Day 15 A week or two before my arrival Danny had helped to put on a wall art event in Waterford centre. So, as this was where I was beginning the final leg of my journey he pointed me towards some of his favourite pieces. Now I struggle a little with stickman drawings, so I …
From Paris I made my way south east to the Alps. This had not originally been part of the plan, but having been invited by a friend currently working there as a rafting guide, I jumped at the chance. So instead of the plane to Toulouse I was taking a bus, a ride-share and a …
During the month of June I enjoyed a variety of what France had to offer. A French perspective of Paris, visiting a friend in the Alps and then moving south toward the Spanish border, to the edge of the Pyrenees for a volunteer project. I have not shared anything since I first stepped foot on …
A month has passed since I left home once again. I’d intended to share my remaining time and reflections as I left, but a mixture of exhaustion from the whirlwind visit, combatting jet lag on my return to Brisbane and being whisked into the Woodfordia life shortly afterward, made this thought a distant idea for …
