The Glorified Gypsy
The travel writings of a vagabundo
When the borders shut, I improvised and planned on hiring a Kombi to do the east coast of Australia - a feat that would have broken my own record of 41 times. Of course, the Queensland government put an end that. All that was left, then, was the state of New South Wales.
Read MoreOne issue with the annual jelly wrestling competition…just try sourcing industrial quantities of KY Jelly during Mardi Gras. Seriously, it’s impossible. With typical foresight, however, I realised the consistency of hand sanitiser was exactly the same as KY Jelly, and so I spent most of February buying up all the local stock from chemists, supermarkets and old people homes in the Sydney area. Lucky I did because Australia was about to panic buy everything, including hand sanitiser.
Read MoreAs a die-hard backpacker, half the weight of my rucksack is already made up of Maggi noodles anyway, so I’m sympathetic, to an extent, about people prepping for hard times. The threat of coronavirus, however, has caused locals to buy up all the pasta, pasta sauces, rice, and toilet paper in a 10 kilometre radius. Who’d have thought people from Sydney’s eastern suburbs could be so self-absorbed and thoughtless.
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