Bracelets of travelers

Have you ever been sitting in a hostel and looked around to notice that there were a lot of people wearing mulitable bracelets of different colors and materials. I noticed this shortly after landing in Auckland. Is this a backpacking trend? In short, yes. I wasn’t on board at first, yet I understood it. Backpackers can’t carry much and it’s marking the places on the  journey. When I first arrived I didn’t buy into the hype or trend. Four and a half months later I was wandering threw a craft sale down by the water in Queensland, Australia on an early Sunday morning and bought a beautiful stone in beaded waxes hemp. Which was handmade by the local that was making her craft as I walked by the glance on her wares neatly arranged on her table. This was the first on many countries on this trip and the first of many brackets. The next country for me was a short flight over to Sydney from Auckland where I spent the next few months exploring. On my way down the east coast I stopped at the capital Canberra. While I spent my week in a YHA in the main part of the city I learned something I did not realise. If and when you happen to lose your passport, you must make your way to the capital to get back out of the country. Interesting and amazing people are everywhere. I was out wandering around the city taking I’m the sites of wonderful public art all around the downtown area and found what the locals call bricker- brack sale or a rummage sale and probable ten other terms for locals selling stuff. Rounding a corner one weekend morning I found such a set up. There was a man with books, a woman with clothing, jewelry, and a few mixed tables and a street performer playing piano to set to tone. After digging threw a discount bin I found a turquoise colored Rock bracelet for fifty cents Australian!

More stops on my journey and more markers of those places on my wrist. I would buy a few and break one here and there. By the time I returned home I only had about three or four left but as the wooden beads of Nepal wear against my arm I am reminded of amazing stories every time. I love it and I won’t be taking them off anytime soon.

Solo, one way, extended trip

Coming back after a extended trip can be hard for anyone. There are many emotions evolved in the days before you leave and the trip home. Weather it is a few hour car ride or a full day flight, the travel beings the emotions of home very real.

My latest trip was almost eight months long and I learned a lot about the world and about myself as cliche as that may sound. For me it was after the first few months I adjusted to life on the road and out of a pack. I started my trip in Auckland, New Zealand and stayed in most of the major area of the city for the first three weeks, and man did I ever get my bearings of a city then walking it everyday for three weeks for most of the daylight hours. After the innatinal first weeks my mother took the twenty something hour flight to come see her globe trotting daughter. My mother, being the planner she is, had all of our ten days filled with things to see and do on this once in a lifetime trip for both of us. We travled from north to south island and back again. When I finally had to tell my dear mum goodbye I had to be on my own again and for this trip my defining moment. Having to plan where you will sleep and how you will get to that bed you booked in the most beautiful picture the hostel can create, you learn how quickly judge pictures and rating. Which I feel I had learned from hostel hopping in Europe on a tight budget. After a few mad hostels in New Zealand and one or two in Australia I learned quickly that five US dollars could mean the difference between a small or out of the way compared to toilets soaked in drunken pee from the bar hostel downstairs. Reviews are worth the read and also worth the time to write.

  • Www.Booking.com always gave me the most results generally in my International travels
  • Www.hostelworld.com come up with much fewer results but are all on a backpacker/ budget level.
  • Www.couchsurfing.com is a way to meet locals that are willing to open up their home to you after registering and filling in important details to the website and matching with locals that want to show you their city. You may have to do dishes or keep clean in exchange for a very local tour,home cooked local food, and a place to lay your head.
  • Www.YHI.com comes at a price of a year membership at a very reasonable rate. I have found over many counties that this organisation have overall the best accomadation at comparative prices. The rooms are always clean and the location is usually near the things you came to that area for. I have nothing but nice things to say about Hostel International.

Like in most things, the people in each place can make or break even the nicest hostel. Community living isn’t for everyone.

After getting used to this life of everyday new city, new people, and new

Byron Bay Lighthouse

Just keep following the path up and you will find the lighthouse. This 1901 lighthouse is open from 10-4 and a local group gives a tour for a donation. Byron Bay Lighthouse is the easternmost lighthouse in Australia. I spent a lot of time walking the paths both up and around the lighthouse and into the woods that lead to the beach. Lots of boulders and dense forest to be found at the point of Byron Bay. One moment I would feel like I was the only one in the area and a runner would run by with a steady pace of breathing and then the woods would go quiet again. The trees ate up all the sounds and felt a world away from the Ocean.

Byron Bay is a must for many backpackers and has a reputation for a reason. It’s the vibe they say, and when you walk around town you can’t help but feel it. It may be the dirty hippies making crafts and selling weed on the sidewalk. There are still name brand shops linen the few main blocks of town. In the right time of year, you can see the whales migrating from hilltops. Even if it’s not the right finding year you can still see amazing sights from the top of any hilltop.

 

Tasmania

This amazing place is somewhere I never planned to go and didn’t know much about it until I started planning it from Canberra. There is a lot more to see and do despite the small size the island of Tasmania is especially sitting next to Australia. I started my trip from Melbourne to Hobart. It was a short flight and uneventful until the flight landed and we deplaned and waited for the baggage. Being from America I have seen dogs in airports and think nothing of it. Just another part of security. Something I have never seen before is the dogs walking on the luggage belt sniffing and checking every bag coming out from the incoming flights,. I have only seen the security dogs sitting at checkpoints at airports, I have never seen dogs running on the belt before or after in any of the 35 countries I have traveled to. I’m not sure if it is such a small airport that they have the manpower or really the dog power to do this kind of security check. I do not smuggle drugs or whatever else people try to get in other countries so I was on my way after I picked up my pack and headed out to find a bus that I didn’t bother booking beforehand. The door slid open and I walked out to a beautiful sunset with a good first impression of Tasmania.

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I tool a small airport shuttle bus stopping at every hotel and bed and breakfast on a set route. Fall was upon the regain and my thinned out Florida blood was very cold in the mornings and nights. Like a lizard, I tried to stay in the sun. The city center was about fifteen minutes from the airport. By the times we make our twists and turnarounds with the drop-offs it took another twenty to thirty minutes to get to my hostel.  The next morning I started off before the sun to catch the sunrise at the docks. A brisk fifteen-minute walk as I watched the world wake up on the way.

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Queen Victoria Market

In the controlled chaos of the CBD of Melbourne, there is a permanent place for the Queen Victoria Market. The mass area is filled about every other day with everything from fresh foods to clothes and home wares. Free samples draw you in closer to the sights, sounds and incredible smells. There is an indoor market with cheese, dried and fresh meats, and prepared and fresh grown good covering every square inch of the indoor building. The Market is the largest outdoor market in the southern hemisphere, and the secret is out. The rows are filled with people shopping  and bartering the fresh and hand made goods at every turn. The market has been filling bellies and bags for 140 years and has been recently been added to the National Heritage Site as an  historical Australian icon. This amazing market is spread over two city blocks and has over 600 shops to choose from. The goods sold range from local Australian fruit and vegetables and other food, clothing , and souvenirs.

Kangaroos, it’s what’s for dinner!

Yummy! Don’t worry there are a lot of them hopping around. The meat is available at the supermarket and on a few restaurant’s menus. When it’s cooked correctly the meat tastes amazing with rich flavors. People often compare the taste to deer meat. It’s always worth it the risk to try new food where ever you go.

The Tasman Peninsula

The great Tasman Sea off the coast of Tasmania, Australia.

This seemingly small looking bird is an albatross skimming the surface of the deep blue Tasmania Sea. With a wing span of around ten feet these sea birds can soar anywhere for hundreds of miles. There are 21 different kinds found in Tasmania. You would think they would be everywhere but two hours on a boat off the coast and the rest of the day off shore this is the only photo I have of this amazing bird. Tasmania was full of happy surprises like capturing this albatross in flight. I planned a trip for the rugged cost of the island by boat to see the shear wall of rock.

The color of the water here was just amazing. The sea felt so big and our speed boat so small, it felt like the sea was going to swallow us up. What an amazing feeling out on the ocean, in the sunshine with the sea spray coming over the sides and draining back out again. When I started setting in Hobart area I booked a Bruny Island boat Tour with Pennicott Journeys. I have many nice things to say about the overall experience. It was just what i wanted to get out and see all rolled into a package tour with all the driving and meals included. I arrived at the harbor before the people working there had arrived to unlock the doors. I wanted to catch the sunrise over the docks and it was worth the cold morning walk from the hostel. Eventually checking in and loading on a bus headed out to the water. I boarded one of two boats heading out. There were over-sized ponchos left on the seats for all the guest to wear over our clothes. I wore extra layers because of their warning of how cold it could get out there. After putting on the poncho I was over-warm with the mid-morning sun beating down on me. The caption the few other crew member were very knowledgeable about the area and the animals that would fly or swim by. The cliffs of the coast are so dramatic. I am so glad I went on this tour to see the coast from the view of the water. The few hour tours took us around to Port Arthur where the tour continued lunch at  Port Arthur historical site.