Tasmanian Adventures
Long time no blog! Yesterday I got back from a 5-day trip to Tasmania with friends from uni. Isn't it gorgeous? The trip was fantastic, but full of a whole host of hiccups that ended up turning into some unforgettable and hilarious stories, like the time we absolutely shredded a tire on the car (who we fondly named Bumblebee). We had to enlist the help of British and French tourists to change it and ended up with a four-car pile up on a gravel road, which ended with me being low. Not to mention the time we bogged the car in some sand and had to push it uphill. Sorry Bumblebee. But there were some diabetes hiccups too. I was really nervous before I left for a few reasons. I’d never flown alone before, and it had been 13 years since I’d last done it, so I’d never flown with diabetes. I was nervous about bad sugar levels so far from home. I was nervous about being far away from hospitals, hiking and not feeling low blood sugars because of exercise...