No use crying over spilled milk.....

Well, I almost now to Cairns! Whew!! It was a bloody hot drive through the Outback....which was the quickest way. Not really quick when the total distance was about 3,400 kilometers. Now the reason that I titled this post the way I did.....was for a number of reasons. First this is something that I tell myself daily....Australia has not been good to me and I have many times thought: get me out of this country...not really in those words....but ones more harsher. Daily I would tell Jayme 'what a beautiful country' this brought many laughs when we were sweating hot and seeing mile after mile of bush, flat land and nothingness. I was really thinking the complete opposite. Mostly this has to do with the crapper car we bought....yes there has been more shit with it! But this is where the no use crying over spilled milk comes in. I have thought many times why would anyone want to live here? Now I know I have heard from most people that they don't want to hear me gripe...because I am not working and seeing things most people will never see, and supposedly having the time of my life. This is true and I don't expect anyone to feel sorry for me, but not every experience is a time of my life one! I want to challenge anyone to experience this type of travel and tell me that it is not work. The backpacker type of travel I mean. Most people I know would not be cut out for it! Jayme asked me the other day, what food I missed from home....I told him that it was not food that I missed but the simpleness of things there. Most of you, the daily decisions you make are probably what should I have for lunch, or should I watch Friends or ER? Now I know that those are not the only decisions one makes in a day, but they are not hard decisions to make. Life on the road is hard work. Everyday things are about money....do we have enough to stay here, eat here, go there. And if we do any of those things are we going to have enough to make it through the rest of the trip.....Budget planning everyday takes a toll. Then there is the heat factor, which most people know it is hard to do anything when it is 100 degrees....which is what I have been in since we got here (it was their hottest summer on record) Now I know I am being tested, and that is why I tell myself to try and look forward because I can't cry about things I cannot change. Lets just say that there are many things I would do differently if I had a second chance. Maybe that is what backpacking is all about though, if you had all the money in the world, what would you learn....but that anything is at your dispossal. I met a guy here, that told me: that if bad things didn't happen, we wouldn't know how to fully appreciate when good things occur. This is what I have been trying to tell myself.....traveling like this, is teaching me alot of things, alot of it has to do about the places and things I see...but much of it also has to do with tools to use in life..I am I grateful for this....even though I whine sometimes, it is not because I want sympathy, but more of an understanding....that this life is not the easy life, nor one most people could endure, so to those who think that it is, it is not true....but I also know that this is the road I have chosen, and I am so thankful for being able to have this experience...the good, the bad, and the difficult...I will be a better person because of it! Love to everyone! Thanks for the definition about blokes....cleared that right up. I guess it really did come from Great Britian....do they use it there too?