Pictures

Darling Harbour, Barangaroo, Circular Quay, Sydney Harbour, Sydney Opera House, Chinese New Year

Blue Mountains, Jenolan Caves, Ferry back to Sydney, Macquarie Point, Anzac War Memorial, Hyde Park

Nan Tien Buddhist Temple

Canberra, Australia War Memorial, Mt. Ainslie, Last Post Ceremony

 

My final thoughts and some backpacking advice.

About a year and a half ago, I woke up one day and decided it was time to go back to Australia. If you’ve been living vicariously through me for the last 6 months, then you know it’s the best decision I’ve ever made it my life. It was also the scariest, craziest, most incredible, uncomfortable, rewarding thing I’ve ever done, which is saying a lot.

I absolutely love talking about my trip, but the most annoying question I get from people is, “So, what’s your next adventure?” My initial thought is, “I just got home from a debt inducing, trip of a lifetime. The next adventure is going back to the real world.” These are some of the same people that wondered silently and sometimes not so silently when I was going to “do something with my life.” My laundry list of adventures (even before this) resembles the neverending pile of laundry my cousin, Jess, does for her family of six, but I take this trip and now you finally see it???

I will never stop having adventures or seeing as much of this world as I can manage, but for now, I have to go back to work.

With that said, along the way I tried to write down any advice I had for anyone thinking about taking on a backpacking trip. It is certainly an incomplete list and I encourage anyone I met along the way, that happens to be reading this, to add any advice they may have in the comments section.

-Don’t plan everything beforehand. Attempting to plan this trip was overwhelming. I ended up just reading my travel guides and highlighting anything I thought I wanted to see/do. Not having a plan that I had to stick to was one of the best things that could have happened. Literally hours before booking a flight back to Sydney from Adelaide, Didi and Katja talked me into going on a 6 day tour from Adelaide to Alice Springs with them and it was the best thing I did the entire trip. Have a general idea, but not a strict schedule.

-Remember you’re on vacation, but don’t spend like it’s a vacation. People splurge on vacation. Money became an issue at the end of my trip and I promise you those expensive dinners aren’t worth missing out on other experiences.
-Stop every so often and think about how crazy what you’re doing is and just appreciate that for a few minutes. Sometimes you forget.
-Living in hostels is not usually fun. Don’t stay in chain hostels (like YHA’s), smaller hostels are often cheaper, nicer and less crowded. Figure out what your needs are: wifi, free breakfast, party or non-party environment, etc. Read the reviews to see if your needs will be met.
-Don’t be the asshole with a huge plug on your charger that makes it so nobody can use the outlet next to yours. Outlets were one of my big needs. Some hostels have one for each bed. A power strip is handy if you have room to pack one.
-Talk to people. I’m not the best at meeting new people. It’s outside my comfort zone and I had to do it every few days. Some of the people I met along the way shaped my entire trip though.
-Don’t be afraid to go outside of your comfort zone. I spent most of my trip outside of my comfort zone. It’s how you learn things about yourself and grow as a person.
-Spend the money to do some guided tours. It’s nice to just be along for the ride sometimes. Tours are also where I met most of the people that I now call friends.
-If you have to make budget choices, eat cheap rather than skipping experiences. You can have a $30 dinner at home, spend it on something you can’t do back home. Remember how to eat like a poor college kid. I ate out too often, but it was usually fast food. I also ate a lot of Ramen Noodles.
-Keep a journal, you’ll want it when you go through your pictures and wonder where the hell you were that day.
-Get a good camera and learn how to use it. I often thought my pictures weren’t doing justice to what I was seeing.
-Use credit cards for almost everything and pay them off every month. Taking out cash is often expensive (it usually cost me about $10 to use an atm). You can get a card with no international transaction fees and earn rewards the whole time too.

-The most important advice I can give you is if you’ve ever considered doing something like this, JUST DO IT!!! Save your money, quit your job, sell your house, take out a loan. Short of putting your kids up for adoption, do whatever it takes. You aren’t getting any younger and tomorrow isn’t promised to anyone. You’re never going to lay on your death bed and think, “Man, I wish I traveled less and worked more.”

Now, I want to share with you the most important advice that I got before my trip. It was a text message from my amazing, astonishing, seemingly fearless, inspirational cousin, Kimmie, who had previously spent a year driving around the U.S. in a van playing her music.

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“Hi Greg,
I was going to try to write you a letter before you left, but haven’t had a chance yet. If there is anywhere I can send you a letter along your way, let me know. If not, I hope you have an amazing journey. I know you will. I imagine it will be one of the most challenging and rewarding experiences you could have. I hope the good days help you find your bliss and your inspiration, and the bad days help you find your strength in vulnerability. I hope you feel all the feels and find your own path, your own truth, your own heart and soul and healing along the way. Don’t be afraid to reach out to strangers and ask for help. Don’t be afraid to reach inward and explore on your own. Don’t be discouraged by the times that don’t feel nearly as romantic or glorious as you imagined. Appreciate every second of the ones that surpass your wildest dreams. Do everything you can to keep an open heart and an open mind always and be present in each moment. I am so psyched for you and proud that you are taking on this dream. Do it for you and nobody else. Go for that something “more,” that something “bigger” that you desire. Be open to it however it shows up. I love you so much. Safe journeys. 🤗”

I read this text so many times over the last 6 months, including almost every single day for the first month of my trip when I was really struggling. I honestly do not know if I would have stayed the entire time without her words. Thanks again, Kim. Love you!!

The other question I get a lot is, “Was it everything you thought it would be?” My answer is, “It was absolutely nothing that I thought it would be, but in the best possible way.”

This will probably be my last written post, but between my digital camera, skydiving and the Cage of Death, I have about 2,300 pictures that I haven’t shared so once I’ve gone through them and picked out the good ones, there will be some picture posts with captions.

I want to thank everyone who has taken the time to read and experience my journey with me, as it has made the countless hours of writing worth it. As of my last post, I had written 45 posts and had over 7,200 views, from 1,300 people in 20 different countries, so seriously thank you!!

“A wiseman travels to discover himself.”-  James Russell Lowell

I think it’s going to take some time to settle back into life to see what I’ve learned about myself and I do not know what my next journey in life will be, but I can promise you it will be anything but ordinary. I just can’t be that.

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You miss your old familiar friends waiting just around the bend…..

I may have been done exploring foreign lands, but I wasn’t quite done exploring. Other than a layover at LAX, I had never been to California and there was a wedding in San Fransisco with my name on it. Actually, it had Brian and Amanda Zunner-Keating’s names on it, but let’s be serious…….”open bar” is my middle name. Gregory Open-Bar Greenberg. I roll in, the beat drops and people be like, “Da-da-da-da-da, it’s the motherfucking GOBG….Greenballz, motherfuckers.” If you know the song, I hope it’s stuck in your head right now because it’s been stuck in mine for 10 minutes while I tried to come up with that line. If you don’t know it, allow me to introduce you…..

I still maintain that Dr. Dre’s “Chronic” album is one of the greatest rap albums of all time.

The best part about this wedding was that it was a family wedding and that meant that one whole side of my family was going to be there!!! My mom, step-dad (Brian), and sister (Cassie) picked me up at the airport and we headed to the house we had rented in Mill Valley via the Golden Gate Bridge.

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I only slept 1 hour on the 14 hour flight from Sydney to Vancouver.  I left Sydney at 10:10 am on June 29th and arrived in Vancouver at 7:50 am on June 29th. I will never share the secret of time travel with any of you!!!

After a short nap, I went with my aunt (Faith), her husband (Dave) and my cousin (Kimmie) to the airport to pick up Jess, James and the kids. I was so excited for this part!!! I hid in the back of the van and waited to surprise them.

Out of the way James!!! CUT!!! Take 2…and…..ACTION!!!

AHHHHHH!!! I missed those hugs!!! As the 10 of us drove back across the Golden Gate Bridge, we broke into a rousing rendition of the Full House theme song. “When you’re lost out there and you’re all alone, a light is waiting to carry you home. Everywhere you look…” It’s good to be home-ish!!

The next day, my mom, Brian, Cassie and I went down to Pier 39 to meet up with the Laraia’s (my other aunt, uncle and cousins on my mom’s side) after their tour of Alcatraz. We went to the world famous Ghirardelli’s for ice cream and wandered around the boardwalk for a while.

We went our separate ways after a few hours and I started Operation Full House house. Mission failure was not an option. The fate of my San Fransisco experience and my childhood rested upon the success of this mission.

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I’m pleased to announce that the mission was a success, although the steps of the Tanner home were a little less full than I would have liked (I’m talkin to you, cousins. Ya, all of you!!)

1709 Broderick Street, San Fransisco (in case anyone wants to visit the Tanners).

The Tanner’s didn’t have room for an extra 4 people at the dinner table, so we headed back over the bridge to Sausalito for dinner. After some cocktails and a delicious, seafood dinner we went over to San Rafael to visit with the everyone else at each of the houses they had rented.

The next morning, the McGowan’s had an interesting ride up the mountain to pick Cassie and I up to head into the city.  In just 5 short days, I learned exactly how fearful of windy, mountain roads a few members of my family are and my dreams of retiring to New Zealand and dragging my whole family along were shattered forever.

We went to lunch at Pier 39, which is code for the grown ups need a cocktail. Between my drinks and the kids’ root beer floats, it was time to get silly and by “time to get” I mean it’s pretty much 24-7.  We had almost 6 months of pent up awesomeness to get out.

We finished lunch, walked around the shops at the pier and saw the sea lions before it was time to head back over the bridge to get ready for the wedding rehearsal and dinner.

We drove up into the mountains to the wedding venue and I was once again in a eucalyptus forest. It was almost like being in Australia with my family, except not even close. I took a short hike with Logan and Kylah before the wedding rehearsal started and then got cast as a ruggedly handsome, yet still adorable, fill-in escort for the mother of the bride.

The rest of the night went well and everyone headed home after a couple hours at the dinner. Had to rest up for the real perfomance the next day!!

The wedding went off without a hitch the next day and everyone made it down to the marina in plenty of time for the reception boat. I’m sorry, the absolutely gorgeous, 4 level, reception yacht. It was time to party!!!

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A rare, serious moment.

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Almost got the whole family!!

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Did someone say after party? Where we going? The Bar With No Name? Great!! I wouldn’t have remembered the name the next day anyway.

That’s as serious as I’ve ever seen Jess in most pictures in my entire life. Clearly, I missed the memo.

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I literally have no idea who those two other people from the wedding are, but if anyone reading this does, then please tell them I made them famous.

AIN’T NO PARTY LIKE A PANO PARTY, CUZ A PANO PARTY…….stops at a reasonable hour before us weirdos scare other people too much.

(Somewhere there is a cake cutting video that I need to get my hands on.)

I was later informed of Uber rides home and having to walk (or stumble) up the steep driveway back at the house. Weddings really bring out the Fuzzy in me.

I managed to get out of bed the next day to walk across the Golden Gate Bridge in the gorgeous, San Fransisco fog.

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We met the last remaining family members in the city for lunch.

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After lunch we went for a walk through Haight-Ashbury, which apparently is the real San Fransisco treat. This area of San Fran is where the whole hippie, “free love” movement started and never left. Public use and sale of marijuana seems to be ignored by law enforcement. I saw people smoking blunts, corner drug deals and a guy selling buds out of a gallon, glass jar.

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Hungover and not amused.

The other thing I saw and can never unsee was a man, probably in his late sixties, walking down the street wearing nothing but a hat and a sock on his penis. This was also part of the “not amused” look in the photo above.

After a stroll through Golden Gate Park, which is best described as “a place I would avoid at night,” we all headed back to our house in Mill Valley before going out for our last dinner in California.

The next day it was back to Cape Cod to see the rest of the people that had missed me so much. Lots of drinking would ensue over the next 4 days, but I made it back to Holliston in one piece and have been trying to organize my life before rejoining the real world and going back to work. Do I have to??

The Greatest Picture in the History of Sydney Harbour.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but there aren’t enough words in the English language to describe the awesomeness of this picture. So…….

Here’s a list of ways to say “awesome” in different languages:

Dutch-ontzagwekkend
Finnish-mahtava
Spanish-asombroso
Italian-impressionante
Greek- εντυπωσιακό (entiposiako)
French – génial
Frisian – untsachlik
German – ehrfürchtig
Japanese- Subarashii (素晴らしい、すばらしい)
Korean-Chang (굉장)
Russian- великолепный (velikolepniy)
Tagalog- mahusay
Portuguese-fantástico

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