The concept of a “bucket list” never really made sense to me, I watched a movie once (titled “The Bucket List”…appropriate) about these old guys who blew their dosh on ticking things off a list. It’s only since I’ve left home to travel the wide world I’ve realised how many things I’ve planned and just how little time I have to achieve them. My bestfriend Jackson and I made a rough one before I left Oz and agreed to share our escapades from the other side of the world (via Skype). Things including: Swimming in a public fountain, running a half marathon, going to the airport and pretending to be foreign. Some were silly and others more serious, but none the less, these moments became/were to become our fondest memories. Countless Skype sessions of over-share led to many laughs and tears, though things we’d never regret. We used to always say to each…
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