children everywhere, regardless if they are on the naughty or nice list; I speak from experience on this one. As this is my first Christmas living in New York City I’ve attempted to soak up as much of the Christmas spirit as possible, which is not hard with ice rinks and fairy lights popping up everywhere. After Thanksgiving this city turns into a magical, winter wonderland, with the finishing touch of snow hopefully coming on Christmas Day. There is a long, long list of the magical things to do in New York City during this time, and while I would have loved to have done them all, I also moved apartments this month (more on that later), so did a few that tickled my fancy. Continue reading