escort diary® of Kylie Wyote: Echuca here I Cum
I can’t believe how amazing it feels to finally arrive in Echuca. The moment I got here, everything slowed down in the best way. The Murray River is as calming as ever, winding past the gum trees like it’s been waiting for me. I love wandering down to the Port of Echuca, watching the paddle steamers glide by and imagining all the stories they carry. The river walks at sunset never get old, and the little cafés dotted around town somehow always know exactly what I need — good coffee, good food, and zero rush.
There’s something grounding about this place. Maybe it’s the water, maybe it’s the history, or maybe it’s just how easy it is to breathe here. I’m completely booked out this visit, which I’m so grateful for, but it does mean I’ll have to come back again — likely around March 2nd or 3rd, depending on my clients. Honestly, I’m already looking forward to it. Echuca has that pull that never really lets you leave.
