We find more amazing palaces, suffer awful food still, but the music plays on, as do the taxi rorts and cattle trucks disguised as buses.
The Hunter Valley has wonderful wine, food, and spectacular vistas. And the accommodation isn’t too shabby either…
Crazy mardi gras, music that never stops, and still awful food almost everywhere except for one very high point…
Cuba sometimes delights, and always surprises. And in spite of obvious grinding poverty everywhere, the Cubans seem as happy as clams. We could take note.
Darwin never used to be synonymous with top food, but the city is buzzing with great venues thrusting their chests out, and water views that are hard to beat.
A tiny stuffed fox praying to be bought? A glass case of ivory beside it? An emporium as big as the MCG? Latrobe may be tiny, but the delights are big.
Hobart’s near city wine trail is hard to beat for variety, passionate producers, glorious wine and food. How lucky, Hobart?
Don’t just nestle in Hobart. Around the rim, there’s a lot more foodie experiences that await you.
An old heritage town that is moving from one era to another, Burnie is starting to shine, and Bayviews is sparkling.
Frogmore Creek still delivers art on a plate under the guidance of Ruben Koopman. And what art it is.