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Nestled in the noontime shade of the caravan awning I was trying to read, but my attention kept being dragged away by the world around me. It was the kind of sparkling day that casts everything in its best light: the rippling rust track to the beach and streaky blue of the lagoon; the

  So, apparently this blogging caper requires that I actually post blogs occasionally. As I have just been reminded by my beautiful blogging friend Fi over at Inner Pickle. Would you believe me if I told you we’ve been too busy? This country is BIG. With three van-months under our belt we have fallen

It was a wilting 40-degree day in Mildura, northern Victoria. Nothing for it but a cooling dip at dusk in the Murray, the sagging sun lighting up the red gums and the smell of roast pork beckoning from our barbie. Mark and the kids are still down there, sitting in the sandy river shallows