It's been many kilometres since my last last post back on the banks of the mighty Murray.
We've hit the west, I've been moonlighting as a sustainability trainer in Adelaide and Perth, we've blown a tyre in Broome, we've swam with whale sharks on the Ningaloo reef (more on that later) and we've finalised our plans for getting to South America (if not all the way to Colombia).
In the relative oasis that is Derby, WA, we've finally caught up with ourselves after a fairly frantic couple of months. On reflection, a few things have become obvious.
- I'm not temperamentally suited to a chronological blog.
- Access to power is one of the greater challenges of low cost travel in the digital age.
- Time passes fast - really fast - even when you are sitting still (like in a car, for example).
Before starting on this trip I was honestly concerned about my ability to manage all the 'free time' I anticipated on this trip. I packed crochet, just in case.
It doesn't work like that.
It works something like this.
To be fair, in the last few months work (and pseudo work, like managing our flat on Airbnb) has been a MUCH bigger slice of the pie. And I have a rant post pending on access to power in Broome.
All in all though it's been, and continues, to be one hell of a magical ride. About which I will blog in due time. Though not in due order.
