Squats, Dances and Dates in FNQ

Laura Quinkan Dance Festival Last month I had a truly wonderful trip to the pointiest bit of Australia, to attend the Laura Quinkan Indigenous Dance Festival. It was so enjoyable that I’ve been racking my brain about how to turn it into an interesting story. Nobody really wants to hear about everything going smoothly and someone else having a great holiday. That’s why we don’t have slide...

Mountain Biking for Dummies

Brisbane Valley Rail Trail on an E-Bike Guest blog by Emma Briggs Dummies on the Rail Trail I am definitely not the sporty one of the family. Generally, the only place you’ll find me riding a bicycle is around the corner to the shop. However, during our favourite cycling blogger’s recent extended stay in Esk, Gionny saw a flyer for the Brisbane Valley Rail Trail. This covers 161 km of...

Selling whistles to German ravers

Perhaps to escape from our current alarming situation, I’ve found myself reliving a time in my life which was as different to the reality of these past months as it is possible to be. It involves travel, massive crowds, sharing whistles and no hand sanitizer. Berlin, 1998 (Wikimedia Commons). Count the whistles. In the carefree 1990s, I was coming to the end of a year backpacking and working...