Living in Bali and not Pommy-land, I feel like the luckiest man alive. Seriously, this afternoon, strolling down my gang (alley) in Seminyak, I had to do a double-take, at how bright blue the sky was and how intensely green the trees seemed. Was it that mushroom-shake I had for lunch, or the tropical sunlight? Whichever, I was momentarily blown away by the power of the colors. Many people in the UK know one color very well…grey. That’s why the smart ones do their best to get down to the ‘Lucky Country‘, for a year’s fruit picking or pub work.
People flying down to Australia stop off in various places, including Thailand, Goa India and Bali. I like all those places, and recommend them as cool stop off points, to people about to embark on a RTW trip. Arriving in Australia, you might want to make sure you have a place to stay, particularly in times like Christmas, or during events like major sporting events. Fortunately you can do a hostel search on BootsnAll.com, and check out what going on in the Land Downunder on the Australia travel guide.
On my first night in Sydney, I couldn’t sleep, the excitement was too much. King’s Cross, guys playing guitar with no strides on, and a weird de ja vu (Sydney looks like parts of London, in winter) all conspired to create a great time, finished off with a felafel from a Turkish place. Memories!
