Wide Eyes, Wider World

In the march of "active vacation destinations," there are those that set Gold Standard-- offering cheap and plentiful activities--...

Thinking ahead as to what there is left to cover on this blog before I can be "caught up" I realized that I made an unfortunate mi...

Usually when I have to get up early it's a struggle, a mental argument with myself, but the next day it wasn't hard at all. All I ha...

The bus ride to Cairns was long. Really long. Ten hours long. But in the end it wasn't as bad as I expected. They showed a couple of mov...

I spent my unexpected extra day in Bundaberg wandering the town and waiting for the train, which was not without its charms. I had breakfast...

One of my favorite things about train travel is the act of simultaneously typing on my netbook and looking out the window. Because I am an a...

The trains that traverse the east coast of Australia are quite slow: as I rode six hours up the coast toward Port Macquarie, I reflected mor...

Made it to the Gold Coast. Long, long day-- one of the German girls who gave me a ride was bitten by a spider just as we were preparing to l...