What’s it is Like to be Interviewed on the ABC? (VIDEO)

You may have missed it but last night I was interviewed on a prime-time news and current affairs show, 7:30 on the ABC.  As you loved my detailed experience on how I went on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, I thought you’d might like to know the process in what it’s like to be interviewed by a professional.


My Networks are Finally Paying Off


People often question me as to why I have so many Facebook friends and surely I can’t know them all.  At last count, I have 2,626 (probably fewer as people read this sentence) and I have met most of these people.  There are many friends on facebook whom I don’t talk to anymore and some I haven’t met in real life but I choose not to delete them unless they annoy me.


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Aziz Ansari, the Aftermath and Reframing Your Own Story

The following post has sexual content in it by its very subject matter.  Reader beware.  If you are my mum or other family or family friends, you don’t have to read this post.


So I shared a post on Facebook about the shenanigans of Aziz Ansari on Tuesday and it totally blew up.  So I thought I would write a blog post about it.


The Background


I’m not going to go into all the details and semantics about it but you can read the whole post here.  Basically this girl, we know as “Grace”, meets Aziz at the Emmy’s after-party in September and at first, he brushes her off and then they end up exchanging numbers.


She then has high expectations and they go on a date, first meeting up at his apartment for a glass of wine and then off to a restaurant on a boat (pretty damn stylish if you ask me).  After what seems to her as a rushed dinner experience, they go back to his place and he starts to get handsy and kisses her in a grotesque manner.  She pulls away.  He pushes for sex.  She want’s to go slow.  He goes down on her.  She goes down on him.  She feels pressured.  He pulls back before trying again.


(Side note: I once got kicked out of someone’s place for hesitating before going down on them)


Anyway, the blow-by-blow details are written in the original post and suffice to say it is understandable to see why she was/is upset.


Now, this happened all in September.  The reason why the general public knows about it is that she saw Aziz on TV at the Golden Globes wearing a #TimesUp pin.  She felt the need to point out that he was a hypocrite or a wolf in sheep’s clothing by going to the media with her story.




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3 Cities I Would Go Back To (with photos!)

In my five months of travels, I went to 28 towns and cities (including islands, Pulau Sibu and Gili Trawangan)*.  But here are the three cities worth revisiting and they aren’t what you’d expect.


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3. Jakarta, Indonesia

With a population of over 10 million people and 30 million in the Greater Jakarta region, Jakarta is not to be messed with.  While Jakarta has a lot of poverty, it’s dirty and the traffic is terrible, it has a lot of things to see (unlike Manila), there are new buildings between shanty towns and heritage buildings.  It has a thriving art scene where I saw a very bizarre Japanese play (thanks Melan) and transportation is very cheap with Gojek, Grab and Uber motorbike available in spades.  It’s so cheap that I often just used the food delivery instead of going out and battling with the traffic myself.


This could have easily been Bangkok, Singapore or Kuala Lumpur.  However, I have spent a lot more time in each of those cities and so Jakarta takes position number three.


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What I Learnt While Travelling

So I’m back in Australia after receiving a summer job (If you’re in Melbourne and want to hang out, let me know).  As my trip takes a break to raise some money before I inevitably go out again, I wanted to look at the things I learnt while travelling and if I actually achieved what I set out to do.


Before leaving I set myself four goals.  I wanted to meet people, collaborate and create, resolve issues about my late father and change jobs.  I achieved all these goals to various degrees.


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Stories of Old

My dad used to be a great storyteller, especially the stories of when he was in his youth.  It didn’t matter if they were exaggerated and they almost always were.  Here are a few of those stories


Learning about Women


Growing up in Aigaleo, Athens my dad was a street kid.  He’d often be playing in all sorts of places.  He told me that he used to play in the ruins of the Acropolis.  He was well known throughout his community and would make friends with everyone.  He would often visit the local brothel and make friends with the women who would look after him from time to time.  One time whilst talking to the courtesan a John paid a visit to the brothel.  As there was no one else around to look after little Andreas he got put in the wardrobe.  There he found a primary source to aid him in his sexual education through the cracks of the shutters.

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What It Means to be Greek

The other day my friend in Bangkok asked, “What are you?  Australian? Greek?”


To which I replied, “I am both Australian and Greek.  I am a citizen of both countries, but I don’t really associate with the Greek-Australians from Melbourne nor the Greeks in Greece”


“So you’re a third culture kid?


“No, that’s not quite right.”


It’s a little more complicated than that.  To understand why you need dive into my family history.


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Dad’s Life with Mental Illness

I’ve been struggling all day to write this post.  In fact I’ve been struggling all year to express myself.  You see a year ago to the day my baba died from terminal brain cancer and although I mention that part of the reason for this trip is to deal with the death, I haven’t really done any reflection or acknowledgment.  I am aware that these emotions may come out in undesirable ways in the future and if I don’t deal with them I may be setting myself up for a bigger fall.


A brief overview


My Baba was born in 1951 in Thessaloniki, Greece.  He moved to Athens when he was six after his parents got divorced.  He started working as a painter when he was 14.  My dad came over to Australia from Greece in 1977 when he was 24 because he married my mum (a Greek-Australian).  My dad in the 80’s and 90’s had his own painting and decorating business that had its good times and bad times.  I was born in 1988 and along with my two older brothers, we had a happy upbringing.


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Halfway Gone and Halfway To Go

Today marks the halfway mark of my 6-7 (originally 6-12) month journey.  So let’s go through some of the highlights and statistics of my trip.


First, let’s start with the most important one, how much money have I spent?  It’s kind of a complicated answer but in short, I’ve spent approximately $950 (AUD) a month excluding initial flight ($200) and travel insurance ($400 for 7 months).  The way I’ve calculated this number is quite inaccurate as I haven’t been diligent enough to keep a spreadsheet.  I started by calculating $12000 minus the remaining balance in my Asia 10k Target account and then I added the $800 I have in cash and added $1000 from my ING Everyday Account (good for transactions inside and outside Australia).  I took that number and divided it by 3.5 months.


That number doesn’t include the $5000 in baht that I have in my wallet and the amount also doesn’t include any other money in other accounts that I may have used for various reasons but on the whole, I’d say it’s a pretty fair representation of what I have spent (this includes my credit card).


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Inspiring You To Do Your Thing

It’s been a wild ride the past 4 days in Bangkok, hell the past 3 months traveling.  Today’s post isn’t going to be about the past 3 months and what milestones I’ve achieved (hello 100 posts!).  Today’s post is going to be about Lia, my first official fan.


Lia was searching for some sports apparel online when she typed in Nike’s slogan, “Just Do It”.  It just so happens that I have the same blog post title and apparently I have been ranking on google for that search term.  So she found my blog and realised that I was in Indonesia.  She also saw that I’m a Couchsurfer.  So she jumped on Couchsurfing Hangouts and saw that I was in Bandung (her home city).  She then went a step further and sent me a message asking to meet up and we met the next day over some food.


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