^^ This is Papua New Guinea, where I grew up. I am often asked where and what it is, so I have created a geographical primer to dispel all future confusion.
Big news, everyone: I've decided to start a podcast. Yes, you will be able to hear my weirdly low voice and manly laugh on the reg. While I listen to podcasts literally every day (see my post on the subject), I've yet to delve into the foray of broadcasting myself. But if there's one thing I know, it's that I love to travel. And I know a lot of people who have lived overseas and love airplanes as much as I do. So it would be a waste not to milk those friendships for all they're worth, right?
That's why I created "Pop Cartography" — it's an opportunity to pick my friends' brains and meet them at that crossover between their cultural experiences and mine. I learned so much from the people I grew up with, and I want to share their wisdom. My goal is for the show to be really laid-back, conversational and (most importantly) funny, so don't immediately knock it if you think "podcast" is a dirty word.
My pilot episode is with best friend/all-around cool gal/Swedish goddess/professional jam maker Elin Engkvist Wyller. I've known Elin since we were tikes, when she regularly wore culottes and her favourite purple "Lion King" t-shirt, which featured Nala and Simba in a heart on the front. I usually wore my pink Barbie shorts or Osh Kosh B'Gosh short overalls — shorteralls?Read More
1. There is a thing known as salad cream, and it is basically mayonnaise. It is always put on the table in addition to mayonnaise. The Irish are all about their mayonnaise. Good thing I like mayonnaise. Not.
2. There are fields everywhere. And in those fields, there are sheep. I am quite sure I saw more sheep than people in Ireland. They are also spray painted, sometimes three different colours, in order to be identified by their owners.
3. Marshmallows are referred to simply as “mallows,” and are smaller, multi-coloured, and more delicious than in America.
4. Wellies are rain boots. I referred to them as “galoshes” and Susan laughed at me.Read More