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Welcome Back Stalker!

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Welcome Back Stalker!

This Queen’s Birthday long weekend I was lucky enough to escape the dead of Sydney winter and hightail it to Far North Queensland, (where they enjoy the far more respectable temperatures of around 27 degrees).

Speaking of FNQ, did you know that the wet tropics Heritage Area covers just 0.1% of Australia’s land surface, yet the Daintree Rainforest contains 62% of our 385 butterfly species?

God, I love this sunburnt country and my own sunburnt skin.

But this blog post isn’t about rubbing in my holiday (that’s merely an added bonus!) No, this post is to acknowledge some important people that I have neglected since beginning this blog on 1 July 2012…

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There’s nothing like old friends to make you feel young

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There’s nothing like old friends to make you feel young

It’s apt that my twentieth challenge completed should be the twentieth from the list: ‘Share one last weekend with the Canada girls in your twenties’!

Would you believe it has been over 8 years since we all last managed to be in the same place at the same time?! I guess it’s harder when you don’t have the lure of free drinks and dodgy early naughties pop music to draw us in, but we did the math and realised the last time we all managed to be in the same place at the same time it was for mine and India’s 21st birthdays! There have been a few occasions where we managed to get three of us together, but we obviously had such a great experience on our travels that we just haven’t stopped since. With homes spanning Cairns to Melbourne, it’s no surprise that even when we’re in the same country it’s not always convenient for the four of us to catch up.

Like all old friends, however, it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been apart…

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Guest Post: Travelling India and Nepal

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Guest Post: Travelling India and Nepal

By Wendy G.

It’s amazing how quickly you adapt. At home you would be horrified and shocked if your taxi driver had to swerve to avoid a  cyclist, pedestrian, oncoming traffic and a cow in quick succession, especially if you had no doors! After one week you apparently can take it in your stride without blinking.

Also you blithely risk life and limb by walking along the pitted road to avoid the holes, hawkers, cow poo and other excrement on the foot path. Happily weaving your way in front of trucks and buses confident that they will somehow manage to avoid hitting you. You even allow perfect strangers to cover you in powdered dye from head to toe,  smiling and laughing all the while. This is the power of India.

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I’m outta here!

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I’m outta here!

By this time tomorrow I’ll be on a plane well on  my way to Dubai from where, after a brief stopover (just long enough to stretch legs and change planes) I will head to Delhi.

This holiday has snuck up on me, like so many before it. We (as in, me and my Aunty Wendy) booked it ages ago, handed over our money, and then I pretty much forgot about it! It is usually my style to leave packing to the day before and my excitement to international departures.

For those of you who’ve been asking what I’ll see when I’m there (and who have met, without exception, with a blank stare and a shrug) here is the itinerary:

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Flights of fancy

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Flights of fancy

On Saturday morning, Andy and I rose early to tick off list item number 4, ‘Catch a flight somewhere random at the last minute with just your handbag and a credit card‘.

As promised, we arrived at the airport with little more than the clothes on our backs. The conversation with the taxi driver went a little something like this:

Taxi Man: So, which terminal?
Me: I don’t know!
Taxi Man: I mean, which airline?
Me: I don’t know that either! We haven’t decided where we’re going yet!
Taxi Man:(disinterestedly) So, Terminal 2?
Me: I guess!

So… where on Earth did we end up?

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Destination unknown

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Destination unknown

Tomorrow, Andy and I will tackle list item number 4, ‘Catch a flight somewhere random at the last minute with just your handbag and a credit card‘. It was Andy’s birthday on Monday, so this is his birthday gift from me and, indirectly, from my Mum, who set me the challenge. Whether it is a great gift… or Canberra… remains to be seen.

I should point out that I don’t have a problem with Canberra. We visited there once when I’d won a hotel stay and we couldn’t afford a flight. We visited Cockington Green (a miniaturists wonderland) and even a winery. We had a good time. Thing is, I’m seeking adventure this time, and a brief flight into the ACT just isn’t going to cut it.

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Roll up, roll up for the magical mystery tour

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Roll up, roll up for the magical mystery tour

Pretty high up on my list of challenges is number 4: Catch a flight somewhere random at the last minute with just your handbag and a credit card, as submitted by my Mum.

Considering that this is the woman who, in raising me, would choose cautionary tales over fairytales, it’s somewhat odd that she would set me such a carefree challenge.

JUST a handbag? What if I end up somewhere cold with no jacket, or somewhere hot with no swimmers? What if I end up at Uluru without proper footwear? What if I end up on Chapel Street with no place to put my shopping?

The thought is almost too much to bear!

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