Red and friends at Kambah Travellers heading downunder don’t always consider the Australian Capital Territory’s Kambah as an alternative to more well known adventure destinations such as Uluru and the Great Barrier Reef. Sure, overpaid bureaucratsgovernment workers and fat cats politicians form a disproportionately high percentage of OZ capital Canberra’s ~400,000 population, with champion drinkers students making up much of
What’s a weary Aussie traveller to do after a few hours and a few hundred kilometres on the road? Stagger from the car – reeling from too much sitting and legs crossed since the last few sips of water – and head straight for the loo, of course! Or the nearest tree … It’s an Aussie outback traveller’s rite of
I’m SOOOOOOOOO lucky! I’ve been awarded the Sunshine Blog Award by TMW Hickman over at Not Just Another Mother Blogger – otherwise known as NJAMB! Why? Because – wannabees, take note – we Aussies shorten EVERYTHING! As for the award – “The Sunshine Blog Award is [apparently] awarded to bloggers whose positivity and creativity inspires others in the blogosphere”. And
It was love at first sight. When I first saw the FAAAAAABULOUS Journey Jottings Map Journal in a Visitor Information Centre, I HAD to have one! Then I found Linda’s Journey Jottings blog via Annabel Candy (of Get In the Hot Spot fame) and immediately became a follower! I couldn’t believe my luck when Linda commented on my blog (yes,
Sometimes, not planning turns out best. And sometimes the planets align and fabulous weather, bizarre experiences, brilliant destination and perfect moments all come together on one fine day … Fine in every sense! And the sky! The glorious sky!! Yes, Innes National Park at the very southern end of South Australia’s York Peninsula was already one of my favourite places.
Gorging yourself silly in OZ doesn’t mean what you’re probably thinking it means. For a start, I’m not even talking about food – although you haven’t lived until you’ve eaten at a fine OZ bakery – but I digress! No, I’m talking about gorges. OZ is riddled with them. And in some parts, you can’t swing a long-tailed