Everything Ends – Part IV: Australia

For years I had wanted to go to Australia.  Twice I planned to fly into Sydney for New Years Eve, and twice those plans fell through.  When I started this trip, I knew there was always a possibility that I’d end up in Australia, but I knew there were so many reasons why I shouldn’t go.  Who goes to Australia in the winter?  Do they even have a winter?  Where do you go after flying all the way down there?  Eventually I found the answer to all of those questions and more.

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6 Months Later: Unexpected Stories From 186 Days of Travel

Half a year.  Six months.  186 days.  Regardless of how you want to define it, this trip has now gone on longer than I ever expected it to.  Along the way there have been a number of ridiculous (and potentially previously unmentioned) stories.  Today seems like a great day to make a summary of the last 186 days and share some details of the stories that have previously remained secret.  Perhaps “summary” isn’t the best way to describe this – there are a lot of pictures, some old stories, some new stories, and then more pictures.

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Short words on the city of Cairns

Cairns.  It’s quite possibly the second most difficult word to correctly pronounce in the entire Australian vocabulary.  Sure – I’ll admit that I’ve heard grammar rules in my life about what to do when two vowels are together in a word, but I’ve never found any rules about silent r’s being added just for fun.  Subsequently, I cannot tell you why “Cairns” is pronounced as “Cans,” but I can tell you that I hate that stupid “r.”

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Sunken Ships and Broken Things

“You’ve got to dive this wreck,” Greg says, gushing enthusiastically about the Yongala, “it’s one of the best wreck sites in the world.  Get in touch with YongalaDive and they’ll hook you up with everything you need.”  Thus begins the story of the time I went diving around a shipwreck over 100 years old off the east coast of Australia.  I met Greg at my hostel in Singapore.  He’s from Australia, lives in Indonesia running a dive shop, but happens to be in Singapore on his way to the Philippines where he’s spending a month island hopping and diving.  Greg clearly knows his diving – I write down ‘YongalaDive’ in my notebook with the intention of checking into the company once I reach Australia.  A few weeks later my teeth are clattering and my body shivering – 25 meters below water in a 5mm wetsuit submerged in 72 degree water and cursing Greg …and myself.

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I’ve taken the black on Arlie Beach

I’m wearing a new pair of black boxers at the moment.  I’ve been traveling with them for 4.5 months and purposely never worn them.  The running plan has been that I would only put them on when I had nothing else that was clean.  Today that day has come.  As a result – today is laundry day.  Fortunately for me, Arlie Beach is a great little town to do laundry in, since I’m not sure what else there is to do here…

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