A different kind of travelogue. As an avid young traveller I often wondered what would it would be like when I got older, gathered commitments, created children and accrued debt. This is what it's like.
The other day my son drew a picture.
It’s an everyday occurrence.
This picture was special for me though.
He had to draw a picture of his favourite thing that happened at the weekend.
His picture was him hanging in the trees in Davies Creek National Park with his “papa”.