“We come from a land down under.”
It would be fair to say that I love adventuring abroad. But it is equally fair to say that I also love a sunburnt country. Australia is just such a country, “girt by sea” as our national anthem declares. It is a land as vast as it is diverse, with rugged deserts and red soil that define its sturdy interior contrasted with the tall blue gums that decorate its expansive bushland, providing the landscape it’s distinctive hue. It is home to a quirky troupe of native animals as well as a unique variety of Australian-English colloquialisms that will stump even the most astute visitor.
Australia is commonly referred to as “the lucky country”, a term coined by David Horne in his 1964 book of the same name. It is indeed a worthy term to describe this great southern land. I am indeed lucky to be born to parents who appreciated the power of nature to spark the curiosity of a young adventurer, nourishing my thirst for exploration; camping was a regular tradition - out in the wild, surrounded by eucalypts, around a glowing campfire, settled under a smattering of stars. Their efforts to get me and my sisters outdoors as much as possible lit a different kind of fire inside, one that sparked what is now a burning desire to see as much of the world as possible.
Although I continue to find ways to explore the world outside Australia's borders, Australia will always hold a special, tender place in my heart. It is, after all, where my story began.