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The night some dirtbag stole our camper trailer

Jared and I woke to a frantic knock on the bedroom door at 6:30am the morning after Melbourne Cup. “Your trailer’s gone.” Stunned, we roused ourselves. I had heard what his cousin said, but I didn’t believe it until I went outside. There was the car, parked right in front of the house, but behind […]

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What I Learned from Housesitting for the First Time

There was a moment in the middle of our housesit, after the dogs got into the rat poison, one of the cows escaped, and a mouse fell victim to an unbaited trap in the kitchen, when I wondered if we’d taken on too much. What I’d initially pictured when we signed up to Aussie House […]

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What to expect from your Working Holiday Visa

First, a caveat: I make no promises. Everyone’s experience with a working holiday visa will be different. It depends on you, of course. This post was born because I’m in a pensive mood; Facebook informed me today that Lateral Movements is now 4 years old. (Fun fact: it was born as Blogabout Europe in 2008 […]

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Learning to Dance Like Nobody’s Watching

Toward the end of sixth grade I transitioned from my cat phase and stumbled awkwardly into adolescence. I started to care what I looked like, and spent too long in front of the mirror shellacking down every last strand of frizz. Frizz maintenance required constant trips to the bathroom, including an obligatory stop right after […]

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What to Do When You Don’t Have a Dream

Stop me if you’ve heard this one: “If your dreams don’t scare you, they aren’t big enough.” It’s sort of assumed that we all have dreams. Big Dreams. Lofty Dreams. Impossible Dreams. But we’re supposed to dream them anyway. Shed those conventions! Trounce on those naysayers! After all, the future belongs to those of us […]

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A Typical Weekend in San Telmo, Buenos Aires

Jared and I are creatures of habit. I wish I could say that we’re spontaneous, all the time, but the truth is, we’re not. These six weeks in San Telmo have been a period of transition; kind of like being in limbo. In order to give ourselves some sort of anchor or feeling of purpose, […]

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