They say American breakfasts are an experience not to be missed. Somehow in one day, travelling to the USA, I managed to have five breakfasts. Here’s how it happened. Breakfast one. 5.30 a.m. In the Qantas Lounge at Adelaide airport (tomato juice, one slice of toast with cheese and ham). Breakfast two. Served on the
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No one comes to the beach to be sad. Here in South Australia it’s not yet spring, but today is the first warm day. Twenty degrees, blue skies (as ever) but the feeling of burn on my face hints of summer to come. The light is different, the sea is bluer, the sky a perfect
Last week it was soccer. This week, it’s the real deal (as far as the locals are concerned): Australian Rules Football– Aussie Rules. We decided to go for the full atmospheric experience and take the free special footy bus from Glenelg. We were the only passengers. Eventually, as the bus wound its circuitous way through
Dr D in Oz 