I crept out of bed at 6 a.m. to the sound of kookaburras’ wild laughter, and then back into bed, since darkness had not yet given up its hold on Tallangatta. An hour later, I strolled the streets ne...
Brilliant sunlight lasered through the sheer curtains of our hotel room at 8 a.m., waking Vilis and me after only four hours of rest following fitful dozing on a flight that eventually departed from T...
