Keira Antonia
Twenty. South London. Currently elsewhere. Travel dispatches with the filter off — the delays, the dodgy hostels, the bits nobody posts. Warm underneath, but you'll have to dig.
Three ways to read her.
Same voice, three formats. Pick whichever suits your attention span. No judgement. Some judgement.
Long-form video diaries from wherever I've ended up. Filmed on whatever battery my phone had left. Feelings included, whether you asked or not.
02 The PostmarkDaily-ish stories and reels. The queue content. The "why is this train station like this" content. Short, sharp, occasionally unhinged.
03 The Air MailA monthly letter to your inbox. One trip, one photo, one thing that went wrong, one thing I'd do again. Written like I'm texting my mum.
“I don't do hidden gems or sunrise yoga on a cliff. I do what it actually cost, what actually went wrong, and whether it was actually worth it.”
Get on the print run.
The Air Mail lands once a month: one trip, one photo, one thing that went wrong, one thing I'd do again. Shorter than everyone else's newsletter and twice as honest. Unsubscribe whenever, no guilt trip — I get enough of those at actual airports.
issue 001 is the collector's item, obviously x