Alright, alright, Gentle Readers, I get it! I left you hanging in Australia, and considering our string of misadventures (Argentina, Frank Church Wilderness, and even others I didn’t tell you about), I gave you good reason to think we never left Oz. Calm Your Farm, we landed safely back in Podunk. But not until we […]
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The soothing balm for my pedestrian and passenger stress in Australia turned out to be a stay in Hunter Valley wine country. We based out of Pokolbin which was less of a town and more of a zip code nestled among vineyards, olive groves, and cellar doors. In Australia, you typically don’t visit a winery […]
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Growing up in Podunk, the yellow school bus was our only public transportation. So when I travel to places that have options like light rail, I’m reminded of my first trip to Disneyland in the 70s and the magic of the PeopleMover taking me to TomorrowLand. Australia’s public transportation system is extensive, convenient and highly […]
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Leaving Podunk is never easy. I’m not being sentimental, it’s just quite literally not easy to leave Podunk. God forbid you want to fly somewhere. This endeavor requires a double major in trigonometry and macroeconomics. There are approximately six airports nowhere close to us, all with varying obstacles between us and them. Allow me to […]
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Podunk Meets Paradise 