runtothehorizon

Life advice time. A friend of mine 'B' recently asked for advice on social media. She had recently bought a car under finance from the dealer and realized it was too small for her needs. She wanted to find out her options. Enter 'D', whom I don't know personally who had some advice including an insurance policy and some fire. Then we went from there. N.B. This is not an encouragement to commit a crime nor an endorsement of it, this is a person I don't know and I being assholes. My interjections and explanations are in bold. The exchange went like this: D: Go in to the middle of nowhere, like far far away. Burn your car. Wait till police come and say they found it as it was stolen. Me:  I like this guy and the way he thinks.   B: I really don't have the time to by burning cars and not having a car, I'll lose my job. D: Your ideas are more logical though Me:    I'm flying back soon enough, I'll do it for $50 and ...

As I was moving out of my current house, a convenient opportunity came up via my friend Hanah who I travelled in America with; her boyfriend needed a new housemate. I went over and met him and he turned out to be one of the coolest, most chilled out guys I've ever met. He said he played drums (which was kinda obvious as the loungeroom had a drum kit in it). When you meet people and they say 'yeah I'm in a band' the immediate thought that comes to mind is 'dammit...they're going to make me listen to their crappy music'. It turns out they were not crappy at all. Check them out: http://www.thomlion.com/ Before I signed the lease, he pulled me aside and this exchange happened: T: Hey man, we got this lease super cheap because I don't think anyone else wanted to rent the place.' Me: WHY? This place is amazing! This was a 5 minute walk down the road from our house: RAD. Also; awesome fishing. T: Well...a thing happened with the last owner. She wa...

I arrived in Vegas and had only let my ex-tour guide know that I was coming. Half of the trip had left in Seattle and the rest were finishing in Vegas. Having gotten help from the best doctor on the planet, I was well enough to fly and surprise my friends. This story won't have photos, because I was either having too much fun or too inebriated to take them. I had been prescribed some fairly serious painkillers (Oxycontin for those familiar with hurting themselves). So, I was not in the best state when I got off the plane. Instead of meddling with public transport, I got a cab and went to the hotel where my friends were staying. I had no idea which room 'Tim' was staying in but I had a solution: Flirt with the front desk lady who was in her mid 50's and get the room number from her. Somehow...it worked. Armed with the room number and making my way to that floor, I steeled myself for mayhem. I was not at all prepared for what was about to happen. Stories were told b...

In 2014 I broke up with a girl I was dating and I took it quite badly. My solution to this was as stupid as ever: go overseas for an extended amount of time (this will become a theme. As an adult, I am bad at being an adult). I didn't really have a plan, I just knew I needed an extended amount of time away from the familiar. I found tickets to America for a very cheap price, booked them and then went into my bosses office and asked for 17 weeks off under the premise that if I didn't get the time, I would simply leave. It worked. Six weeks later, I left Australia bound for more adventures. I had booked a tour for a bit over a week with a tour company , not really wanting to do a tour but needing to fill some time. Fortunately, I ended up with the best group of people on the planet. People who willingly participate in stuff like this: On the left is Tim, on the right is oldmate, the middle idiot is me. We are all wearing stuff we brought in a San Fransisco second hand st...

In 2011, I was dating a girl named Belle. As well as being a thoroughly loving and patient person (as one needs to be when you date me), she also had the (somewhat unfortunate when you date me) quality of throwing herself headlong into any sort of stupidity I suggested. To that end, we headed to New Zealand with the idea of travelling the country, doing awesome shit and me taking her hiking in a ludicrously beautiful part of the South Island named St Arnaud. Arriving in St Arnaud, we stayed a day and readied our gear. It was a relatively short hike; 3 days. Roughly 22km total but with a significant amount of uphill for someone who is not used to walking uphill with a big-ass backpack. We set off for the short first day in the rain, knowing fully that there were several river crossings that might be swollen (sorry for not telling you Belle...you looked scared enough) and we might have to turn back. So begins the hike that almost killed both of us a few times... each. The start looked...