It's 11.30pm on Christmas day and we are trying to sleep at the airport. Everything is closed and we have been kicked into a waiting room. There is an awful breeze. It's cold and smells like train station. I have been trying to use the advice Mum gave me when I was a kid at the motordrome one night, freezing my butt off... 'Close your eyes and imagine you are some place warm'. I'm trying, and the relaxing sound of Bill Miller's (c/o Deebs) wind pipe coming from m...

Ahh, the serenity! Thanks for a scrumptious picnic Kaylene!

First stop: Guylian Cafe! Fancy the only open shop in The Rocks being a CHOCOLATE CAFE!!! Hello holidays! I could get used to this!