A little while ago, Sarah from Yes and Yes asked to interview me about my WWOOFing experiences for a little e-book she was putting together. Little, huh! So proud to be part of this of this comprehensive career-crisis guide.
If you too are having a peak-out about your career/life-in-general, you may be interested in downloading the book. Behold, the appropriate link here.
I’m back in the real world, and I’m slowly re-learning a few things. People of the real world don’t talk about their poo all the time. People of the real world tend to keep their bodily functions to themselves.
Mum had grand plans for Our Last Family Holiday Together and collectively, between all five of us, we tried to make it work. Dad dried the cows off in time, Robbie got off work, and Mum readily supplied her credit card for swiping by her travel agent-wannabe; me. But things just had to get difficult.
Let the name speak for itself, eh? With a choice between The Original Jumping Crocs Cruise and The Spectacular Jumping Crocs Cruise we went not only for the one with the awesome name, but the one that was $5 cheaper and reccommended by Dave at the Window to the Wetlands Visitor Centre.
As alluded to last week, Bridget, Lyn and I spent five days camper-vanning around the top end of this grand country of ours. We set up in friend’s driveways in Darwin, drank gas cooker coffee within spitting distance of Florence Falls and were eaten alive by mozzies in Kakadu National Park. We swam in waterholes, picked up a foot infection from said waterholes (me - of course. A popped blister went septic pretty fast in the tropics! Nothing a round of anti-biotics couldn’t fix though). We saw rock art that looked just like a kangaroo tea towel and Bridget dropped a doughie on a real kangaroo’s head one early morning drive. We saw a little of Litchfield, a little of Kakadu and have a lot of motivation to come back and do it all again some day! To say that hiring a obnoxiously painted van was simply a fine experience of backpacking Australia is not enthusiastic enough.
Wicked camper-vanning through the Top End.
Considering I love examining (and subsequently tearing apart) other people’s packing lists, I thought it would only be appropriate to put mine up here for the killing. I’ve had fun packing this time around - I’ve learned heaps about what I actually need (vs. want to lug about!) after our RTW lat year. This trip is all about the hotness, and packing for warm weather is so much funner than packing for all conditions. The biggest challenge this time around is my aim to be fully-loike carry-on. Partly because I stuffed up my Darwin—>Melbourne leg and didn’t book for any luggage, and partly because I’m interested in seeing how difficult it would be to survive on less than 10kg=56cmx36cmx23cm.
Things that make me happy, #377: Nails that match my dress and my boots.
I must be a real blogger now that I’m posting outfit shots and my DIY leopard print nails. A proud day, a proud day…