Stories by Mark Peters


    Travel Stories

    Into the Heart of Australia Between Boxing Day, 1995 and January 12, 1996 I drove 9,510 kilometres through the heart of Australia. This is the story of the trip, now fully illustrated.
    Return to the Heart Only twelve months later I return to the desert, this time with my niece.
    Dropping in on Japan: an Australian's first encounter I have just returned to Australia after twenty-one days in Japan and it feels terrible to be back. I’ve entered a melancholic vacuum and badly miss Japan. Just why this feeling is so strong is difficult to say, but perhaps an account of the last three weeks might explain it, partially at least.
    Dropping in on Australia: a Nihon-jin's first encounter For the third time I drive to Ayres Rock. This time with a Japanese woman who has never been camping, or even slept outdoors, never driven off-road, or seen the desert, or breathed the dust...
    The Water World: a summer visit to Japan I return to Japan and find rain, mist, clouds, steam, hot springs, rivers, communal baths, lakes, snow, and sweat.
    Moving into the Picture: millennium days in Japan I discuss dingoes with Japan's academica, successfully raid a ninja stronghold, ride indoor surf, smell a volcano, taste squid guts, and face the Japanese Paradox: when you finally get it, you don't.
     
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