We broke the long ten-hour drive from Gold Coast to Sydney into two. Our Couchsurfing host Chris, a British who’s been living in Port Macquarie for thirty-six years now (and a gold mine of hilarious traveloques), took us in for a night even though we were traveling with a toddler. Behind his beautiful backyard is…
beaches
The First Hundred: Stoked and Suffolk-ated
Australia, the 22nd country and fourth continent I’ve set foot on (pardon the vaunting of numbers, but it’s a bucket list thing). It’s also the first stop that we chose for our round-the-world trip. I reckon a three-month stay is too long if you wander around just a handful of cities, but too short if…
Snapshot Saturday: Postcard #5 Tallow Beach, New South Wales
It’s day 95 of our our round-the-world trip, and we’ve finally settled in our abode for six weeks. The artist’s home that we’re renting is one of the few permanent houses in a caravan park, and the weekly rate is surprisingly cheap (even cheaper than dorm rooms in backpacker hostels). Its location is not exactly…
501 Must-Visit Cities Book: And the winner is…
Three birthday shindigs (two of which are baby Luna’s) over the weekend plus a ten-hour drive from Sydney to Byron Bay kept us from drawing the winner of the coffee table book, 501 Must-Visit Cities, on time. Earlier today at Tallow Beach (New South Wales, Australia), just a few meters from an artist’s house we’re…
Surfers Paradise: Surf Ain’t Up
Snapshot(s) Saturday: Postcard #3 Manly Beach, Sydney
Snapshot Saturday: Bantayan The Beautiful
Serene stretch of pearly white beach. View from Sta. Fe Beach Club, Bantayan Island (Cebu, Philippines). Today’s glum weather in Sydney made us long for anything tropical. We’re on the 60th day of our homelessness and currently battling a visa matter. Once we’ve surpassed that, we’re off to our next destination! TweetShare This page was…
San Juan, La Union: Newborn Meets Beach
My stomach lurched as the driver-gone-kamikaze did a suicidal overtake while speeding through a sharp curve. As if the zigzagging Naguilian Road was not enough to make me woozy. Such terrible decision boarding that aircon bus from Baguio to La Union. Closed windows always make me feel suffocated. Luna’s first time to wriggle her toes…
Piedras Blancas, California: Seal Ville
The zigzagging segment of California’s Highway 1 that ascends to Big Sur made me feel all snoozy, however, a nipping frigorific breeze that seeped through the sunroof kept me wide awake. My hubby, our 8-month old daughter and I were aboard our hired car en route to San Francisco from Los Angeles. Half an hour…
North Burleigh, Gold Coast: The Search For Summer
The warmth of the midday sun’s rays pierced through my skin. I was way pleased to finally shed off my extra layer of garb. Australia’s halfway through winter, and there we were striding towards the beach in North Burleigh, searching for summer… Or its vibe at least. I surveyed the vast expanse of the shore,…