I could do that...

I remember standing on the lower deck of a double decker bus, that was kitted out for sleeping and cooking and drunken adventurers, in Salt Lake City, thinking to myself, I love being on the road.

I just read a job advert to be a gardener at Uluru (Ayres Rock) and I thought I could do that.

I believe some people have the road in the blood. Maybe it’s from being an army brat. Maybe I like the idea of adventure and escape from the mundane. Maybe that's why I change jobs so much. I do know when I grow up and get over this responsible stuff I’m hitting the road again…