Happy New Year everyone! I hope you had a fabulous Christmas and New Year.
Welcome to the first post of twenty ten! And, there’s no better way to start the year than with a travel post. Over the Christmas holidays, G. and his dad invited me to Kangaroo Island in South Australia. This awesome island owns [...]
Okonomiyaki is a Japanese-style savoury pancake which you can add all kinds of ingredients (okonomi means “favourite” in Japanese and yaki meaning “grilled” or “cooked”).
In 593 AD, a Japanese prince developed a religious centre in Dewa Sanzan, central of Yamagata prefecture. Prince Hachiko, the eldest son of the 32nd emperor of Japan, established mountain asceticism called Shugendo
One typhoon and four earthquakes later, I’m on the shinkansen (bullet train) to Akita. No more concrete jungle. Or mad Tokyo peak hours. The journey to Akita sped through plots of rice fields, bubbling creeks and mountainous views.
I got bored of Yokohama fairly quick. It isn’t my cup of tea. I’m a culture girl. I love old buildings. I dig tradition ( I am a Capricorn after all) and I love a good story.
“Vrrirrrrrr…. vriiirrr…vriiirrr…vriiirrr…vriiirrrrrrrrr.”
Imagine that sound a hundred folds louder and orchestral-like.
We’ve been going to the farmers markets three weeks in a row now. First Caulfied, then Boroondara and now Ballarat. You can’t keep me away from markets. Slow food is in my genes.
Melbourne laneways are one of the most interesting, bizarre, exciting places to discover. You have to really hunt for these jewels – but like all things that are worth the trouble, they seldom disappoint. There are tours around the CBD for tourists and non-tourist alike (because we don’t always know what’s in our own backyard). [...]
One of the sights Mr. G and I were fortunate enough to visit while we were in Sweden was to Jukkasjärvi, Kiruna. Our main objective couldn’t be more obvious than to stay at the ICEHOTEL.
It’s a childhood fantasy of mine to see this incredible monument of human imagination. Dreams frozen into ice. The train ride, [...]
Boy, after three months worth of traveling, I’m finally sitting down at my favourite spot typing this post. The place I call home. There’s a sad layer of dust on my muffin tray. So now that I’m back, it’ll be lovely to whip up some cakes and spoil my friends again (they’re waving their empty [...]
