Volcano Climbing and Harem Life: Sumatra Part 2: Apologies, Jarrod if the title of this weeks blog has you triumphantly proclaiming “I bloody KNEW IT! Things do get crazy on those small group tours!!” You’re no doubt imagining a cocktails after dinner scenario where three of us realise we’re competing for the attention of the same Dutch backpacker, and one of us takes a long, slow sip of … Continue Reading →
An Aerobatic Warbird Flight. This will surely end well.
I’m a pretty risk averse person by nature, Jarrod. I look at those inspirational memes that say things like “outside your comfort zone–that’s where the magic happens” and I think “mmmmm, you obviously haven’t seen me virtually fused to my couch, binge watching House of Cards. Because it’s pretty damn magical…” But I think I have a secret inner thrillseeker. … Continue Reading →
Jarrod would You Yang there? The You Yangs!
I don’t normally court controversy, Jarrod, but (deep breath) here goes. As far as walks in Melbourne go, I think the Thousand Steps walk is massively overrated. THERE, I’VE SAID IT. Not taking it back. I know it’s verging on un-Melburnian to say this, but I just don’t get what all the fuss is about. The Thousand Steps is always … Continue Reading →
Llama-Rama 2 Electric Boogaloo
Hey Jarrod, you know the catchy chorus to that song ‘Electric Avenue?’ Ok, well instead of singing the correct lyrics (‘we’re gonna rock on to Elec-tric Avenue…’) I want you to try humming ‘it’s Llama-Rama 2 Elec-tric Boogaloo.’ Now try getting that out of your head. You can’t. It’s there forever, like 1980’s funk music herpes. You are most welcome! … Continue Reading →