When my best friend moved semi-permanently to Cambodia, I was devastated. I thought I'd never be able to survive the separation and I immediately made plans to visit her.
To celebrate 100 likes on my instagram account, as well as my first ever white Christmas, I wanted to answer a question that I've been asked by a few times. What one earth does "KATIE_KWAHERI" mean? I guess that's a fair question. Let's break it down. Katie...well that's my real name. It's on my license, [...]
After driving all day, by nightfall or well after nightfall really, we were somewhere in the "sheep country" of SA, a bit over an hour short of Broken Hill. There was nothing 'comfy' like sand here.
If you're ever travelling across Australia on the Eyre Highway, be sure to budget time for The Old Telegraph Station.
Daddy and the Policeman were talking in grown-up language, Mummy was sitting very still and quiet and I was sobbing to myself in the backseat. I didn't know what was going to happen to us. I thought for sure Daddy was going to go to jail and we might never see him again. After a while, we drove very slowly, in front of the Police Car to the next town where we had to wait in the car while Daddy disappeared into the station.