Lulumahu Falls is technically on private government property (definitely a perk), but the reservoir and its facilities have been abandoned for some time, and this spot is getting more and more popular. It's a sweet hike that has you going through a bunch of different types of terrain and is sort of a maze to find. In other words, a great hike.
Hey all! Shannon and I are happy to announce that we've joined up in yet another collaboration (this time with about 7 others) and Sonderers Travel Magazine is getting up off the ground. Please like the Facebook page here and follow us on Twitter. In fact, TSN's own Shannon is the woman behind the Twitter veil; Jacqueline is the one manning content production and layout.
I'll start this one simple: if you're ever in Australia, don't skip out on the Great Ocean Road. Seriously. We'll be mad at you. And while we're at it, don't skip on Melbourne either. They have penguins for fuck's sake; not to mention some of the best street art in the world. But penguins. C'mon.
So I know it's been a while since I've updated y'all, but I feel no need to apologize considering I've just survived the outback and should receive a congratulatory beer from each and every one of you. And by beer, I don't mean a hot XXXX Gold from a roadhouse accompanied by a brown snake next to the toilet.
This is Maynard. Barring Maynard, everyone in El Paso is ridiculously friendly. I'm coming from a Midwestern viewpoint, remember. We're talking ridiculously friendly. Apart from Maynard.
Woohoo! I (Jacqueline, here) have just been spotlit on Nomadical Adventures. It's run by fellow MatU stud(ent) Jeromy Slaby, who's been showing he's legit for a while by taking huge strides with his site, writing eye-opening pieces, and delving into deeper, massively creative ideas that will be coming to fruition in time...
Hey you's! So we picked up our new campa named Florence who has windows that have to be manually rolled down and a smoke detector that we hit our heads on every single damn morning. We also bought a GPS who sounds like an Aussie girl who's had too much goon. She's also named Florence.
So, last update I gave was a survival guide to traveling in a Jucy camper with the boyfriend and his mother and how to avoid debates on conspiracy theories and hoses used for cleaning toilets. And believe it or not y'all, I'm even more knowledgeable this time around. And by more knowledgeable, I mean I now realize thongs are flip flops and drop bears are one giant inside joke among all Australians.
Six days, y'all. I've survived six crammed, miserable, and unbelievably amazing days in this damn purple and green camper with a red bombshell plastered on the impossible-to-shut sliding door. And since I've learned more in these six days on the dynamics of deadly ladders and making a home out of a van than any bullshit travel book could ever teach me, I figured I'd shed some light on the knowledge I've gained thus far. You know, just in case you ever find yourself driving down the coast of Australia with your boyfriend and his mother.
This thing she describes has been a feeling that I've been thinking about ever since my experience in Sternschanze. Does travel — and more importantly, constant travel — imply a half-packed "mental suitcase?" I likely prefer slow travel for this very reason, but even signing my one-year contract in Vietnam, and then another, and then another, it still was under the presumption that eventually, though I didn't specifically know when, there would be an expiration date.
Hello, hello! So last Monday, I flew into Bangkok where I spent two days haggling the cost of tuk-tuk rides, drinking arguably too many Changs, and becoming sexually awakened from each bowl of massaman curry. And over some said Changs and curry, I met a group of solo travelers - a 3D mapmaker from Liverpool, a police officer from Freiburg, an Irishman who tosses pizza at Dominos, and a selfie-obsessed actress with 'followers' from London.
Woo! I'm not lonely anymore, folks! Mom, dad. Shannon Dell, of the infamous Chattanooga Dells, is going to be lending her artsy-fartsy flair to The Strange and New. Be on the lookout for a handful of involuntary swearing, metaphors about Cheetos, and soon-to-be award-winning stories on whatever her strange brain can think up. See? This is why she's a good fit.