They stood in the middle of the deck and spoke, "Today, you're gonna be part of the crew. Sweet?" The announcement triggered a strange mixture of| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
When we began our journey across Australia's Red Center, our tour guide-slash-driver handed us a marker and told us to write our names on the window of| 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
As soon as we made it past the signboard welcoming us to Alice Springs, I chuckled a little. There was nothing funny about the signboard or the town. It| The Poor Traveler® Itinerary Blog
Since we left the port, I never moved from my seat because if I did, I would throw up everything I had for breakfast in one forceful blow. Oh wait, I| 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
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
