If I could convince Fafa, which is a very long shot, I can see us retiring in Darwin. A small house, maybe even an apartment on Mindil Beach.…
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Terrence, one of the painters, was kind enough to explain the art of Aboriginal painting, specifically the ones used in Arnhem Land to us.…
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I started to doubt my self-proclaimed addiction to traveling—so much so that I considered taking a sabbatical from it.…
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Overall, it has been a very full (pun intended) day in Darwin, formerly known as Palmerston. Does it warrant us calling it Palmy?…
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I am developing a preference for butter chicken, it has to be both buttery and nutty— these things is one of the good things in life.…
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The first thing I noticed was the disproportionate number of people wearing Akubra (cowboy) hats at the airport and around Darwin city today.…
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I typed “Darwin” into the blog’s search box. Nothing came up, and that’s just about right because Darwin has never been on my radar.…
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Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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"Mmm, I doubt it" I thought to myself when the guide promised we would eat something we had never eaten before in Harris Park…
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New traditions and memories ━ all thanks to a plate of Nasi Campur Medan and loved ones who are equally obsessed with it.…
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