I started travelling alone at the age of 60. I and my little hatchback, thermos and Esky in the boot, began the first of four road trips around the island of Tasmania, south of where I live in Melbourne, Australia. I planned to the 'nth' degree, but nothing could prepare me for getting stuck on the side of a mountain, in the dark, my petrol tank on empty. Nothing could prepare me for being on my own in a caravan park on the west coast in the middle of a violent storm, or forgetting I get sea-sick and spending a boat trip around Tasman Island with my head in a bucket.With my 'Tassie' experiences under my belt, I ventured further afield, across the Tasman Sea to New Zealand and, eventually, to the other side of the world - England. They say if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. He must have been rolling on the floor as I discovered that no matter how much research you do, at some stage you have to give up your set ideas and just wait to see what happens.My travel series, Planning to the 'Nth', describes my adventures as I discover the world - at last.
A Tasmanian blogging mother, trying to see life as brightly as possible.
the goings on of a little gallery in a little village in tasmania......everything from what's new, the latest glassart creations and additions to the vintage clothing dept. as well as news and titbits of allsorts.......
A blog about pride in the local area of Tasmania, pride in the fresh clean air, and pride in the great girl I fancy with the blue eye shadow.
Living and eating in Hobart, Tasmania
A photobog of my travels with daily photo updates. Mainly Tasmania and South East Tasmania
Random thoughts about television and living in Tasmania
My simple life is full of screen technologies. So I like to indulge in old skool pursuits - sewing, printmaking, cooking, growing, as an anti-dote to the pixels.
A North American families adventures living in Tasmania
Emma and Bradley's virtual home - Home