Bad-Good Things Come In 3’s?

I am mid-training to be a Mountain Leader (I have to say “I’m almost a qualified guide” doesn’t really role off the tongue…), and if there’s one way to accelerate your rate of learning it is to go out on the mountain by yourself. With no-one to correct your mistakes as you go along, you…

Australia to Österreich

Despite what I may have stated with a fair amount of conviction in the past (mutterings along the lines of going to New Zealand and such), I decided to stay in the Northern Hemisphere for a while – jetting off to the other side of the world so soon seemed mad, especially when Europe is…

From Melbourne back to Perth, because West is best.

Distance driven: 5,421 km Total number of days on the road: 18 A couple of months ago, as I was sitting in the back of the car clutching some bathroom tile samples during an excursion on my workaway placement (see previous chatterings), I was struck by a sudden and overwhelming urge to return to Western Australia….

Some sun. A lot of sea. Much sand. No suspicious parents.

Yellow, me again! I figured it was time for a catch-up and what not, and I’m sure you’ve all been dying to know what car I have now. Well, good news! For Mr Purple is still with me (*touch wood a few times*), and the worst thing that has happened is that I flooded his…

Lanckeld, Duncashire, Ausland, Engalia. 

As I steamed out of the city into the Victorian bush I left Melbourne behind in a cloud of black smoke. During my not entirely unslow journey, I was overtaken by tractors, road trains, the elderly, cement mixers and the like. NO WORRIES, for I was having dejavu after dejavu of bonny Lancashire. Green rolling hills,…

Nothing Rhymes with Melbourne

When I started writing these blogs I thought they would be to tell the tales of my travels and adventures, but instead it has seemingly turned into an automotive journal. If there is one thing that I am apparently going to take away from Australia; it’s a thoroughly developed knowledge of automobiles. Back in Darwin, Dave…

The Darwin Dream

Waking up two weeks into my Bali trip, I made the mistake of checking my bank account. I balked (and cried a little in panic), then hastily fled Indonesia; making a premature exit from paradise in order to return to Darwin, and work. I took with me high hopes and many dreams of abundant job…

Bali Belly Elly & The Lazy Oaf

Chapter 2 and the saga continues. Hold onto your hats… Exhausted from 6 weeks on the road, sleeping in gravel pits and battling mosquitos, Dave and I booked a holiday (from our working holiday) to go to Bali, where we met a bunch of our friends from our hostel back in Perth. Very excited for…

No worries, No dramas: From Perth to Darwin

So here it is – the long-awaited blog post! (Overdue by about three months… SORRY!) I feel like I’ve been away for a year already, so action packed has the past three months been. After arriving in Perth on February the sixteenth, I settled down into hostel life in Cottesloe quite comfortably. I  found that…