I wouldn't normally go to Sydney even if somewhere down there was offering free beer and half price strippers, but I made an exception this week - to hike 27km from Berowra to Brooklyn. Alright, so it was the northern outskirts of the city and I didn't go anywhere near congested streets or idiots in … Continue reading One Sleep Till Brooklyn
When I was a kid, me and my mates would spend most weekends exploring the National Parks around the Central Coast; camping, climbing trees, swimming in water holes, all that good stuff. Then we grew up and less important things like work and girls got in the way, and life got sanitary and boring. I … Continue reading The Wondabyne Years
After a 32 hour trip back from India that involved a taxi, a flight, another taxi (and nearly a mugging), another flight, another another flight, a train, another train, and a walk through the mud, I’m finally back home. Alright, so I’ve been back a few days, but I’ve been a busy boy, so forgive … Continue reading Back where I belong
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 