Adelaide…The “Rad”.

Adelaide, dear readers, the Queen of the South, the Athens of the Antipodes, the Paradise of Dissent. It was here that my ancestors toiled, span and weaved, punched and ducked, danced and drank, plowed and plunked, they squeezed accordions and strummed guitars, broke horses and ran bars, sat in Parliament and stood at sit-ins. Adelaide […]

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Ubud 7 am

Early morning in Ubud.  My complimentary breakfast (it always looks up at me, winks suggestively and says something like “Who’s a pretty boy then” or “lookin’ good this morning Tiger”) wasn’t ready just yet. So  I stumbled onto the footpath of the Main Street to see what I could see.  This is what I saw. […]

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Ipoh, Malaysia

I was upset when I arrived in Ipoh.  Uncle Peter was dying.  Kristen was in Adelaide.  It was hot and sweaty.  My hotel had run out of beer.  Everything seemed to be closed.  Places that said they were open were closed. It was pissing me off big time.  I contemplated leaving straight away.  Then it […]

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The Indian Museum

We revisited the Indian Museum on Chowringhee,  an amazing shrine to Civilisation, and passed these characters on our way down Sudder Street. The Indian Museum is one of the great museums of the world.  A cathedral to culture and industry.  Vast rooms, one upon another, each the size of ballrooms, pillared, plastered, soaring ceilings, doors […]

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