Even cow girls get the blues
Besides the fact that I would never hitchhike in Australia and I don’t have Sissy Hankshaw’s thumbs, I like the whole premise of taking a flaw and using it to your advantage. This gas station that I happened across, is the perfect clash of modern and old, clinical and yet, rich with character. It is this diversity and contrast that draws the eye and adds intrigue. Nothing like neon lights against tiled roofs, dusty truck trails and an indoor plant storehouse. It fits so well with the Australian country side. Seemingly untouched and reminiscent of 20th century real estate, encrusted with contemporary infrastructure. While I can’t see myself living outside of a metropolitan area for more than 2 weeks before bouncing off the walls (or lack there of), I find the country so beautiful and almost aesthetically romantic. You can get so used to the formula and formation behind a city and while there are many hidden places in such an expansive and developed area, I do love the hidden and sometimes seemingly uncovered gems scattered across the Australian landscape.