Trekking to Laguna Rajucolta from Macashca

June 27, 2019

Beyond the comfort zone: Rock climbing at Los Olivos

APRIL 23, 2019

The stunning blue waters of Laguna Parón

June 13, 2019

The shorty in New Zealand

 

Hey,
I’m Ronna.

Here are three things about me that should give you some context: I’m a Kiwi, living in Peru, and I probably have an unhealthy obsession with pizza. Oh, and mountains.
And lakes. And probably a lot of other things too. Here, I hike, eat pizza and repeat.

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Conquering my fear of heights one rock face
at a time

June 29, 2019

JULY 09, 2019: If like me, you’re single and in your thirties, you’ll probably relate. I go through a cycle where I’m super comfortable about where I’m at in life - I do what I want, I’m going out and having fun and just doing me. Then, I meet someone who either makes me rethink this whole being single thing, or it reminds exactly why I like being single.

People usually take their gap year after high school, but what happens when you get to your thirties and you feel like you’re on a raft in the middle of the ocean without a paddle? That’s why I decided to take a gap year. Sure, it isn’t the most adulting decision ever, but that space, time and permission to start over and get to know the real me again has been a real game changer. I’ve made some incredible connections and taken up new hobbies that I never thought I would, like rock climbing.

Taking a gap year in my thirties is not like a holiday, that’s the mindset I had to adapt. I knew that if I worked, I could live in Peru for at least a year. I had no plans of spending my days lying on a tropical beach somewhere - my gap year had a purpose, even if that purpose has changed somewhat throughout the months I’ve lived here. This wasn’t about taking a break from my ‘real’ life, everything that happened this year has shaped who I’ve become, as much as the memories I made in New Zealand.

Leaving this beautiful country has finally become real in the last two weeks. I thought a lot about the connections I've made so far, you know the kind that teach you, grow you and especially the ones who help you to look at love in a new perspective. Living away from New Zealand and what has been my home for over a quarter of a century showed me how much growing up I had to do. Not just in life, but also when it came to love. You see, as much as I resisted it, I did meet someone. Actually, we both resisted it. READ MORE