Sometimes I’m glad to be in a continent where nobody knows me! At the Westrail bus station leaving Perth, as all the travelers gathered for the bus, I bent down to pick up a piece of paper, and FELL STRAIGHT BACKWARDS with the unexpected weight of my pack on my back. Sat like a flipped turtle for a few seconds, but I soon crawled back to my feet, tring to laugh it off. (Canadians, you’ll be happy to know that my Canadian flag showed proudly on the back of my pack the whole time!)