Across the Ditch – to New Zealand
There ain’t much travel happening these days, so I’m taking the opportunity to write up my accounts of trips long past – back when I thought a blog was a fallen tree in Transylvania.
There ain’t much travel happening these days, so I’m taking the opportunity to write up my accounts of trips long past – back when I thought a blog was a fallen tree in Transylvania.
That’s amazing”, she says. “I’ve just put our Hervey Bay trip into my calendar and Facebook has sent me an ad for whale watching!” Uh oh, here it comes.
As some of you may know, Nanette and I are in self-isolation at home after returning from Canada. Here’s a few short anecdotes of highlights so far
This blog is a bit different from my usual postings – in particular, it’s all true. It’s a bit long, so continue reading if you’re interested.
There’s an ancient riddle that goes “if a man is alone in the middle of the forest, and there’s no woman around, is he still wrong?” I learned today, yet again, that the answer is always “Yes!”
Visitors to Whistler need to bring five things – extra money, sturdy shoes, patience, a sense of adventure, and some more extra money. Workers at Whistler just need patience.
A quote you often hear around Vienna is that, depending on the weather, the Danube can be grey, brown or even green. The one colour it is not, the locals will tell you, is blue.
To say Europe is small, is like saying the universe is big. In fact, some Aussies we’ve met reckon they can travel across three countries in the same time it takes them to reach their back fence at home.
I think I’m forgiven – as long as we get to Vienna on time. You see, travelling by train was my idea.
I should have known that our big travel delay yesterday would mean a ‘compromise’ today. I don’t mean that wimpy 50/50 stuff, no, when we ‘compromise’, it’s either zero/100 or nothing. Here’s how it typically unfolds.