Where have I been? Why the howling silence? Thank you for all of your anxious enquiries, well at least the one from my mum who was mystified that there could be any place on the planet unreachable by the ‘interweb’, as she calls it. And she’s never even been to Bundoora.
Actually I’ve been on what I understand is called a ‘road trip’, in the outback, up north, to the ‘top end’. Imagine it: a 4WD, a tiny tent, 100s of square miles of unexplorable bush, plunge pools, and no Wi-Fi. Agreed there were rocks, crocs and blocks across the track, burning trees (well one anyway) and other such obstacles to be worked around, but when faced with the awesome might of nature I did what every Pom explorer ought to do – made a nice cup of earl grey tea and took in the view.
Normal service resumed the next week after a VCE Retreat, a graduation ceremony in Hong Kong and Kuala Lumpur, and the other pleasures of PVC-life. And just enough web access to tune in and hear that RMIT had shot up 100 places on QS rankings in social sciences – go GUSS!