Live your life, love the life you live.....the beginning of a journey.

Sydney, arguably one of the most beautiful cities in the world.

Sydney, arguably one of the most beautiful cities in the world.

Live your life, love the life you live.....these are words of which I now try to live my life by. Two years ago in Sydney, Australia I found myself relatively unhappy and somewhat frustrated with the life I was living. On paper it was a good life. I lived next door to the beautiful Manly beach on the Northern beaches of Sydney, I had a good albeit at times frustrating job, good friends, an apartment along with many material things that I cared little about. I was comfortable but not overly happy and I couldn't quite put my figure on why.

While I had a good comfortable life I felt like I was doing the exact same thing everyday that I had been doing for the past ten years. It felt like I was just going through the motions and not really living my life. When I looked around me I saw many people working in jobs they didn't particularly like often to buy things they didn't really need or could barely afford. I did not want to look back at my life many years from now and see that I had wasted the prime of it in the pursuit of nothingness. I wanted my life back and wanted to experience and feel the once familiar but long lost sense of adventure through my veins once again.

I was desperate to step out of my comfortable life and step into a new life of fresh and unfamiliar challenges and experiences. To encounter new countries, cultures, people, languages and discover new surf destinations. I was desperate to travel...but to where? I had always had a strong desire to visit the Latin Americas but I had always been hesitant to travel there alone due to language barriers and perceived high crime rates but now the time had come to overcome these fears. [Continued below]

A typical day in the office at my Sydney local, I have to admit it was hard to leave waves like this behind.

A typical day in the office at my Sydney local, I have to admit it was hard to leave waves like this behind.

Sydney Slab

While searching the internet for potential destinations I randomly stumbled across the website of a Mexican surf based children's charity called Mision Mexico deep in the Southern state of Chiapas right on the border of Guatemala. Mision Mexico is a refuge for abused, abandoned and homeless children in the border town of Tapachula and was setup by an Australian couple Alan and Pam Skuse over fifteen years ago. What is truly unique about this refugee is that while providing a home and education for over 250 children over the years they also give the children the gift of surfing by taking 32 children to the beach every weekend. The power of surfing, this was something that I could really relate to. From personal experience I know what a strong positive and often life changing impact surfing can have on ones life especially at such a young age and the more I read about what they were doing at Mission Mexico the more I felt drawn to it.

So after months of procrastination I eventually bit the bullet and made to big call to start living my life again. I sold all of my belongings, resigned from my job, uprooted and traveled to Mexico to start my journey through the Central and South Americas by volunteering at Mision Mexico. Through this blog I plan to detail my travels and experiences as well as my surf photography so in essence this blog will be a mix of surf, travel and culture.....so join me and follow my journey.

If you are interested in volunteering, donating or would like more information on Mision Mexico please visit their website www.lovelifehope.com

Manly mornings. Admittedly life in Sydney wasn't to bad but I needed something new.

Manly mornings. Admittedly life in Sydney wasn't to bad but I needed something new.

Sundown on my time in Sydney.

Sundown on my time in Sydney.