Dreaming Of Alaska

I flew into Anchorage at the end of summer; mid-August, with a suitcase of summer clothes. Hailing from sunny Queensland, I couldn’t imagine needing a jacket. Yes, naive, but too late once I’d arrived. It was instantly apparent I’d freeze, and as I headed toward Eagle River where I’d be staying in a cozy houseContinue reading “Dreaming Of Alaska”

Loving Local

I had planned to spend the month of September in Alaska, but COVID happened, the Australian borders closed, and that took international travel off the table. So what’s a frustrated traveller with a bad dose of travel fever to do? Travel locally.  So where to go? It had to be in Queensland as even thoughContinue reading “Loving Local”

Cowboys and Hash Browns

The first time I saw a real life American cowboy was in Waffle House, Charlotte, North Carolina. Jim picked me up from the airport after a gruelling night of flying, and I’m pretty sure my first word was, coffee. He drove his pick-up truck into the car park, led me inside my first Waffle House,Continue reading “Cowboys and Hash Browns”

Wanna taco bout it?

Back in the eighties tacos made a sudden appearance in my home. Not good tacos mind you, but tacos all the same. I hated them. My mother was always keen to try something new, so she’d pull these hard, bland corn shells out of a box and stuff them with spaghetti mince, salad, grated cheeseContinue reading “Wanna taco bout it?”


Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.