Here we are, in our mid-twenties in the midst of a huge economic crisis and struggling to keep our fledgling careers moving forward. And Seattle decides to toss out the coldest, rainiest year we can remember. What's to be done? We're gettin' outta dodge and adding some adventure to our lives. Destination: Australia. Can we be more specific? Not really. We are flying into Brisbane, spending three days in lovely Mooloolaba, and then...who knows? For once, we have no plan. Being a perfectionist is exhausting, and I am happy to forgo that habit and embrace the unknown. There may not be clean clothes, dreamless sleep, or places to take a decent dump - but hey, this stuff builds character.
We've officially begun our tour as nomads, having just moved out of our cozy, reliable existence in Kenmore. The house is rented for one year, which means we are homeless for now. Let the adventure begin. Thank you to our friends and family who have graciously accepted our decision to be irresponsible hippies for awhile and who have provided shelter, advice, and support. Yes, my dream of being a beach bum is on the horizon and I can't wait for our Endless Summer.
Two people, restless in Seattle, are embarking on an exotic adventure to the Land Down Under for surf, sand, friends, and maybe some beer.
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