A good place to dry off was the Fortune of War, Sydney’s oldest pub dating from 1828.
The place was a good mix of local folks and tourists, although the locals dominated on the night we were there. A few pints of Toohey’s Old Black Ale went down well. But the most bizarre part was the [...]

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You just haven’t experienced Australia until you’ve been in a ferry, crossing Sydney Harbour, in a thunderstorm. And oh yeah, standing outside on the ferry taking pictures while sane passengers huddle inside, protected from the icy cold winds and rain. Me and a teenage kid were the only ones outside. “It aint so bad out [...]

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Good advice no matter where you are.

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