QLD

So Townsville … Hmm. Townsville is an odd place. A big town or once again city but with no people. The entire place is empty, the whole time I was there, there was never anyone

I arrived in Airlie Beach at half nine and luckily was able to check into my hostel. I hadn’t slept on the bus but thought it was a better idea to stay up rather than

It’s always good arriving places in the middle of the night because then there’s the fun bit in the morning when you wake up and wander outside to find out where you actually are. My

Leaving Bundaberg on the Greyhound we ended up in some typical Queensland weather with one of the scariest but most exciting lightening storms I’ve been in over here. Reaching Agnes Water it turns out I’m

Three days in Bundaberg is not the normal backpacker thing to do but I quite liked it anyway. Going from a bad start where my booked hostel stood me up at the bus station and

Another horrendous night where I couldn’t actually breath so will be trying to find a doctor in Rainbow. Hate being ill in dorms.

Leaving Brisbane I caught my first Greyhound bus to Noosa and within minutes of getting on the bus I was in the middle of the usual backpacker banter and had bonded with several of the