Gloria

You haven't met Gloria yet, allow me to introduce our automotive companion. Gloria. A Toyota 19'something . Apollo owned and operated, license plated Queensland the Sunshine State!

Twas about a month ago, Tadhg , Sam and I sat infront of our laptop screens browsing and scrolling through possible campervans . Seems so long ago really. We found the Apollo company webpage, filled in the infomation feilds , watched the loading circles twirl, decided they had what we needed and made the reservation. The first day of the trip I remember we were nervous. 1. to drive for the first time in awhile and 2. for the size and condition of the van. But there she was like double cherry pie, like disco superfly . wow.

Now here we are smelling not of sex but alot like candy, inside  of our loving maternal vehicle Gloria. She really is a beauty. Apart from the broken, drawer, leaky fridge, loose screw, one week with a broken table, uphill difficulties and mysterious disappearences of anything smaller than a shoe. Let's just say she keeps us together whilst she crumbles apart. As any loving mother does. We've got 12 days left. TWELVE DAYS. For us that's basically 12 loafs of bread and 36 more times to curse at the broken drawer. Or 11 cramped, sweaty nights. 2 headphones , 4 phone chargers, 1 cup, 1 bowl , 2 jars of peanut butter , 4 of nutella and who knows how many pairs of Tadhg's socks..

She even has a theme song. Gloria by Abba. We've even chosen her over a/c, wifi, attractive people and comfy couches. This is true love in its most pure form. The way the sun shines through the sandy coloured curtains that make her interior feel like dune walls. Or a coffin when you lay with your head to the back. Oh and the endless possibilities for finding a place to hang towels or undies to dry. It's really uncany.


We will miss you Gloria. Perhaps most of all ... directly quoting from the mouths of her other off spring.

"Air conditioning."

Ps. Tadgh said he'd miss nothing but I think that's just denial.

Currently she is carrying us to Whitsundays for a few nights and than Cairns than back to Whitsundays for a boat tour and than dare I say it  we hfjk make our hdaj way back to jshSydney. Sorry my tears were hitting my keypad there. *sniff sniff sigh.*


Kids hugs your parents and tell them you love them. When they ask why just tell them Salty Skinned Honeys x Gloria only 12 days left.

Salty Skinned Honeys x Gloria x Day 10

Without further adieu Salty Skinned Honeys x Gloria x day 10.

One thing I want to shout out quickly, I wrote a little memior of my favourite moments at work that I forgot to publish before leaving. Would you please join me in a moment of silence for the titled "Can You Dust The Sofa"

*uno momento silencio*

Lest we forget. which is a perfect segue to the first 2 days of the roadie...

Lest we forgot: 

1. How to drive manual. Practice makes perfect

2. To take corners slowly

3. To turn the gass off so it doesnt leak out everywhere!

4. How simply beautiful a stary sky is at night after living in the city for the past 6 months.

Oh yes I should introduce by name each Salty Skinned Honey. In no particular order: 

Sam- french lady

Tadhg- only boy in the world

Me- entertainment 

Kate- driver extraordinaire !

First nights dinner by Chef Tadhg. Fish curry served with rice. Bon appetite! Cutesie beach community, amazing sunset, our second camp site was pimping. The community kitchen/louge was fully equipt. Surround sound plasma tv, a magic bullet for a morning smoothie and a cockroach the size of small rat. 

Made Bolognese. Roach free.
Day 4 we made it to.. Bryon Bay!

Very peacefull, swavy, beachy melodic rhythm in the air. (Im trying not to use the word hippie) This is where perhaps by the powers of devine intervention; four weary eyed , sweaty, campsite-less honeys stumbled towards the greyhound kiosk, in seek of knowledge about where to park for sleeping that night. We ended up melting in the palms of a travel guru. He pulled out the big map, the photo albums , the charming smile.. we ended up replanning our whole trip.

For better and for worse. I'll save the details for my next post because our first excursion is but 3 days away now!! 
We spent two nights in Byron than chugged on to the Gold Coast. By this time the sun burns are out and the bras are off. It's a hot mess and our first inside joke is born. Six socks, one shoe , a pair of womens panties. An ode to Miami Beach, Surfers Paradise. 
From there we did Brisbane, Elimbah, Sunshine Coast and now Noosa! Birth rate of induendoes is on the rise and we've got nicknames: Double T and Double F and of course Salty Skinned Honeys. The van has carried us in her womb so naturaly we've come to know this mama as... Gloria. 
10 days in and we are loved. We are well fed and showered. Someone tell our Mothers. Xx Pray that during the next 20 we can still confidently call our mothers saying the same thing.
Halleluja.

She's claimed territory ("Gloria's Nest" Elimbah QLS. 27.0150°S, 152.9470° E) Scalled mountains whilst we aided heartbreak to the man of the tribe and manage to stay sain cleaning up after him.