Deep valley in forest, + 60 odd gypsies, hippies, pirates and other assorted freaks, + freezing cold weather, + blazing fires, + music to melt your mind and make you mad with passion, = Rainbow Gathering, Benambra. (Top pic: KC the dog. Age: 6. Sex: F. Location: wherever Craig is. Talent: singing. Turn-ons: sausages, kids,…
I hear something move a few metres away. A crackle of shifting twigs. It’s closer now, just on the other side of the tree. I whirl around the trunk, spear ready…
Once you got over the eye watering smell of unwashed stock broker and dirty carpet, you noticed the way the place looked. There was stuff all over the floor. Garbage, clothing, full ash trays, half full bottles. The couches had numerous large stains and were splattered with damp looking piles of what turned out to be dog vomit…
This should be a no brainer, people. Even if you think that gay people shouldn’t be able to marry, are you really so naive as to think that you can stop them? Wake up and smell the coffee, Bruce…
Half way up the track we meet Tank, on his ATV.
“Looks like good eating” he comments, peering at the roo between the folds of the tarp. “I’ll give you a ride to the top if there’s a burger in it for me…”
I started to notice that KC really liked certain harmonies. If I played an A or a G chord, she would stretch her neck out and howl a little bit, like she was singing…
There’s a lot more to Goa than beach resorts and cheap restaurants. I keep meeting people here who are creative and thinking outside the box. Hippies, filmmakers, slam poets, musicians, artists, expat’s – Goa definitely has diversity. And really cool street dogs…
Indian fruit is so much better than Australian fruit. Grow better fruit Australia!
I’m always looking for ways to stretch my dollars further, and I have found some simple ways to reduce my food budget.
Even in an expensive country like Australia, you can eat for as little as US$1.50 per day…
Every time I hitchhike, I make great new connections; people who look after me and show me how far you can take generosity and friendliness. I don’t only just get a ride, they share with me their stories, their opinions, their music or hard earned wisdom of life…
After about 10 minutes of waiting, a car with three young Englishmen in it picked me up. They’re the “Young’uns” and were on their way to perform at the festival! They’ve just landed in Australia and I gave them some Aussie slang lessons delivered with a German accent…
As I started festival-hopping, I got into the “scene of crazy people”… Instead of spending all their money on a car or on public transport, they would just hitchhike everywhere…