"Hey, come inside! Look!" Normally, when somebody excitedly invites me over to show me something, I get thrilled. But at that particular moment, I was| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
I honestly thought I was going to die. When I reached the top, I dropped my backpack unconsciously and mustered all the energy I had left to catch my| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
When Captain John Lort Stokes of the Beagle reached a harbor in Northern Australia in 1839, he thought about a friend and former shipmate who would| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
I spotted a stranger walking in my direction. His smile was shining, and his eyes were fixed on me as he leisurely trod through the crowd. If there was| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
The boat approached a nook along the Mary River, parting the sea of lotus lilies along the way. Our driver and guide Reuben moored the boat and rose from| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
On that bus, I was the only one below 40. As I made my way to my seat, I was greeted with cheery hello's by a bus-ful of middle aged to senior tourists,| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
I looked at the town's location on the map, and I was instantly intrigued. I had never been this far from the shore: Alice Springs is tucked 1200 km from| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
There was a lot to be nervous about during the cruise. For starters, we would be cruising down the Mary River, one of the eight Top End rivers and is| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
