The richest place on earth… As anniversary celebrations for the #DrReenAbroad travel and lifestyle blog launch a year ago wind down, I have been thinking back to the macabre but poignant thought that started me on this journey: ‘The richest place on earth is the cemetary. For in it lies all the lost geniuses, scientists,
Suddenly my 20’s revved into overdrive and I’m sitting here now, 28 years young. I can feel youth’s grip loosening but, surprisingly, that doesn’t worry me because in it’s place is a quiet maturity and time is the curator.
Here’s to looking back at the lessons I’ve learnt in my 28 years of trying to find a foothold in this world!
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Catch up with my recent adventures in Iceland with my latest photo-blog!
Church services. Deafening fireworks. Gorgeous sparklers waved that bit too close to ones face for comfort. Ending the countdown in a massive group hug with the closest warm bodies (human or animal) to you. I love the climatic element in the run up to New Year’s Day. The air is almost heavy-ladened with feverish anticipation;
Medical School is an experience unparalled with no other. Having made it through to the other side, I can now look back without PTSD fondly on those 6 crazy years of my life and offer 20 anecdotal (but painfully true) steep learning curves I encountered during my training as a medical student. And so, in no
An open page.
A blank expanse awaiting the dance of a pen across its off-white offerings.