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...

SCOUTING, RESEARCH OR JUST PLAIN SPYING?

Typed on Gionny’s loathsome Olivetti Lettera 22 Scouting, research or just plain spying - I totally identify with that quote – much of my travel back in the day with Greenpeace was justified by; “We’ll need information.”  Oh, I just realised that I left you all hanging at the end of my previous episode (that would be the one entitled TRAVEL ADVICE). What was that mysterious light?...

Outback bikepacking tales: Lizards and naked Europeans

Constrained by the times we live in, my 2020 has seen no significant travel so far. This has been something unique in my life, as for the past two decades I spent an awful lot of time on the road. FOMO and YOLO While the planet can happily do without my CO2 emissions, I have been struggling at the idea of being confined in Australia, but I must admit COVID-19 has taken most of my “Fear of...

The naked truth about sobriety

My most inglorious day in the Transcontinental race. Why "The naked truth about sobriety"? Well, read it till the end and you'll know! For those who don’t know me, I’ve always been into road cycling; you can actually read all about my obsession for bikes at onefortheroad.bike. My addiction took me as far as entering the sixth edition of the Transcontinental race, an ultra endurance,...

The gas station diet – nutritious meals for unconventional travellers

Carbeque – meals on wheels. In case you’ll like the "Gas station diet", I’ll make it a regular column on Travelling Scrittori, as I reckon what I’m about to share it’s a true must-read and try for adventurous travellers, who don’t think stale sandwiches from burger chains are the answer to their appetite. The gas station diet - A Roadhouse in the middle of no-where. August 2010,...

Camionetta de Pollos – Chicken Buses

Typed on Gionny’s increasingly irritating Olivetti Lettera 22 Travelling for us riff raff I think it’s safe to assume that the majority of our readers have at some stage, while travelling, taken a bus. Of course this doesn’t apply if you’re one of those rich bastards who are travelling everywhere first class and taking limos from the airport to a 5 star hotel. Actually, that’s a...

People, otherwise known as wimps, pimps and banjo players.

Typed on Gianni’s goddam bloody Olivetti Lettera 22 How DO you judge people? While travelling through the minefield of life we are blessed to meet some truly amazingly wonderful folk. We are also cursed to meet some dishonest, disloyal and disrespectful people not to mention encountering hostile, hypocritical and humourless riffraff. In summary, lowlife assholes. As colourfully portrayed in...

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...