After the dream that was the crazy West Coast trip, the South West was always going to be a letdown. I debated stopping while I was on top, but the desire to “come full circle” won out in the end. If the deranged threesome that had accompanied me from Broome to Perth had been around,…
Fremantle is more like a suburb of Perth, but technically it’s a town in its own right and certainly different enough to deserve it’s own write-up. Going there is like a mini holiday by the sea, complete with amusement park, a pier with some of the best fish&chip shops (maybe this one, maybe another one…
Perth sometimes gets a bad rep and a lot of travellers skip it. I can kind of see why. For starters, it’s a hassle to get to. It was also a real backwater for many, many years. A city-sized village far away from everywhere, the (or at least one of the…) most remote city/es in…
I omitted one stop from my travel log on the West Coast trip. Clearly, that story is already long enough. Plus, we visited a separate country, which surely justifies a separate blog post. “A separate country?”, you ask? Indeed, just off the North West Coastal Highway Number One, a few kilometres off the main road,…
We half-heartedly searched for rideshares the whole week we were in Broome, but towards the end of the dry season and with cyclone season looming, they were slim pickings. There were, however, a lot of rental relocations, as everyone was trying to move their cars south asap. We finally settled on one of those and…
Broome is more like a random assortment of villages connected by heavily-roundabouted roads, but after more than a week crossing a part of the country where any town that has a supermarket AND a pub is considered a metropolis, it was a welcome return to the joys of modern life. Between the air con and…
Shortly before leaving Broome, Dane took us on an overnight trip to Cape Leveque, which is one of those places so amazing, it’s hard to believe I had never even heard of it until I was actually half way there. Yes, it’s out of the way and you really need a 4WD to get there,…
Since fate had allotted me an extra 3 months in Australia, I was out of excuses to not do the dreaded West Coast. Rumour has it that everything West of Darwin is either barren (land), flooded (roads), on fire (bush) or in some way deadly (crocodiles, snakes, Wolf Creek serial killers). Some of those things…
By the time I reached Queensland for the second time, it was supposed to be a farewell trip. I had seen everything I had planned to see, gone everywhere I could go by train and my flight back to Munich was booked. The West Coast, with its lack of infrastructure and seemingly (to a female…