Sunday, November 27

SA to WA

It has been 52 hours.

And I am already feeling a pinch of nostalgia.

I can affirm that my affinity and love for nature precedes all. Caught in my reflection on the first night, I wrote this:

As I lie here in my swag gazing at the stars above me, I almost want to cry. This is amazing.

I have ladies speaking in Dutch to the right of me. A German, an English and French to my left. And the sounds of the night all around me.

Turn back the clocks to an hour ago and I was having a panic attack. It had finally sunk in that I was camping in the outback of South Australia. Oh mah, I was so nervous!

It was such a new experience to me. Setting up my swag. Sleeping in the outdoors.

Sleep beckons... Snore.

Little did I know at that time how much I would be accustomed to the ways of a traveller in the outback. The friendships that would be built in those 10 days. And the non-optional disconnection from technology. It was refreshing.

Here's to looking back.

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