Goodbye Van Morrison

Goodbye Van Morrison

Today is definitely my last in Rainbow Beach. I say this because I seem to be extending my visit here on a daily basis. I’ve enjoyed my time here but it’s nearly time to get Van Morrison back to Brisbane so he can perform for someone else. While I’d love to say it’s a...
Rainbow Beach

Rainbow Beach

I spend the evening in Van Morrison watching a bad movie on my tiny DVD screen. Having already watched my previous collection, which I’d picked up in Brisbane, I found a new collection at a DVD store outside of Caloundra. There wasn’t one movie in the...
A Day at the Races

A Day at the Races

After a day of working on the farm (okay, actually sight-seeing on the farm), I hop in the shower and Jeanette and I head into town. Tonight’s the night of the staff Christmas party for the school Jeanette teaches at. You know how summertime in the northern...
Animal Farm

Animal Farm

I awake this morning and hightail it out of Noosa (okay, it’s actually 10:00am before I get going, and though I blame the wait for an available shower in the hostel, my dawdling might be a contributing factor). Today I’m headed to farm-country. Thangool to...
Hostile Fowl

Hostile Fowl

Today is a much-needed beach day; but first, I need to find breakfast. The fabulous part about living in the parking lot of the Halse Lodge Backpackers Hostel  is that it’s right in town. No need to drive; in fact, they prefer that you don’t as they can’t guarantee...
Noosa Somewhere

Noosa Somewhere

I pack up this morning and walk over to the office to return their keys; for a campground, they sure do have a lot of keys. There’s one for the restrooms (nice to keep creepy, scary guys out), one for the front gate, and one for the electrical outlet in my...
Van Morrison

Van Morrison

I spend today taking care of business, with the first stop being the computer repair shop. They figure it will only take about an hour or so to repair it once the part arrives. Thelma’s husband (and Farmer Jane’s father) Mark drops me at the computer repair place and,...
A Big Drink

A Big Drink

After much fussing about, searching for CD’s (never to be found), I teach Janette about placing your iPod in a cup-holder for instant speakers the MacGyver way. We decide which one of us will be Thelma (Janette) and which is Louise (me, as I’m the...
Virgin Germs

Virgin Germs

And we’re off! It’s time for Brisbane and, after a less early morning than some flights (yet too early for me), I grab an Uber and head off to the airport. This is only my second Uber ride – the first being last week, from one AirBnB to another...
Yo-Ho-Ho and a Bottle of Rum

Yo-Ho-Ho and a Bottle of Rum

I’ve written before about my ritual for when the vote comes in. I drink a glass of a good single malt whiskey to toast my next location and new adventure. No scotch whisky for me today. Today’s celebratory drink is rum, which seems a bit more appropriate. While you...
AirBnB Careful

AirBnB Careful

When I arrive in Sydney, I’m happy to see that both my bags have also arrived. The host of the AirBnB which I’ve booked has listed options to get from the airport to his place which include: taxi (approximately AUD$50), train and bus combo, and airport...
Fore!

Fore!

It’s a bit of a lazy morning and, when the afternoon arrives, Farmer Jane and I venture out to enjoy some of the fresh air of Lord Howe Island. We head off on the easy Transit Hill hike which takes us through the jungle (yet actually on a trail and not through the...
Farmer Jane and Kongy

Farmer Jane and Kongy

It’s always strange seeing someone you’ve known in one set of surroundings, in a completely different scenario. As I mentioned I know Kira from my time onboard Disney Cruise Line, when we both wore white adjustable pants and gold stripes on our shoulders. This week...
Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin'

Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin'

Today, I say goodbye to Frank, The Dog (it’s now become his official full-name), and head out of Taupo. Frank’s parents are returning and, though I’m sure he wants me to stay, apparently this isn’t a permanent situation. So, after packing up the car, I drive north...
Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

It’s cold. I mean, it’s really cold. The heat pump I’ve been given for my room has stopped working. (It’s as if it threw its heating coils up in the air in defeat and said, “I give up. I’m tired of working so hard and I’m going to Bermuda.”) I’ve snagged one from one...
Lady and the Tramp

Lady and the Tramp

Having zipped away my morning in Rotorua (read Flight of the Jungle Bee), it would be a shame to drive the hour straight back to Taupo without exploring. They day is young and I’m, well, not that old. I ask my guide Dan about some hikes in the area and he recommends...
Flight of the Jungle Bee

Flight of the Jungle Bee

Today I head out of Auckland. I’ll be back, but I have to go meet another man. His name is Frank and he’s an older man. He’s sixty three-years old; well, in dog years. In people years he’s nine. He’s a white, furry terrier and I’ll...
War Memorials and Wineries

War Memorials and Wineries

Today, I hop on good ol’ bus #20 to head to the Auckland War Memorial Museum. I’m not positive of the best route, but I know the general direction I want to go in and I just love leaving time to get lost as that’s when I tend to find the best...
Wine, Women and Song

Wine, Women and Song

After a great day enjoying Auckland’s harbour area (look at me, all spelling it like a local), I arrive back at my AirBnB, hop in the shower and make myself pretty for a girls’ night out. Friends of mine in Canada have a friend here named Liz who they met...
To See the Sea in Auckland

To See the Sea in Auckland

After arriving in Auckland following what might be the worst road-trip I’ve experienced, I spend the next day in, catching up on work, checking out what fun things there might be to do in Auckland (remember, I don’t plan, so I haven’t researched), and...
Sleeping With the Enemy

Sleeping With the Enemy

After little sleep, I awake early this morning to sit and stare at the raindrops dotting Ludwig’s window. When Friday awakes, I let him know that I’d like to go back to Auckland. He he appears to accept this but says he doesn’t know whether we can make the drive back...
Māori and the Man

Māori and the Man

We awake this morning in a warm and toasty Camper van Beethoven as “Peter, the Heater” has worked much better than the one in the hotel. It was a bit of a challenge turning the dining table into a bed, but quite cozy in the end. After a coffee for me and a tea for him...
Camper van Beethoven

Camper van Beethoven

My man Friday and I wake up in this morning colder than a tin toilet seat on the shady side of an iceberg. (Thanks for the euphemism @KermyKerm1s_2s). It’s winter here in the Southern Hemisphere and, after nearly four months in Asia, my body is in shock. The...
My Man Friday

My Man Friday

Hello Virtual Travel Buddies! Did you sleep well? Yes? Well, that makes one of us. I had to get up at 5:00 am in order to catch my flight to New Zealand. I guess one of the bonuses of being a virtual travel buddy is that you get to lounge in your soft, warm bed while...