There are very few constants in one’s life when traveling for an extended period of time. Ironically, one of them is change. Change is ever present as you move from place to place: new cities, new countries, new languages, new food… Another is your reliance on the kindness of strangers. Whether asking directions, figuring out where to get off the bus or where to get a decent vegetarian meal, we have relied on the help of countless strangers over the last several months. But never more so than during our time in Australia.
When your friends invite you on their “bucket list” backpacking trip, you say “yes, please,” even if it isn’t on your bucket list. So when Katy and Stuart, who moved from Portland to Melbourne, Australia five years ago, invited us to join them on the South Coast Track of Tasmania (a trip that had been on Stuart’s bucket list for 20 years), we jumped at the chance.
Growing up in Portland, the color of Christmas is grey. It sounds depressing but it’s not. The grey is in the background, while the green and silver and white of the holiday are like a special blanket that you wrap yourself in once a year.