Today I washed for the first time in seven days. I actually don’t think I smelt or looked that bad. My hair was the giveaway but that was easily fixed by one of the many bandanas I insisted on buying before we set off. Or a backwards baseball cap that Jot cringes every time I … More On the road at last
Change has never happened this fast before, and it will never be this slow again. There’s just one week before we head out of Sydney on our Toyota Coaster bus adventure and as I finished work last Friday, I am now officially unemployed. Although I guess, as it is by choice, I should say that … More No worries, or new worries?