Last year I had an Australian landlord. He was laid back, always asking me 'how're you going?' and never concerned about anything but the Ashes. Caslazur has the same vibe; her girl is cool and calm. She turns heads, not because she looks a million dollars, but because her clothes have it all worked out.
As I sit here in front of the computer screen, looking at the names of the thousands of people who have signed the petition started by my friend, Andrew Hall, I can't help thinking about the reasons why so many people have taken time from their daily lives to contact me, sign the petition and share my story with their friends and family.
I fell in love with Western Australia not once, but twice. The first time I was in a little coastal town called Kalbarri. I had landed a job as a guitar player at a local seafood café, getting a free meal plus enough dollars to pay for my lodgings. As the sun set on the nearby ocean, I would play my tunes, sip beer then head home to look forward to another day of idling in the sunshine.