Last weekend, Matt and I hopped on a plane to Sydney, an easy hour’s flight from Brisbane. We stayed with some family connections who have a lovely little apartment a short walk from Darling Harbour. (I love that: Darling Harbour. … Continue reading
We’ve been having meals entirely from Australia: lamb sausage and ribs, sweet potatoes and white nectarines, salad — even the olive oil and BBQ sauces are Australian. Folks here seem rather proud about this, as they should be. We picked … Continue reading
This weekend was memorable — for several reasons, but mostly because on Saturday morning we went out early for a boat trip to Moreton Island. We had stayed up a bit too late the evening before for an excellent supper with … Continue reading
Around 8 pm. A loud squawking, like a wounded bird, loud enough to make me wander downstairs and into the dark. Instead of a bird, I see the silhouette of a fruit bat, hanging from the arc of a banana … Continue reading
I flew to Tasmania last Wednesday morning. The airport here in Brisbane is wide open: I could have carried a cup of coffee through security, the guy at the café in the waiting area told me. Air travel hasn’t been … Continue reading
This gallery contains 29 photos.
My last morning in Hobart, MS and I headed down to the center of town and the Saturday morning market at Salamanca. If Lonely Planet is right, then this street and square are named after some British military victory in … Continue reading
A précis of the day: visiting the Museum of Old and New Art; a ferry ride; fish’n’chips and great Tasmania cheeses, beer and wine (not all at the same time); As You Like It at the botanical garden. I am … Continue reading