The first time I ever went on an overseas trip was when I was three months old and I was leaving Auckland, NZ to move to my dads homeland – Penang Island, Malaysia. I lived there just shy of 12 years and in that time my childhood was filled with many amazing South-East Asian adventures. (more…)
I can’t remember exactly what I was doing when it happened but I can remember so vividly the way I felt when I heard a huge crash sound and Adam call out in pain as he fell to the ground.
I had just arrived back in Japan the day before after visiting my family in New Zealand and I still believe it was fate that brought me home in time to be by Adam’s side. (more…)