Arriving at the Nomads Art Factory hostel I had imagined it to be arty, hippy, easy going and lots of stuff to do. There were Aboriginal paintings and if you had $350 you could paint your self a didgeridoo (bit steep for backpackers). It was quite hippy like but also very cliquey with groups keeping to themselves and not much easy conversation. There was a brewery on site that claimed to brew British style ale... Brilliant!! I tried it at $4.00 (£3.00) for a h...

This blog is written in the syle of the late great Croc hunter Steve Irwin (what a guy!). I was totally syked to be in Brissie mainly because I had heard so much about Australia Zoo. This zoo was set up by the loony, mad, passionate, fair dinkum Aussie bloke that was Steve Irwin. I was picked up by the Croc Express tour bus early for the 1.45 hour drive to the zoo. During our journey we were given badges to wear, watched Steve Irwin footage and given top tip...

After 3 months in each others company for 24/7 it was very strange not to have the easy company I had become used to and reliant on in some ways but at the same time there was no point in us both rushing our view of the east coast when only one of us had work starting in little over a weeks time. The first stop on my whistle stop tour of the east coast was Airlie Beach where I planned to join a kayak day trip around the Whitsunday islands. I checked into my hos...

During our flight to Cairns from Perth I eagerly kept my eyes to the window to look out for the "Red centre" aka. Aires Rock. We flew over some lovely coloured dry desert-like areas with yellows, golds and reds and then bright blues of rivers mingled in. Finally we saw the "big rock" and it didnt seem that impressive. There are some rocks nearby that looked more impressive and bigger. Once in Cairns we were driven to the Asylum hostel, the...

Our 2 weeks at Monkey Mia were coming to an end and relucantly we said our goodbyes and headed off in George (camper) back towards Perth stopping off whenever anything interesting caught our attention. The first stop was a view point over a bay where a group of sharks were swimming, you could see their fins sticking out of the water. The area is called Shark Bay afterall and didnt dissapoint. Next we stopped off to see Shell Beach which as the name suggests, it...