Back in Australia and all is nice, ride through the streets of Darwin and feel like a tourist, notice the ucaliptus in the air and the red dirt on the utes get involved in the drinking culture.
It never really comes together and lingers in the back of my mind with tlttle to hold it together . the experiance is a long way from where i feel i was hoping that somewhere along the track it would all solidify into a coherent experiance. That life-aferming signe that i feel when I'm on the road but life is all so everpresent and within the week I've got place to stay and another labouring job. It all seems so easy to settle into and so hard o break from . Maybe it just takes the repitition to become normal. Brek it again and as soon as and as offen as possable.
But for now back at it, spend another summer in Darwin make another plan.