SANDY POWELL TALKS AT YOU is the column from Augusta-Margaret River Mail senior journalist Sandy Powell.
Sandy is the kind of guy to dance about the architecture, and he'll never waste wine when there are words to sell.
He is Jack's moving finger, writing, and having writ, he will move on.
For a barman he makes a good journalist.
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I had this idea that dropping my entire life, ridding myself of all possessions save for a backpack and a spare pair of underwear and jetting off around the world would hold some kind of poetry and mystery.
I would be Alexander Supertramp, setting off into the proverbial Alaskan wilderness to discover my own proverbial magical bus.
Ideally I would survive though, so I wouldn't make much of a literary hero.
But in reality so far it’s just been a lot of paperwork.
Not that that has dampened my resolve to jet off on this trip I am now mere weeks away from embarking upon, but far out, Canada, are all these VISA forms really necessary?
I only want go to snowboarding and maybe pour some beers while I’m there to fund said snowboarding.
Canada, don’t you realise that paperwork is the exact opposite thing that people who want to pour/drink beer and go snowboarding want to do?
Granted, now that I’m two weeks away from leaving I probably should have my VISA sorted already.
But! I’ve got three months in the US before I want to start working in Canada so I’ve got that up my sleeve, right, guys?
So I guess a part of me still believes I can do this just by winging it, with some carefree notion that I deserve to see the world, and all your customs and officials putting me in a holding pattern in your airport will just be another notch on the bedpost of my life’s experience.
That’s me done, readers of the Augusta-Margaret River Mail and the rest of regional WA.
Thanks for all the stories.
