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This is the story of one family’s adventure from Australia to England overland. We have a simple purpose – to show our children how beautiful this world is and to experience something together as a family that is utterly irreplaceable.

We’re not the first, we’re not the craziest or most unique. We are not setting out to be. We just want to share what we see and feel on the journey. There are some obvious common challenges like travelling with children and there are some not so common ones like travelling across the world with a Type 1 diabetic.

Hopefully this can share some insights, stir some thoughts or just help you with your own adventure.

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About Two Roads

I am not sure when this dream began. A romantic desire to drive from Australia to England – arm out the car window, dust, shimmering horizons – has been simmering away for an age. Then life bursts open with marriage and children and all priorities change. But then it crept back with a different motivation. It wasn’t about us anymore. We wanted to open our daughters minds and to create an event that would be locked in our collective memories – that would be a reference point for us as a family. “Do you remember the time when…”

We also wanted to show our children how beautiful this world is. It’s not the depressing, pessimistic, hate filled world you see creeping into your room through the evening news. We see and hear the bad stuff but the world is filled with a whole lot more of the people who want to live and love and create a safe, peaceful, optimistic world for their own children.

So here we go – the five of us (Matt, Mel, Tully, Ellie & Zoe for those we don’t know) from Australia to England overland. Drive from Melbourne to Darwin via Sydney. Fly from Darwin to Dili then turn left. Hopefully we will turn up in England about a year later. If we don’t then we may have just stopped and set up life in the South of Spain.

Here’s to the road less travelled.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The Road Not Taken Robert Frost (1874 – 1963)