The Blue, Blue Skies of Corryong

As the first golden sunbeams of 2017 hit me, I knew something was wrong. My pillow was the unforgiving concrete of the gutter outside the pub, and my pants were awash with a mixture of urine and vomit of unknown origin. I clutched my throbbing head and felt no hair there, and had painful flashbacks … Continue reading The Blue, Blue Skies of Corryong

The incredible Egyptian hieroglyphs of Gosford

I’ve always wanted to visit Egypt and see those big pointy pyramid things they have, but the locals have gone a bit mad and started killing each other, so I've reluctantly crossed it off my list of possible holiday destinations. Imagine my joy, then, when I found out that I don’t need to fly across … Continue reading The incredible Egyptian hieroglyphs of Gosford

Bush bashing

The Central Coast has so many brilliant places to go hiking, and I'm doing my best to strut down every bushwalking track in the area! Today I headed out to Strickland State Forest, near Narara, and hiked to an abandoned arboretum (for those who don't have their dictionary in their hand, it's basically a botanical … Continue reading Bush bashing

I went to a meditation evening (and things were far from tranquil)

I'm really good at sitting around and doing absolutely nothing, so when a lady friend asked me to accompany her to a meditation evening, I gave her a thumbs up and told her I'd love to. I mean, I'd just be bludging in a dark room with a bunch of very relaxed oddballs, so what … Continue reading I went to a meditation evening (and things were far from tranquil)

The triumphant return of The Naked Luchador

I've been as sick as the proverbial dog since getting back from Sri Lanka (who'd think that three months of drinking and making sexies with women of ill repute would have such a negative impact on my health?), so I decided to celebrate my first healthy day in three weeks by going bush. I packed … Continue reading The triumphant return of The Naked Luchador

Leaving Lanka

I was never meant to end up in Sri Lanka, and wouldn’t have if not for a series of unusual events. I met a girl, cancelled my flight home to be with her, and when things didn't work out I was left with no ticket back to Australia, and no burning desire to go there … Continue reading Leaving Lanka

Livin’ La Riga Loca – Live from Latvia!

I encountered my first sex tourist within moments of stepping off the plane in Riga, Latvia. After nearly 35 hours of travelling around the world I was tired and cranky, but the cool weather and barren winter landscape outside the airport perked me up -especially because I was the only one waiting for the bus … Continue reading Livin’ La Riga Loca – Live from Latvia!

A journey of a thousand beers starts with a single can…

The adventure is finally underway and I’m happy to say that I haven’t been bashed, stabbed, shot at or blown up yet. Of course, that’s not saying much seeing as so far I’ve travelled only 50km from Gosford to Sydney Airport, but it’s a start. The trip down was very exotic - I sat between … Continue reading A journey of a thousand beers starts with a single can…

See ya the fuck later, Australia!

I love Australia, and I love being Australian. The refugee-cuddling diesel dykes who stalk the piss-stained alleyways of Newtown might tell you that's a bad thing, but it's not, it's something I'm proud of. So, as I prepare to spend more than two months rolling through Europe, I must admit that I'm going to miss … Continue reading See ya the fuck later, Australia!

One minute I’m camping, the next there’s a naked luchador dancing around in front of me

I went camping in Yengo National Park this week, and it was an interesting trip for a number of reasons. First up, I took a stroll out to the Circuit Flat Bridge, a short walk from where I stayed at the Mogo Campground, and which was built by convicts back in 1831. It was maybe … Continue reading One minute I’m camping, the next there’s a naked luchador dancing around in front of me