Arriving in Melbourne with very little money left, Phoebe and I decide to complete these 88 days right away. The apple season is starting in Tasmania – the island to the south of Australia – so we head down there and find a job picking apples.
Now, faced with the reality that we’re stuck on a small, rural island for the foreseeable future, here is: A Brief Guide to picking Apples in the Apocalypse.
…but the drive to work – through the valley and along the riverside as the sun rises and the rays of light catch in the mist – is beautiful. At a time when most people aren’t allowed to leave their homes, it’s something to be savoured.