Everything's big up there, except the aeroplanes. There's a certain librarian up that way who won't be able to open her hand again for quite a while! (I crushed it on take off.) As with all terrifying experiences, however, once you've mastered your fear you're flying high. Literally!
I visited Kununurra, Wyndham and the tiny, remote community of Kalumburu. We sat in the grotto and read books for Indigenous Literacy Day and I got more snuggles than I've ever had in my whole life.
Love the kids up there. They are how kids should be - there because they want to be, reading for pleasure, loving and affectionate.