I started a YouTube Channel

So, I’ve done something a little out of character and kind of crazy… I’ve actually filmed, edited and posted a video to my YouTube account. Honestly, it’s not the best however, my friends and I went on a small road trip and I thought why not film it? If you’re interested in small time youtubers, travel style vlogs or are considering travelling through Australia you might want to check out my video

As always, I would love to know what you think and if you have any advice let me know in the comments!

Four books that will make you Cry

It seems pretty weird recommending books that make you cry. Buuuut, I’ll be honest sometimes it’s exactly what you need and want. Now, my disclaimer for this post is that each of these books actually made me cry. Like, proper tears. So maybe don’t read these in public.


Breathing Under Water, Sophie Hardcastle

Just by reading the blurb you can form an idea of what the book’s going to be about. I mean there’s twins involved and foreshadowing of doom. There were a few things I really loved about this book though. Firstly it’s set in Australia, which makes the story feel that bit more relatable to me. Secondly, I love anything and everything to do with surf culture, beach culture and the ocean. That’s what originally made me pick up the book. However, what I think really makes this book stand out is Hardcastle’s portrayal of grief. It’s raw and it’s real.

If I stay, Gayle Forman

Firstly, this was the first book that ever made me cry. The blurb on goodreads doesn’t give too much away so I’ll try the same. The books main character is named Mia and one day Mia’s family goes for a drive and there’s an accident. Essentially, the story is focused on Mia’s out of body experience where she is trying to choose whether to live or die. This book becomes even more heartbreaking when you realise Gayle Forman’s inspiration for this book comes from a family she once knew.

All the Bright Places, Jennifer Niven 

In All the Bright Places, Jennifer Niven has done an excellent job of writing about mental illness. As I was reading the reviews of goodreads I noticed a lot of people thought the book was too similar to The Fault in our Stars. You know, two teens meet, fall in love, sadness ensues. However, I would argue they are two very different stories. While yes, they fall in love and sadness ensues, Niven has explained both characters different point of views. You can start to understand how it must feel to be overcome with mental illness, such as depression. Most importantly though, Niven has written about how the  decisions we make will impact family and friends. Because, unfortunately, not every story has a happy ending.

I was Here, Gayle Forman

This book is about two best friends from two different worlds. As the blurb mentions Meg commits suicide and Cody is left wondering why her best friend would do such a thing. This book documents how the people left behind, although they may not understand, are forced to make peace. The main message I got from this book was that it doesn’t matter how close you are to someone, you can never really know what they’re feeling inside.

Things I would tell my 16yo self

Sometimes, I find myself thinking about all the things I wish I knew, or, did differently when I was about 16 years old. So, here’s a list of them. But first let’s start with a comparison. Here’s a photo of me now:IMG_0380

and below is a photo of me aged 16 at my school formal: She may look similar but she’s a completely different gal to the one in the top pic. You can just tell, she’s so naive about the world. Here’s the shit I wish I had of known.

  1. 16yoMeformal School is so easy. Yes, it’s so boring and it’s the same routine for an entire year but, damn, a 6 hour day with 2 lunches is bliss.
  2. Please stop doing cheerleading. Honestly, you’re not very good at it. You’re much better at more traditional sports like netball and soccer.
  3. For the love of God, pleeeeaseeee start saving your money. Seriously, at the least just save up enough to buy a decent car.
  4. Which reminds me, yes, mum’s crazy when you’re learning to drive but just get your license ASAP.
  5. Dump that twit of a boyfriend, he aint worth the time.
  6. Start practicing make up now. It’s a lot easier to experiment and make mistakes with your make up as a kid opposed to a young adult.
  7. Start the YouTube channel. You’re 22 and you still haven’t done it.
  8. This is a big one. TAKE A GAP YEAR. Yes, you feel like the right step after school is to go to university but do not do it. Rachel, you don’t want to be a nurse.
  9. Please stop feeling like you don’t fit in. Most of it is in your head and you’ll meet a lot more people outside of school. They’ll get you.


I think that’s just about it. What kind of things would you tell yourself if you had the chance?

Magnetic Island, Australia

For those of you who don’t know, I’m from a town in North Queensland named Townsville. It’s a 4 hour drive south of Cairns and isn’t too well known on the tourism map. You’ll often hear of tourist driving straight through Townsville en route to either Cairns or Brisbane. However, those people probably don’t know about Magnetic Island. Affectionately called ‘Maggie’ or ‘the island’ by the locals. Only a 20 minute ferry ride away and you’re on island time surrounded by picturesque scenes and beautiful beaches. Surprisingly though in my whole 22 years of living in Townsville I can count the amount of times I’ve visited Magnetic Island on my hands. So I made it my mission to visit the Island as many times as possible this year. I’m up to a total of 3 trips so far and decided I would share some of my piccies with you guys. Enjoooooy and if you have any questions don’t be afraid to ask











Let’s Talk: My Decision to go back to University

This has taken me a while to write, simply because I didn’t know where to start and how not to sound like a bit of a Debbie downer. So, basically, I’m just going to type it out like I would as if I was speaking to you guys and edit it a bit when it’s done.

After I graduated from school I went straight to University to study nursing, my first year was 2014. I enjoyed the course but I was a terrible student. I would procrastinate like you can’t even believe. Because of that I had to repeat two first year subjects the following year. I also learnt from my practical experience placements that although I loved learning about it I didn’t like the job. So, I tried to finish my second year, but I really had no passion at all, which is funny because that’s when I learnt what study and assignment techniques worked for me and I started passing with pretty good grades. But anyway, I dropped out and I had no idea what I wanted to do. None. So I worked full time.

Working full time was alright for the first few months. It was the first time I’d had proper Saturday/Sunday weekends for 3/4 years, which was cool. Having a good, steady income was cool too. The same thing 5 days a week, every week with no break in sight killed me. It was the same thing I hated in high school. The same routine, every week for a whole year. It’s funny because there was a point where I thought I could be happy working full time in retail or an office job if I would be able to travel or have a family. Except then, I started getting depressed. (Not clinically depressed, but I was on a downwards spiral). All of a sudden I couldn’t wake up in the morning, I was getting mad at people for nothing. I started going out drinking more than I normally would. To make matters worse my relationship felt like it was getting hit with the brunt of that. So I started looking into degrees I might like. I thought about midwifery, because it’s something I’ve always loved learning about, but it’s too similar to nursing. I thought about marine biology, another topic I was really interested in when I was younger, and I thought about primary education.

It took me months to finally decide that 1. I did want to go back to uni and 2. primary education was what I wanted to study. I would seriously make a decision and then I would talk myself out of it. Just over and over again. Then it took me a while to actually apply and then when I did get accepted I started freaking out again. To be honest, I’m still freaking out but I’m just taking one day at a time. So, now I’m back at uni at the age of 22 feeling like I’m 18 again but a whole lot more focused this time round (thank god).


Have gone back to uni or started uni a little later in your life? Let me know how you went, I’d love to hear your stories

My top 3 Favourite Travel Blogs

As you may have gathered from my blog, I like to travel. So, I thought it might be fun to share with you guys the blogs I gain inspiration from.


1 . World of Wanderlust

World of Wanderlust was actually one of the first blogs I ever followed. Brooke is an Australian from Tasmania and is a massive advocate for solo travelling. You’ll find major travel inspo matched with easy to read posts and beautiful photography on her site. Plus she’s extremely relatable and down to Earth. I literally recommend her blog to everyone.

2. Flying the Nest

There’s a few things I love about these guys. They love sharing tips on how they edit, they’re a cute couple from Australia, their photography is bloody amazing and they’re massive advocates for volunteering abroad. Which makes for really interesting reads and a lot of inspiration. Also, as an added bonus, they had the most beautiful wedding in Greece. So, if you’re interested in volunteering and destination weddings (or just love love), this is definitely the blog for you to check out.

3. Travelettes

Travelettes is a blog written by a group of female travellers sharing their stories and tips. They’ve got posts on luxurious travel,  adventure travel, tips on travelling to the country side, the beach, the city, solo travelling and how to reduce your environmental impact while travelling. That’s just to name a few, they’ve got just about everything.  If you’re in the process of planning a trip this blog is definitely worth a read.

Do you have any travel blogs you enjoy and would like to share? If so, please let me know in the comments I’d love to check them out

What They Don’t Tell You About Moving Out

I moved out of my parents home when I was 20 years old. I was beyond excited. I think most women look forward to picking furniture and styling their own home. Which, seriously it’s fun but I don’t think I fully understood what moving out was all about. And, I don’t think anyone can tell you about it, you just have to do it and get through the first few months. Or, in my case a bit longer. I’ll be honest, I struggled when I moved out. Like, bad and here’s the reasons why…

Routine is thrown out the window 

Whether you know it or not you’re in a routine. It’s kind of hard to explain because it’s not your routine you’re in, it’s your parents. And when you move out it’s gone. There’s no set dinner time, no one waking you up (my mum hates when we sleep in) and no one telling you to clean up. You just have to grow up and start your own routine.

It’s lonely

I’m not sure if everyone experiences this but this really sucked at first, and sometimes still does. My family is pretty close. Like, I hang out with my family for fun. So when I moved out and it was just my boyfriend and I, I would get pretty lonely. I wasn’t used to not having multiple people in the house to talk and hang out with.

It’s so so expensive

You know how everyone tells you moving out is expensive? They’re right. They’re so right that what ever amount you expect it to cost, double it. It often feels like you can’t quite get your head above water. You will get better at budgeting though, so that’s a plus.

Furniture shopping isn’t that fun

Actually shopping for furniture isn’t as fun as walking around the store looking at all the stuff you like. Mainly because you have to pay. And not only do you have to pay but it has to match the rest of the stuff in your house. Then you have to figure out a way to get it home. Which, sometimes, you have to pay more money for.


Really this only sucks for half the population. The half that don’t like cooking (me). This actually sucks, you don’t realise how much you take your parents cooking for granted until it’s gone. And, for those who don’t like cooking, when do you start liking it? Like I actually feel kind of sorry for my future kids


What do you guys think? Is there something you didn’t realise until you moved out?