I started writing a short caption about this photograph, just as a quick post, but I found myself getting carried away with excitement at the thought of returning to this beautiful country. So here it is, my next adventure takes me back to Perth on the West Coast, back to paradise, where we watch the sun set over the ocean and dance on Scarborough beach to the sound of TripleJ’s finest…
I’ve had to sleep on the streets in Europe a few times during my travels. Well, I say “had to”, sometimes I’ve had to, sometimes I’ve chosen to. The chosen times have always been regretted afterwards, curled up using my backpack as a pillow and shivering against the cold, but I’m sure I’ll do it again, it’s all part of the adventure!
Lost in translation
Travelling through China was harder than I thought. I don’t know about anyone else out there but when I landed in Beijing I immediately felt very under-prepared, not having learned much Mandarin, and the few words that I had memorised were totally lost in translation. Thus I found it extremely difficult to communicate with the locals.
Listening to one of my favourite local Aussie artists, Hockey Dad, on this rainy Monday morning. You guys always put a smile on my face!