One of the things I noticed immediately getting out of the Lisbon airport is the prevalence of street art in addition to the expected public art of historical statuary, architecture, and the like. It seems that if you stand in any random spot in the old town / city center, …
After an entire day of airplanes, Newark, and knee pain from Newark airplanes, Fes and I finally made it to Lisbon, Portugal! We landed at the dark hour of 5:15am, which meant that we had a lot of time to kill before our (very helpful and charming) hotel would be …
I’m off to fabulous places again! This time, Fes is even joining me! But if we don’t look quite ecstatic at the moment, it’s because we are in Newark Liberty Airport for the next 6 hours. It’s an upgrade from earlier this morning, when Fes managed to cut himself with …
In early 2019, I woke up in the middle of the night and had this exact thought: “I could learn kung fu.” I have never identified myself as an active person, though I’ve had many eras of my adult life where I was one. I had severe knee problems when …
As this was my last day in Tasmania and my only full day in Hobart, I had a rough idea of all the things I wanted to see. I figured I’d nab some breakfast, spend the morning at The Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), maybe spend the afternoon …
I drove through the bright, sunny afternoon from the Unzoo, making it to Hobart in about an hour. I easily found my hotel, wandered up to the room to get some water before unloading the car, and… promptly fell face first onto the king bed and slept for an hour. …
One of my major bucket list items for my travels in Tasmania was to become best friends with a Tasmanian Devil. While I did know that was unrealistic, I felt I should at least meet one. This is what brought me to the Tasmanian Devil Unzoo! The Unzoo was created …
I woke up in Port Arthur, and as per tradition for this trip, I packed up to check out of the room. Checkout time was drawing nigh. The procedure went just fine, but when I finally had everything ready to go out the door… I couldn’t find my shoes. It’s …
After my thoroughly enjoyable morning at Jeanneret Beach, it was now time to drive to my next spot: historic Port Arthur, where I was going to spend the night. Port Arthur is about 300 km / 180 miles south of Bay of Fires, about 4 hours away given what Tasmanian …
I had VERY NOBLE INTENTIONS of waking up early pre-sunset, then driving into Bay of Fires to watch the sun come up over the ocean. Instead, I woke up in St. Helens right at sunrise, saw the sky was steel-grey and completely clouded over, and decided to have a more …
