Camberwell, Australia I spent the week exploring Melbourne.. well, apart from that one morning I got locked into the apartment by El.. I loved what it had to offer - the shops were quirky, the cafes were warm and inviting and the food was delicious! I swear, all I do is sit in cafes, drink … Continue reading Why you no husband?
Melbourne, Australia I was eager to make my way over to Melbourne, but I bided my time. The reason for this? The World Federation of Deaf convention would be taking place on the weekend of the 18th. For those who have never heard of it, let me explain. The World Federation of Deaf is a … Continue reading You can stand under my umbrella..
Sydney, Australia Still recoiling from Trousergate, I flew from Cairns to Gold Coast to meet Andrew the Aussie. I made my way over to the carousel to pick up my backpack, so I could start another new adventure! Ten minutes later, I was still at the carousel. Round and round it went, and still.. my … Continue reading Run Geoffrey, run!
Coolangatta, Australia It was time for me to spread my wings and fly away to Cairns. As I said my goodbyes to Rikki, I was instantly struck with the feeling of.. I don't know how to describe it, but maybe I was feeling a bit displaced..? I was truly on my own, but I knew … Continue reading Hi Maureen..
Hi. Can I join you? Cairns, Australia Cairns, Australia When Ellie-gate happened, Rikki decided to jump ship. I would be on my own. I thought it would be an excellent liberating experience - I could hear Yasmin singing in my head.. #And although the road is frightening, I'm gonna make it on my own.# … Continue reading Hi. Can I join you?
Wolf Creek... Pinjarra, Australia Pinjarra, Australia So, I landed in Perth on the Friday morning. As we queued up at border patrol, every single episode of Border Patrol came flashing through my mind. 'Do I have rice in my bag? No. Have I been anywhere near freshwater in the last 30 days? No. Do … Continue reading Wolf Creek…
And so it begins.. London, United Kingdom London, United Kingdom Well, where do I start? I've always had a desire to travel the world.. I suppose you could call me a hobo. 'hobo; hobo is an itinerant worker, a career which sprang up during the depression. A hobo, unlike a bum or a tramp, … Continue reading And so it begins..