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    London Calling!

    UNITED KINGDOM | Tue, 27 Jan 2015 | By crobbins | Views [654] | Comments [1]

    Well hi strangers! The last few days have been crazy! But fantastic!   On Saturday we landed in London, made our way through customs and baggage claim, and headed to the underground. We took the Piccadilly line to King's Cross, which was ... Read more >

    Tags: big ben, cork, early mornings, flights, london, tours, yha

    Fraser Coast

    AUSTRALIA | Fri, 29 Apr 2011 | By p-j | Views [634]

    Well where to start, Fraser was amazing.   We had an unbelievable time.   Driving a huge 4x4 across open beaches and in through the rough forest terrain was so much fun, despite a few touch and go moments when I seriously thought that we were going ... Read more >

    Tags: 4x4 driving, beaches, camping, dingoes, early mornings, fraser island, goon, lakes, nights sky, ship wrecks

     

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    I met this man walking along the beach in a ragged pair of pants, carefully picking the pebbles and putting them into his plastic bag. He looked like the homeless people I saw sleeping near the train station, but his face was really calm and quiet. He said “Bonjour” and something else to me in French, but unfortunately, my French was just as bad as his English. He gave me a round pebble, and continued walking. “All the lonely people Where do they all come from?” I just can’t help myself but whispering this song. : by mtrang, Views[419]
    I met this man walking along the beach in a ragged pair of pants, carefully picking the pebbles and putting them into his plastic bag. He looked like the homeless people I saw sleeping near the train station, but his face was really calm and quiet. He said “Bonjour” and something else to me in French, but unfortunately, my French was just as bad as his English. He gave me a round pebble, and continued walking. “All the lonely people Where do they all come from?” I just can’t help myself but whispering this song.

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