Slowing Down: from Kakadu to the Ghan to Uluru
The day I got on the Ghan in Darwin, I’d been having a rotten morning. I’d woken up at 4am to a shaking and rumbling. My first trained thought was, “Oh, god, an… Continue reading
The day I got on the Ghan in Darwin, I’d been having a rotten morning. I’d woken up at 4am to a shaking and rumbling. My first trained thought was, “Oh, god, an… Continue reading
As I write this, I am back on the train again and it feels almost as if I have come full circle. We’ve got the rad crew, the same ones we had on… Continue reading
You can tell a Californian when they start talking about medical marijuana; I’m listening to a kid near me at the hostel talk about the 25 max plants right now, and it occurs… Continue reading
The trip so far has been a nice mix of hostel and home: I’ve spent a fair portion of the time alone or with people I know at their houses; I’ve spent a… Continue reading