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... beach like Bondi or Manly but neither had be chosen. Everyone seemed to think they were overrated and would packed with tourists like ourselves. So we were heading to one of the lesser known beaches. Coogee beach. It didn't take long to get there and we found a nice spot. I had purchased a salad for lunch. Very unlike me but I thought I'd give it a go. To my surprise It was amazing chicken, prosciutto, goats cheese, caramelised onions, sundried tomatoes and ...
... it down - travelling is the priority even though it was a great offer.
We were both a bit drained so it was a very chilled weekend in the house... board games, movies, cleaning. We also re-jigged our travel plans a little after having a look through our original itinerary and comparing it to our new time scale after working a bit longer. We have decided we will finish working on Friday 15th May, and leave Sydney on the 16th to get back ...
... hit the shops to replace our ‘backpacker clothes’ with some half decent smart-ish clothes! Up to this point of the trip we haven’t needed any smart clothes. Asia is too rough and ready and what you pack for travelling around the world is quite different from what you take on your annual holiday in the Mediterranean!
We managed to bag some bargains in a shop called JayJays and with no ...
... for several weeks in Scotland. The house swap idea had first been hatched at our niece, Sherrie's wedding in 2011 when we met Neil and Isobel - Sherrie's cousins. Neil and Isobel were keen to come to Australia for a few months in 2015 and we were not going to pass up the opportunity of free accommodation in Scotland - so the house swap idea was set in motion.
As usual, the next 12 months were spent planning the trip. The proposed itinerary changed many ...
... are beginning to pack up - not the most motivating feeling in the world. For the last 1km, it's between me and a guy at least three times my size, who's in his 50s. I'm grateful for the construct of social shame, as I'm fairly confident at this point that we're both coming last so the motivation to push a little harder each time he catches up to me is about all that keeps me going. As we get towards the last 500m, I pretty much feel like the worst, in every possible sense of the ...