Travel
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Sydney Sightseeing
Sometimes being a tourist in your own country is enough to remind you how beautiful home can be.
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Well-Deserved Dinner
We arrived in Karumba at 2 pm, went straight to work, and by 6:30 our well-deserved dinner at Sunset Tavern disappeared almost as soon as it reached the table.
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Mixing Business With Pleasure: A 78-Hour Road Trip to Karumba
What began as a weekend work trip to Karumba somehow became 63 hours of lava tubes, fishing, a four-hour wrong turn, a thunderstorm and a police chase involving an esky full of catfish.
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Amsterdam to London
I made it to Schiphol Airport without getting lost and felt very proud of myself — until I discovered my gate was another 50-minute walk away. By the time I reached London, I had missed breakfast, blown my accommodation budget and developed a desperate need for rice. 😂
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Day 1 in Tokyo: Interestingly Challenging, but Great!
We left our Tokyo hotel two hours early so we wouldn’t miss our Disneyland pickup. We still got lost, waited at the wrong FamilyMart, missed the tour, missed seven train changes and somehow ended up at the wrong hotel. At least I learned how to ride the train.
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The Chase Is Over!!!
My ski lesson was cancelled, Hakuba told us not to come expecting snow, and I spent a day chasing forecasts around Nagano. Then I spotted one magical word beside Togakushi Shrine: snow.
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An Evening at Zenkoji Temple
Zenkoji Temple was only a 30-minute walk from our accommodation, and by lucky timing we visited during its evening illumination. After several days of chasing plans around Japan, it was lovely just to walk, look and enjoy.
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New Hairstyle!!!
With nothing planned until the next day, I decided a haircut and new hair colour in Japan sounded like a perfectly sensible way to spend the afternoon. What could possibly go wrong?
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Meeting the Snow Monkeys
The snow monkeys were adorable — especially the babies. Graeme spent most of the visit worried I might try to take one home. For the record, I behaved myself.
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Japanese Customs, Courtesies and Tradition
Our first night in a traditional Japanese ryokan involved slipper confusion, robes we couldn’t wear properly, a carefully timed chef told us he was only just bringing out the main course.
Stories Along the Way 