The Rainforest Journals

Outing #47: We knew there’d be another ..

As long as I don’t have a home I can go to for some kind of privacy, the outings will happen: surrounded by people all day while I’m in town, the rainforest is the most privacy I get, period.

Outing #46: Last outing, for now.

A pigeon already cursed with ugliness gets mowed down by a tourist who denies doing it, seven cockatoo set karma right though, I mouth-feed one of them and .. you know this post spans a full fortnight – I cannot condense that much into an excerpt.. 14,531 words this week and counting.

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Outing #45: You women at the church are lovely 👧👵

I received admiration today among a host of other things, when all I was expecting were two 1kg bags of powdered milk which seemed to me like a pretty selfish request on my part anyway – given how many people that place feeds every day – but they happily gave me the last two bags in the cupboard. How sweet is that?

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Outing #44: I’ve got to leave town NOW..

It’s 6:30am and I’m sick of every fuckhead in town staring at me. I’ve gotta go before they all get up so I don’t have to put-up with another day faking it surrounded by the general public: pretending I’m having just as good a time as they are – it’s bullshit.

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Outing #43: Back to the bush

Thanks to the women at the pharmacy, I’ve got a tin of shortbread biscuits to stop me eating moths for tonight, and thank you Michele – best ex I’ve ever had.

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Outing #41: Back to civilization

New sunglasses, a newly cleaned campsite and a new woman telling me to hurry-up and end the camping silliness and return to her.

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Flashback: The first campsite

Though I’ve started this week’s journal entry, that’ll take a few days on-and-off before it’s done and posted, but I often find myself flicking through some of the photos I’ve taken and here’s one I haven’t posted.

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Outing #40: Guido, Bro, seriously

Guido Possum demonstrates how little concern he has for large, whumping aircraft with flashing lights.

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Outing #40: YOU THERE! WOMBAT!

A mystery visitor sneaking about outside the tent at midnight turns out to be another rarely spotted Marsupial.

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Outing #40: Happenings about town

With all the animals doing a whole bunch of fuck all lately, I’ll just write a recap of town this week – in bullet-point format – with a list of unimportant though actual events 🙂

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