The Greyhound, one of the most popular ways to travel Australia, does the famous East Coast route. Many of you who have taken this bus route will know the mass amount of people who get on and off at Cairns, Airlie Beach, and Rainbow Beach; the three biggest hotspots for tourism in Queensland. Cairns . . .
Hiking through sand is a devilish thing. Your heels sink down with every step and soon your ankles are moaning from the extended and unrelenting angle of uphill motion. An hour feels like an eternity. An eternity of wondering if anyone ever thought to do this in snowshoes or skis. An eternity of . . .
Somewhere along the way, I became somewhat of a national park collector. That's not to say that I'm opposed to other parks: state, provincial, municipal. But, I know that national parks are a reliable bet for sampling the-best-of-the-best landscapes during short stopovers in particular areas. With . . .
Tim and I step onto an empty, rainbow-hued school bus. Empty, aside from a scrawny South African who welcomes us warmly and turns up the volume on his Bob Marley-centric soundtrack. The bus fills quickly with twenty-something backpackers. If I hadn’t come across many of my fellow North American . . .
If trying to post every day has taught me anything, it’s that quality can start to dip if you feel rushed. That’s why, for the first time, I’ve decided to expose you to a guest post by my partner-in-travel (and everything), Tim. While many of our travel tales overlap, we do have a very different . . .