Uncle J wanted to visit the “Jewish Holocaust Museum“. He’d been banging on about it for a while so we decided to take him on a flying trip to visit. The 1 hour flight was cancelled so we drove for 6 hours instead. Sydney was pushy; dirty; noisy and …
Travel
In my continuing effort to make moving to Broken Hill quantifiable here are some extremely rough travelling numbers.
From | To | Plane | Train | Bus | Car | Bicycle | Walk |
---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
Broken Hill | Adelaide (500km) | $200 2hrs |
no train | $20 7hrs |
5hrs | 1w | 1m |
Broken Hill | Coffs Harbour (1,400km) | $500 7hrs |
$60 23hrs |
$120 … |
Last Tuesday we emptied our little house into the back of a removal truck. After a quick tidy and a last tearful visit to family we set off on the trail to Broken Hill. Z&JB had to wait on some repairs to their car. They followed on at a …
My Mum sent me this postcard after she had walked across Spain. It is an illustration from a Russian Fairy story, “Feather Of Finist Falcon” by Ivan Bilibin.
I am reading Robert MacFarlane‘s, “The Old Ways, A Journey On Foot”. I love …
As a child, shortly after I had lost my golden mantle of ‘the-youngest’, my father would take my two brothers and I to St Anthony. My Dad had made several ‘shrimping nets’ which we would push around knee deep in the cold numbing, esturine water …
I got back from visiting MJD in Melbourne yesterday. I managed to get a flight for not much more then the petrol would have cost. I only had to drive the three …