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In 2013 I moved out of my house, bought a tent and set out to see the world. I hitchhiked across 25 countries, camped out in the Sahara Desert, visited the Louvre Museum, and ate out of dumpsters on the streets of LA…
In 2013 I moved out of my house, bought a tent and set out to see the world. I hitchhiked across 25 countries, camped out in the Sahara Desert, visited the Louvre Museum, and ate out of dumpsters on the streets of LA…
“You don’t have any money left at all? Where are you sleeping?” I ask Bob.
“Well… unfortunately, last night I slept under the roof of the public toilet in the park” he admits…
Gets me thinking about why I do this silly stuff that I do.
Endless roaming. Hand to mouth existence. Broken relationships…
Not sure I have a good explanation.
Just like in Australia, supermarkets and shops throw out a lot of good food in London. It’s sitting there in the dumpster, chilled by the frosty London air, waiting for me to collect it…
Things that are usual: 1. working; 2. shopping; 3. eating; 4. drinking beer; 5. procreating; 6. watching television. These are usual things. If you see something not usual, report it. It won’t hurt you. You’ll feel so much better if you report…
“You aren’t recycling, you’re stealing!” “Stealing?” I ask him incredulously, “this food is in the bin. How can I steal rubbish?”
He pulls out his phone. “I’ll give you one minute to get out of here and then I’m calling the police…”
Fairy Meadow Beach is in the northern suburbs of Wollongong, on Australia’s south-east coast. Shannon and I have spent a lazy, sunny week here. This is a spot that could hardly be more convenient for low budget travelers. There are plenty of dumpsters nearby, overflowing with fresh fruit and vege’s. We have set ourselves up…
Old mate from the council comes over, with a security guard in tow, and tells us:
“You can’t busk here unless you have a license”
We look at him like he has just landed from another planet.
“Of course we can” I tell him. “It’s our birth right as humans to play music wherever and whenever we want…”
We rock up to the Goldy’ Rollin’ down the road. KC ‘n The Moonlight Band, Lookin’ for bed and board. We don’t got no money, But we got the blues on be assured. First stop is the beach reserve, Gotta find a place to camp. Ideally next to a BBQ, And a slinky skate…
…The night is a resounding success. We fill the car with food and only get yelled at by a security guard once. We get back to the house, tired, smelly, and smeared with yoghurt, but victorious. Bread, fruit, vegetables, watermelon, strawberries, meat, sausages, a pork roast, a leg of lamb, eggs, cakes, muffins, milk, chocolates……