Bushweek Festival

Far North Queensland, how gloriously beautiful! I difinitely reckon I could live here. Lovely weather (in the winter at least!), beautiful beaches and some of the oldest rainforests in the world. Being a total tree person, I was definitely

I'm going North

Watch out for them Cassowaries!

 Once in Surfers Paradise I met up with the ride to Cairns I found online, a guy named Tijmen, and we headed back to Maleny. While there,

Thumbs Up and Out!

I ended up staying only a week with my new friend Adam and his family, a lot less time than I had originally inteded to spend in the area. One night I checked out the website for a festival called Bushweek that I had heard about from my Rainbow familiy... good music, community, workshops, nature, creativity, friends....shit! What am I doing here?? I decided that I needed to go to this festival, eager to get back the feelings I had at Confest. The issue? I was in Byron, and the festival was North of Cairns, a good 2,200 kms away, and it started in 8 days! Hmm, how can I pull this off? I managed to arrange a ride from Surfers Paradise to Cairns... but how to get to Surfers Paradise? The answer?.................

Beautiful Byron

After the Rainbow I met up again with my travel partners, spent some time with Rebecca and her family, went to a drumming festival, and checked out the surrounding area a bit.
After a while I felt that it was time

Every little cell in my body is happy.... Every little cell in my body is well!

 So, chances are, if you read my last post, you might be wondering what a Rainbow Gathering is. Well, may your cuiosity now be satiated!

R.I.P. Stella!

Bench at Brokenhill

My four friends, Jesse, Orion, Erika, Anna, and myself decided to take a little road trip up to the Rainbow Gathering near Maleny, QLD. Our journey took us up through a bit of the Outback, and the town of Brokenhill, where many desolate horror movies are filmed.

The Best of the Barossa

Barossa Valley wine region

Once Anna and I begrudginly left Confest, we headed back to Adelaide, spent a few days there then moved a bit up North to spend a week and a half in the Barossa Valley with a few of the beautiful new friends we made at Confest. 

Our days were spent

Confest

Just before leaving Kangaroo Island, Anna and I, through the mystical, magical flow of the universe, heard about a festival called Confest from someone we contacted on Couchsurfing. Confest is an alternative living gathering, standing for Conference/Festival, and it is entirely volunteer run. The days are filled with workshops teaching about and exploring anything under (or even around!)the sun. I participated in as many workshops as I could, including

Adventures on Kangaroo Island

In one of my first posts I briefly mentioned meeting a man on my flight from L.A. To Fiji who offered to let me stay at his home on Kangaroo Island if I was ever in the area.

Guessssss what!

They call it the Great Ocean Road for a reason...

The Great Ocean Road, unbeknownst to me at the time, was the beginning of a whole new adventure that would completely change the way I traveled. Anna, a friend I had made during my time in Tasmania picked me up in