There and back again

So after a second day on the road we have reached a place called Grafton.

So we have hit the road in our Hyundai Elantra automatic 2l monster, its not that big but compared to what we normaly drive, it feels huge. Since the initial panic of figuring out how to drive an automatic car in the car park and navigate our way out of the middle of Sydney we have been [...]

After we emerged from the shadow of the tallest man in Sydney and side stepped  a strange man with a back pack on dancing like he was a chicken trying to suck a worm out of the ground with great difficulty, we got the closest to Bono we have ever been, not exactly a religious [...]

Newtown is a very old part of Sydney. It has been described as ‘an arty-farty suburb filled with freaks, poofs, junkies and weirdoes’ but thought it looked a bit like Camden on a Sunday.

Australians seem to have a very literal convention for naming things, a black snake with a red belly is the red bellied black snake, the mountains with snow on are the Snowy Mountains and the large desert containing a lot of sand is the Great Sandy Desert. One place that defies this convention is the [...]