I am typing this from inside the vintage steam train, Puffing Billy. Choo choo… all the way to Menzies Creek.…
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Yarra valley was picturesque, even on a wet, cloudy day like that day. It has everything to relishes: wine, greenery, and farm animals.…
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I spent my last morning in Melbourne watching the Ellen DeGeneres show while shivering under the blanket, waiting for my turn to shower.…
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I hate to tell you this, but in the winter, Melbourne is kind of blah. St Kilda, the Seminyak of Melbourne as I called it, is dead.…
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We touched down in Melbourne this afternoon. After almost an hour’s bus ride to the city, we finally reached the hotel. Though it has plenty of sunshine (opposite the gloomy Sydney we flew from), Melbourne’s vibe has been pretty mellow. The city doesn’t feel like a vacation destination. Though we are staying in the…
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The first half of my Australia holiday, the Sydney part, is officially over. I have covered tourist spots in Sydney, including the Rocks, Darling Harbor, Taronga Zoo and Bondi beach, and I have started liking the things I hate in Sydney in the first place. But first, Flat White! In Australia, I needed my coffee…
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We then rode to Woolloomooloo to check out Harry's Café de Wheels. Russell Crowe was spotted a few times here in since he lives nearby.…
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Australian meat pie is one of the most iconic food in Australia. Consumed as a snack, the local delicacy is a hand-sized pie filled with minced meat, cheese, and mushroom. My best friend said that meat pie is one of the must-try while in Australia. Hence we decided to visit Harry’s Café de Wheels…
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When I told the hotel concierge we were going to the zoo, she was overly excited about the fact. Good. After all, I have a plan to bring back a Koala for my Appa.…
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I, and my major hangover, woke up by knocking on the Kings Cross hotel door. “Are you okay?” Jik asked me through the crack of a chained door. “I. yes.” I could hear my throaty voice. “Breakfast?” she offered. So 15 minutes later, freshly showered and 10% sober, we stepped into the biting chill…
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