"Laughter is the best medicine, and it costs nothing... You've got to have a laugh haven't you." I am back here, where I have been so many times to write these posts. Sat in the back of this dimly lit and familiar coffee shop; cosy not dreary, and bursting with life. There is a table … Continue reading Little pockets of Joy.
Vegan, bisexual, female, artist. I am more than a little intense sometimes, with my views of the world and how it would be better if people would just practise a little more empathy. I know, it's inconvenient for you to listen, but I repeat myself far too often because I'm simply not getting through. But … Continue reading ‘Are We Done Yet?’
When you come to Australia on a working holiday visa (Subclass 417), it is expected that you do 88 days of regional work, farm work or fruit picking, in order to get signed off for a second year to continue working and travelling in Australia.
First of all (I know I shouldn't bitch about it really) we were lied to about this mill being able to sign off my second year visa, so I wasted 88 days of my short time in this country being treated like an idiot doing boring manual labour in the middle of nowhere, for no … Continue reading Put Dingo Saw Mill on Your Blacklist and Drive Away.
We sit for hours along the highway, listening to You Me At Six battling against the sound of the engine and the rush of the wind through the windows. This new country is build on the shores of a wasteland, and we're riding up the explorers highway, serial eating Ritz crackers and watching the eagles fly overhead and the crows and vultures feast on the roadkill.
Dingos and dollars, and "Truth?!" and bucks and she'll be 'right" and "your accent stands out here kid" and things are starting to feel very Australian. Since I left Melbourne I've been thinking pretty negatively about Australia working holidays, and frustrated at my experience being outweighed by people truly experiencing the wonders this country has … Continue reading Why I loved to be in Australia.
Something I have learned over the last year, that has finally been drilled into my head, is that the world owes you absolutely nothing.