“Today I took the bus to visit the Transport Museum. Fuck, things are getting desperate. I noticed a man, falling asleep at 11am on his way from the station. His skin was tarnished orange and his head flopped around, but the can of beer he held remained stable. He had an unzipped banana in the other hand with one bite gone. More bananas rested on his lap in a clear plastic bag, wholesome and unsoiled.”
It is 2007 and Sarah Price is a travel agent from Perth, Australia, who hasn’t had a decent conversation since leaving university five years ago. She’s about to be promoted and is slowly turning to stone. Then she meets Oliver, the young Swiss guy who speaks of history and politics, goes to a creativity seminar where she’s the youngest by fifty years and has an epiphany while watching the e-special on Oprah home alone on Saturday night again, when even her parents are out. We meet her in Switzerland a year later, about to embark on an actual travel adventure.
But what happens when you go overseas for this amazing cultural experience and you don’t change? How do you facilitate your Eat, Pray, Love when you’ve only been ingesting souvenir chocolate and the only one you’ve met is an Irish body-builder. What if you can’t stop watching the Kardashians and Dr 90210?
She writes a blog, which no one reads. Wonderlust is this blog.
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Wishing you a magical week wild heart..
Lots of love,