In my small, abundant corner of the world, I've been living my best life. Covid is still a strong threat to society and Victoria has recently gone into a second wave of lockdown. In hope of avoiding a breakout in South Australia, some precautions have been put back in place, but hopefully it doesn't go…
If I were to narrow it down to the most valuable thing that I learnt from our working holiday in Whistler, it would be gratitude. Although I had some understanding of what gratitude was, I had never truly practiced it. Gratitude: noun [mass noun]the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to…
If you know, you know. The Whistler Train Wreck has been a popular attraction for many years, drawing in travellers of all ages. I'd seen a couple of photos from when Jordan last visited this abandoned train site and I had always wanted to explore it myself. Astoundingly, five years later, I am lucky enough…
Day Twenty Six was mainly spent travelling. We walked from our hotel in Florence to the station, but this time we took the back streets and it was quite enjoyable. I may have even detoured us past 'Roosters' in hope of a green juice to-go - great idea might I add! We arrived at the…
Ate a balanced breakfast of goji berries and orange jam crostata, then jumped on a bus to Casteloma, a smaller village, higher up the mountain. The bus took about twenty minutes, skilfully manoeuvring the bendy roads. The road came to a dead end in a square, where the bus dropped us off and turned around…
After a satisfying spread at Catania Hotel and trying to order Pop something similar to a flat white, we caught a taxi to the station and jumped on a train to Taormina. A Sicilian lady attempted to talk to us the entire way; I was surprised at how much I could understand. As we approached…
