Wanderlust TRAVEL WRITING COMPETITION
Dec 10, 2020
2 minutes
WORDS MICHELLE TAYLOR
“Let’s get a photo of the sign,” I suggested. “It’s not every day we cross the Tropic of Capricorn.”
Paul nodded and eased his foot off the accelerator.
The tyres bounced and the suspension creaked as we pulled off the empty, tarmac road to Broome and onto the compacted orange
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