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Hey! I'm Barbara, a Jane-of-all-trades, all 'round wool-wench, human rights loving expat currently living in the Sydney area. I enjoy (among other things) hiking, rock climbing, dancing, and meeting new people. (You will notice that long walks on the beach is not included in this list. I'm not the biggest fan of sand between my toes. Yes I realise the futility of this given where I currently live - the land of beaches.)

Originally from Seattle, Washington (USA), I'm a travel and coffee junkie! (Seriously, I've lived in 5 countries, worked in 3, and need only to visit Hawaii before I can say I've been to every state in the USA.) I moved to Australia to pursue a dual Masters (International Relations/International Communications) found love in my personal and work life, and decided to stay. These days I can be found making crazy things with string, drinking lots of coffee, and helping raise my stepdaughter, affectionately known as Youngling.

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