Cooktown, Tropical Far North Queensland, Australia

Our day #13 in Australia we spent in Cooktown, a tiny town with a big history. Exactly here, Captain James Cook landed in 1770 and he chose an amazing spot. It's beautiful over there. Even though it was raining cats and dogs, the nature surrounding us was doing more than just making us breathless... It made me feel more connected to myself like never before. The tropical heavy rain gave us a chance to relax instead of rushing somewhere to see new corners, explore new turns. It was just nice to be on the deck of our Seaview Motel, look at the endless galaxy of trees and shore, drinking wine, reading, and listening to my own thoughts. Sadly we didn't have enough time to spend more days in this quiet place because we would. And then, maybe, we would never have left.

Half of our trip was basically behind us, in the past, going faster and faster to memory. That made me a little sad and I thought of new beginnings that were awaiting for me in the nearest future, those beginnings that usually terrify me. But they didn't seem quite so terrifying there in such a remote place. At the end of the day, the most important thing is sitting in cozy silence with yourself and not feeling alone.