A global pandemic wasn’t exactly on our checklists of things to plan for down under.
If one person has a fever we all have to stay home and quarantine. Not exactly on the top of our to-do lists when most of us only have a few days wiggle room to get our 88 days for our visa extension.
The branches pull free from their twists and whip me in the face and we curse loudly at the bushiest of the vines
I’ve moved into a working hostel in Northern Victoria – snagging a job in the brief few weeks that farms allowed new backpackers in before slamming their doors shut once more due to coronavirus spikes.
But two weeks ago, that ground to a halt, and this social butterfly retreated into a cocoon.
What no one had mentioned, yet what is all over the internet, was how ridiculous the weather is down here.
“All you Americans think is Australia is so dangerous! That we’re all kangaroos and poisonous spiders!”