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!”