Could this be the very final blog entry from Adelaide? I believe so. Currently, our room is in a state of chaos and undress. There are two large cardboard boxes that are waiting to be shipped home over by the door. All of clothes are piled on the bed. Howie's stuff is - as usual - everywhere. Our final wash has been done and is drying on the line, ready for packing this evening so we can relax a little tomorrow. Tonight and tomorrow we are using up the last of ou...

Much as this parrot in the picture above is eating Howie's face, so we have slowly been eating our way through Adelaide over the past few days. Well, I see 'we', I generally mean 'me', and when I said 'Adelaide', I generally mean 'Chocolate Bean'. Chocoloate Bean is so yummy it is too yummy. On Saturday I couldn't resist, and sampled some of their dark chocolate soup, which was completely delicious. Yesterday, I went in looking for some chocolate mousse, but the...

Why is it that just as we are about the leave a place we discover the best things about it? Probably best, however, that we didn't make one of yesterday's discoveries earlier, or we would have been even porkier and possibly diabetic by the time we got home. Yesterday was a day of mixed fortune, all negative fortune related to - of course - my bike. Howie decided to take a day off. This is a momentous occasion, to be marked by jubilation and astonishment, because...

It's getting a little bit boring putting our location as Adelaide again and again, so we have decided to remedy that. In the past couple of days we have planned a two and a half week adventure that will get us out of Adelaide, through several national parks, through the outback, out of Oz, into Asia and home again. Plans have been made. Our adventure begins on March 7th, when we pick up a 4-berth campervan in Adelaide and head out of the city through the Flinder...

Well it's the day after Valentine's Day and so much has happened in the fabulous seaside resort of Henley Beach since last time I blogged.Last week, I was walking to the library to return some books and I had almost reached Henley Square, the main 'hub' of the action in these parts. I heard a car horn beep loudly and saw a lady whom can only be described as 'drunk as a skunk' staggering across the road (bearing in mind it was barely lunchtime), and as she crosse...