“When I was eighteen, I just went off and travelled… I didn’t have anybody watching me, or criticising me. I didn’t really have any money, but it didn’t seem to matter. People were so helpful and generous. My family reported me as a missing person. The police saw my truck parked in the street. They were like: ‘why don’t you call your mum? She’s worried about you.”
…’Madaram sudaram, madaram sudaram, mumbo jumbo, blaggedy bla!’ The bastard’s putting a curse on me! I give the guy his ticket, and say, ‘have a happy Confest’, and as he drives away he’s like: ‘hope you sleep well tonight mate! Sweet dreams buddy!’… Confest 2014. Thursday morning. I’m selling tickets on the front gate. Bloke…
…So where you headed then, mate? I ask him, hoping it’s somewhere really close. He jabs the point of the scissors close to my face, his arm shaking, the point of the scissors bobbing an inch from my left ear. Mind your own fucking business, he snarls, his voice shaking with rage. I keep…
…I got the urge to shave my head one day. When my flatmates got home, they burst out laughing. You look like a skinhead, they tell me. Then suddenly Leon snaps his fingers. I’ve got an idea he says… Asi is a chef. He is passionate about cooking and a great story teller. He chats…
Jonah falls quiet for a while. Dad?
Yes, mate? I know I got myself here, and I’m really proud of myself for hitchhiking and everything, but I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t told me about it, and encouraged me to give hitching a go. Thanks dad. You’re very welcome, mate. I’m so glad you’re here…
Confest is outrageous. I’ve been to three now, and I go every chance I get. What is it? It’s a festival. It’s a party. It’s a love-in. It’s a new age spiritual pilgrimage…
It was great meeting up with so many hitchhikers at Easter Confest. Everyone had funny stories to tell, and the level of enthusiasm and excitement was fantastic. Hitchers really love to travel, and talk about their journeys. I’ve facilitated hitchhiking workshops a few times now, and they are always awesome. The best part for…
You went to Confest again? Why would you want to get nude with a thousand randoms and play music in the mud for a week..? This is a pretty typical reaction to announcing my intention of attending Australia’s premier weirdo convention. Confest number 3 for me. The first one I went to in 2007…
I feel like I am about to vomit. I feel faint, feel like my body is getting smaller, like I am leaving myself and spiraling down…