You can only bring 10kg Nat – our trip leader said. You really only need your togs (the Australian nickname for swimsuit), a pair of dry clothes, beach walking shoes and sunscreen, she continued. With this in mind we prepared for our journey to Lady Elliot Island. The island is so small that it takes […]
F**k the Wright Brothers (In Poem Form)
This is a poem about flying on planes. Planes, like the big metal tubes in the sky That should not, cannot be there It just does not make sense. This is also a poem, about how In order to travel in Australia, You travel a lot. In planes. So here goes, because even talking […]
Rediscovering Science
As dusk fell in the rainforest and the sun burned a dying orange band across the eucaplypts, our field biology instructor told us his worst nightmare: letting a baited mammal trap go unrecovered through the night, with a furry bush rat or antichinus starving inside. For the next two hours, our group of seven students […]
In the Middle of some Ancient Rainforest
For my week off in Australia, I worked at a bed and breakfast farm in Cow Bay, located within the isolated Daintree rainforest. Travelers are welcome to work there in exchange for housing and food, an arrangement similar to the “wwoofing” experience. The B&B and farm where I worked, The Epiphyte, is about three hours […]
Far, Far Away on a Coral Island
Last week we took one of the smallest planes to one of the smallest islands I have ever seen. The entirety of which could fit in the frame of the window. And it takes about thirty minutes to walk around the whole thing (but more on that later). The island is about the length of […]