About

I’m a part time physiotherapist, part time writer, part time comedian from Melbourne. I love travel, but my younger brother Jarrod doesn’t quite share my enthusiasm for the places I choose to visit.

Over recent years, my holiday destinations have been Vietnam, India, China, Mexico, Central America, and Cuba. All places that completely horrify my darling younger brother, and in fact prompt him to ask me on a fairly regular basis “why the f*&k…can’t you go on a f*&king holiday… anywhere f*&king nice?”

Right now I’m saving for a two month trip to South America in September. But I’m not waiting till I get there to start the blog–I’ve decided to be a tourist in my own state and blog about that.

Let’s be honest – Melbourne doesn’t have the sexy, iconic attractions that Sydney does. We don’t have Bondi Beach, so if watching drowning Koreans being plucked out the surf is your thing, you’re fresh out of luck there too. (*knowledge of Bondi Beach derived entirely from viewing 4 episodes of Bondi Rescue). We don’t have the Opera House, we don’t have the Harbour Bridge.

Our state tourism board would have you believe that ‘you’ll love every bit of Victoria.’ I think that’s overreaching, to be honest. I mean, just off the top of my head, I find King Street at 2am feels testosterone fuelled, nasty and frankly kind of predatory. I certainly don’t love it. But there’s no shortage of things to see and do and write about.

At least once a week I’ll be doing something touristy, writing it up and asking the all important question– “Jarrod, would you go there?”