Happy birthday Molly and Katie.
I’m slightly behind but I’m going to pretend that I’m not.
Here is a link to when our heroes sat in their car/on their beds/in their kitchen eating wheatbix: https://www.facebook.com/sammi.travis.7/media_set?set=a.10100588566395159.1073741856.13807789&
And here are a dozen more Australian photos:
Imagine being so small you have to grow up to be a shrimp
Good use of surfboard.
The rusted out van is the national flower of travelers.
Kinne, on 7 mate. Huge fan.
Birdwatching is fun if you don’t like fun.
The second rating is “high”.
I’d be beside myself with joy but there wasn’t enough room in the car.
“No one likes the soccer players” said my wrestling tour guide at the Australian Institue of Sport.
This cake tastes strange. Is there an anti-caking agent in it?
Kangaroo burger.
There are more calories in the world than people.
This man lets unqualified American strangers run his store.
The sun whets itself.
The Little Death deserves a mention: Currently in theaters, I’ve seen it 3 times — it’s hilarious!
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In things I feel like sharing I’ve been brainstorming Halloween costumes,
we’re leaning towards Feng Shui.
In continuing to a- and be- muse myself news: I’m renaming my blog — Samantics — gear up for the next ANTtry.
I have rediscovered my love of dogs, developed an appreciation for police in Townsville, heard crickey in context, considered naming my never-will-be-born child Zazu, and flirted with basil as perfume. My next post will take me on a plane and bring us all to the Northern Territories where I’ll redefine fun.
See you soon,
‘mi
Adventuresam 