“Do you know anywhere good to eat in Melbourne?” This message has been popping up in my inbox more and more frequently over the last few years. Maybe it has something to do with millions of pictures of meals that consume my mobile memory, or the somewhat mad ramblings of my love-affair with the not … Continue reading Melbourne Musts
Not a fan of driving? Not a problem. As I’ve found out, catching the train to the country is easey peasy, and actually aesthetically-pleasing, thanks to TrainLink. So when the parents went up again and I found a couple of days to spare (literally), I hoped onboard and headed out west. There is nothing more … Continue reading Off to Orange
Off to Orange we go, after a quick pit stop in Thirlmere for his family Christmas (it’s on the way, right?). Loaded with ham, turkey and all the trimmings, plus some pretty sweet Santa sacks, we messaged mum to get the Christmas pudding in the oven and hit the road. It would be the first … Continue reading A Christmas in the Country
What do you get when you take ten Drifters, two days, too many drinks and sweet digs in Palm Beach? Scroll on. Thanks to Josh for everything, Olly for the dance moves, Clem for the chaos, and everyone else for totally bringing it. Merry Christmas, kids. E x Continue reading Drifting to Palm Beach
You know you’ve got it good when you find someone who is equally as prepared, and even happier, to spend their every last cent on good food and wine. Well, that’s what I’ve got in him. So a post-exam trip to Melbourne for some serious eating, drinking and then a bit more eating, is always … Continue reading Be Mine, Melbourne
Now before you say anything, yes I know I am breaking code with this post. It’s not travel. But those of you who know me could probably argue that to get me all the way to Darlinghurst on a cold, rainy night takes about as much planning as a overseas trip. Plus, this experience seemed … Continue reading Messing around at Messina
I exaggerate, I exaggerate. But after spending a week here I really do wish I could just pick everything up and relocate. Even the cold weather doesn’t put me off. Anyone who knows me well, knows that me and my pale skin loooove the cold and any excuse to snuggle up in a thousand layers, eat … Continue reading Moving to Melbourne
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