The car has been packed well and tight, given we are doing a mix of camping and accommodation, we’ve got a fair bit of stuff, including a fridge which has been the best thing when you need a cold cider after a long hike. But we didn’t know packing until we were joined by Ryan,... Continue Reading →
We’ve developed a set of wildlife hand signals while hiking, very important, we’re basically SAS out here in the Tasmanian bush. Given we are clocking two near misses a week with snakes the fear is real. When Rouge One Chief Commander Adam (I’ve honestly told him I won’t call him that anymore, but he does... Continue Reading →
If ever the question arises of why Tasmania is so wild, untouched, green, clean and stunning a good response would be that over 40% of this little island state is national park or reserve. 20% of it is World Heritage Listed by UNESCO, which doesn’t come easily. In 1982, the Western Tasmanian Wilderness National Parks... Continue Reading →
We’ve been playing the Qantas points game pretty hard for the last two years, buying the items needed to clock as many points as we can for the holiday in our future. We’ve played hard enough that our stay at Peppers in Cradle Mountain is completely on points, along with some others during the trip,... Continue Reading →
Tasmania is cute, full of ‘wascally wombats’ and tiny bright blue superior wrens, cute llamas and calves grazing quietly on the rolling green hills overlooking the ocean, and tiny pademelon's hopping along. They also call us “Mainlanders”, cute. Then they upped the cuteness by calling a whole town Penguin. People live in a place called... Continue Reading →
I’m a summer person, I love the heat, I love Australia in the summer. I’ve never really understood why people could be so passionate about autumn or fall. Everything starts to go quiet, no more swimming or daylight savings. Pumpkin-spiced lattes and misty cold mornings, not for me. But I get it now. The colours,... Continue Reading →
It’s been a loooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg time in the making, but I’m finally in Italy. When I was in year two at school, eight years old, we had a teacher who loved to play guitar and sing, so to help us remember the things we were being taught we would write songs. I think he secretly wanted... Continue Reading →
Seville, on the river Guadalquivir, was once the main port for ships travelling to and from Spanish America (The New World). To control customs and stop pirates who often plagued the seas around the southern Spanish coast, the ships would sail up the river to Seville. It wasn’t until the invention of canons and guns... Continue Reading →
Something magical happened in my second week in Spain, hard to believe I’m sure, but I had a friend to travel with, a real friend…not just a dog named Trevor or an overly protective cartoon starfish, but an actual human friend! Reading the rest of Nudging Wisdom may lead you to believe I’m a loser... Continue Reading →
Hola! I’ve ended up in Spain, totally unplanned, unprepared for and amazing. I picked up a car in Barcelona and felt like a week in the Spanish countryside, because, why not. Booked an Airbnb in a town on top of a hill in the lower Pyrenees area of Catalonia and set off driving on the... Continue Reading →
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