Plane Spotting with Abby: A Sunday Adventure in Sydney
Elizabeth I suspect every Sunday is an adventure for Abby – in Sydney or not. Actually, now that I think of it, every day is an adventure for Abby. She’ll be…
Beach No 63: Queens (10 March 2019)
They’re my rules and I’ll break them if I want to. And today was a day to break them. It’s my 50th birthday, it’s a Sunday, the weather is inviting,…
Beach No 50: Maroubra (7 January 2018)
Since 2010 I’ve been visiting Sydney’s beaches in alphabetical order. I’ve reached number 50: Maroubra. We’re set for record-breaking heat today. It’s supposed to be in the high 40s in…
Beach No 49: Manly – 10 December 2017
Summer has arrived and the beaches beckon. It’s a gorgeous, golden, shimmering day. There’s heat in the sun and cool in the shade. It feels, as it should, like early…
Getting Naked on Little Congwong Beach (No 45, 2 January 2017)
Little Congwong is not officially clothing optional and yet it is. So it was appropriate that I should visit while my friend Matthew is in town. Matthew recently rode his…
Peanuts and Cracker Jack (Day 149)
Tuesday 20 October (Chicago, Day 149) Here’s a thing about America that I’ve been thinking about – its size and its scale. There is, of course, the story Americans tell…
She Brought Me Vegemite!
I was last in Chicago three years ago with my then-husband. We then found bicycles in the crawlspace under my parents’ house. We dusted them off, filled the tyres with…
An Irish Interval in My Midlife Gap Year – Part 2: 8 – 12 October 2015
Thursday 8 October I’m enjoying another quiet day in the Irish countryside. I’m writing emails to friends I might visit in the States, while chatting and hanging out with my…
An Irish Interval in My Midlife Gap Year – Part 1: 3 – 7 October 2015
It’s my 132nd travelling day and I awake in Dublin. Saturday 3 October 2015 Dublin is overcast and cool this morning. I wake at 8 am and have breakfast. When…
From Zurich to Mainz and Berlin (27 – 29 September 2015)
Sunday 27 September 2015 I feel less than certain about everything. I feel like I am in a miasma in the middle of my mid-life gap year. I’m worrying that…