This is a fairly short account of a road trip in Australia and Tasmania (wait, Tasmania IS Australia) so I guess I mean mainland Australia and the island of Tasmania, taken by some backpackers. If I were 50 years younger, doing what these folks did certainly would have appealed to me. It is a thirty-year old guy, and a female friend, (not girlfriend, as she is gay) who set off together to experience Australia. He had just spent 7 months in Asia, and now they planned on a year long trip in Australia.
They meet other travelers, and it is basically about how hard it is to travel in a small van with four people, how personalities mesh or collide, etc. Nothing any of us who have ever traveled in an enclosed space for any length of time with more than zero companions have not already learned.
There was no plot, and I am assuming it is non-fiction, more like a diary or blog, really. They travel, they make endless hikes up endless mountains to see endless views and an indeterminate amount of waterfalls. The end.