Hey, I’m Madelaine. Avid reader. Story-collector. Blossoming photographer. Recovering hustle culture casualty turned full-time wanderer. 

Everyone says your thirties are so much better than your twenties (thank god – no one burst my bubble, I'm clinging to this reassurance). 

I turned 30 last year, planted my proverbial flag in the ground, and swore this next decade would be different.


So a month after my birthday, I moved out of my apartment, sold almost everything I own (except my books, which are my greatest treasures), and bought a one-way ticket to Europe.

Now, I'm on a quest to fall in love with life again. Travelling slowly, spending anywhere between 10 days to three months in a single place. Gentle immersion as a temporary local, rather than skimming the surface as a hurried tourist. Reconnecting to the joy of writing as expression and photography as art. Sharing stories of the people I meet along the way; the moments of kindness and connection that are restoring my faith in humanity (or our faith, now that you're here with me πŸ‘‹πŸΌ). And collecting moments that remind us of how much beauty there is in the world when that's what we choose to pay attention to.

I don't know what's in store (which is equal parts exhilarating and terrifying, eek!) but my intention is this: stay open to possibility, and trust that life will show me the way.


No more survival mode. No more relentless hustling in pursuit of goals I'm not even sure were mine to begin with. No more trying to force myself to fit into something I know is not aligned with who I want to be or what I want my life to look like.

I knew the freedom, adventure, and true aliveness I craved were out there in the world. 

A few of my favourite things

SEASON

WINTER (YES, REALLY ❄️)

FOOD

PIZZA OR GYOZAS

PICK ME UP

FACETIMING A FRIEND

VACAY
SPOT

SLOVENIAN ALPS

COCKTAIL
ORDER

JUST DISCOVERED A HUGO SPRITZ. 10/10.

JUST DISCOVERED A HUGO SPRITZ?!

BOOK/ SERIES

THRONE OF GLASS

NEVER
WITHOUT

MY CAMERA

AN ANTIDOTE to ADULTHOOD

I believe in delight as a form of devotion. Reverence as an act of rebellion. And travel as a tonic for the apathy of adulthood.

Tonic Travel is my antidote to the slow anaesthesia of growing up. A rejection of the lie we were sold that told us life gets smaller as you get older. That wonder and delight are for children. That enthusiasm and exuberance are weird. 

Hustle culture is a symptom. The deeper disease is disconnection. From ourselves, from each other, from presence, from nature, from soul-deep inspiration. We have forgotten what it feels like to delight in slowing down, to feel unbridled and unapologetic joy, to burn with a zeal for life that won't be satisfied by anything less than extraordinary.

My hope is that you leave here feeling a little more in love with the world. A little more in love with yourself. Reminded that the life you’re dreaming of is not too much to ask for, that there is more good in the world than your feed is willing to show you, and that wonder – real, unguarded, spine-tingling delight and wonder – is the whole fucking point of being alive. There is magic all around us. Let's go find it.

To birthdays being "just another day" and Christmas becoming synonymous with stress. To the belief that this relentless grind is "just how life is" and anyone who wants more is being unrealistic.


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