May 8th - 17th. Fiji Islands - This Australia lark is clearly getting old, time for a holiday Rewind a couple of months to the grape-juice drenched B-word days, there was a moment when it looked like the six working days a week trend was set to become the norm and in a blind fit of wealth I booked myself plane tickets to the Fiji islands. As you do. OK, I had a slight ulterior motive, having made her way full circle around New Zealand (which you can read about at...

April 30th - May 8th. Darwin, Northern Territory- Sun, sun, sun, sun, tourism, sun (sun.) Darwin, the capital of the Northen territory, had two season, Dry and Wet. The later is meant to be pretty unpleasent, with most places closing down and whole towns cut off for months on end...it's simply not the recommended time to be in this area. The dry season starts in May...and thankfully it turned up on schedule this year as 'dry' is most certainly one way to describ...

April 26 - 30th Perth. - Reviving Busselton and song Six hours of thrilling coach time, and two made-for-coach quality films, after I left Albany we pulled back into East Perth station, the exact place I'd left for Busselton ten and a half weeks beforehand. It was a little weird going back to a place that I'd been before, clearly I've become too used to constantly moving on and being in new places...don't know how I'm going to cope when I come back to the U...

April 22 - 26th. Albany. ...It's a work in progressWe drove down the mountain, through Denmark and onwards towards Albany. Three Op (charity) shops and a hidden away cafe later I bid farewell to Taj and Sahyma on the doorsteps of Bayview YHA, 2 cheap books and the memory of an amazing cup of chai the richer. I hadn't actually made a reservation with the hostel so it was a relief when I got a bed with no hassle, there are plenty of other hostels in town but ...

April 12 - 22nd. Sahyma's Sanctuary, Denmark. -Health warning - this is a long one! (see the previous Donnybrook entry for an explanation of WWOOFing, tsk don't you know not to skip chapters!) My introduction to Denmark was a moist one. The bus had pulled off an unheard of in England feat and arrived early and so there wasn't anybody waiting for me when I jumped off so my first mission was to find some shelter. Those 6 steps were hard, man. Any bad omens inhera...