Backpacker fashion. The two might seem
a contradiction in terms , but I definitely
have noticed some interesting backpacker
style of late.
I love the thought of jumping in a van and
heading with a group of friends across the
desert into the Australian centre.
Or up the coast to Byron Bay.. maybe as
far as Cairns, Darwin and Kakadu.
I did it all through India with one change
of clothes and a bomber jacket that
doubled as a pillow on long train trips.
All I know is your clothes become a
travelling uniform , holding memories
of adventures and sunsets at foreign beaches.
Dusty with journeys into the middle of
nowhere and back.
Four wheel drives become homes
and surfboards or a much loved chess-
set, your only possessions.