G'day! I'm Chris. I left my home in rural Australia back in 2007 to pursue a life less ordinary.
I specialize in ambitious travel - bucket list worthy journeys such as the Great US Road Trip, the ultimate African safari, and following the length of the Silk Road.
Avast! I hope this entry finds your Friday every bit as wonderfully lazy as mine is. I managed to score the day off work, so I’m celebrating some recent successes with a lazy day.
Successes? Why yes! Aussie on the Road has had a bumper week! You might notice we’ve picked up a sponsor in our sidebar. Go on and click it. I promise it won’t bite.
In addition to that, the very cool people over at Rocks Ghost Tours liked my recent review of their tour so much that they’ve invited me to be their guest when I tackle their Dark South Tour sometime next month. Exciting times!
Now with 75% less beard!
What else has happened this week? I’ve paid for the first leg of my trip to Moreton Island later this year, I’ve earned a nice little bonus at work on account of some slick selling skills, and I’ve decided to shake things up on my face and remove some of my beard. Photos to come!
But enough about me. I know you’re here for your weekly dose of recommended reads. So here they are – six (count them) of the best from the week ending August 26th!
My good friend Byron is having a huge week. Not only has he had the exciting news that he’ll be heading to Japan in the not too distant future to continue his ESL teaching adventures, but he’s also got his first feature here on Aussie on the Road. No points for guessing which one he’s more excited about.
This week Byron takes us on a tour of one of Vancouver’s lesser known landmarks and paints a very intriguing picture. As a lover of all things maritime, I daresay I’ll be making a visit to the Vancouver Seawall and its surrounds should my travels ever take me to the Great White North.
Byron refuses to join the Twitterverse though, so you’ll have to subscribe to his blog to get your daily dose!
This one’s not so much an entry as just an absolutely breath-taking shot of one of my favorite places in the world. I was lucky enough to cruise Milford Sound last December and its left an indelible impression on me.
The photos featured on Everything, Everywhere are always beautiful and this one is no different. Go ahead and treat yourself to an eyegasm.
For the second week running the Man on the Lam makes an appearance in my recommended reads. Fresh of his adventures with lady boys and existential dilemmas, Raymond regales us with the tale of his mad dash to get across the border and into Cambodia before his visa expired. Accompanied by his verbose side-kick, the mysterious ‘Korea’, can our hero make it before he has to pay a measly fine?
Jeremy and Shirlene’s wonderful blog has just come onto my radar this week and I’m so glad that it did. Packed full of stunning photos and fantastic travel tips, it was hard to choose just one of their entries to feature this week.
I eventually went with their entry featuring tips to improve your travel photography. As somebody who is always looking to improve his own photos, it was good to see a few ideas that might help me capture a few more memorable shots on the road.
After missing the Recommended Reads for the first time last week, Caz and Craig over at yTravel Blog burst back onto the charts this week with an informative article for any budding ESL Teachers out there.
While I like to consider myself pretty knowledgable when it comes to teaching in South Korea – Craig and Caz’s entry covers things from a more broad sense and will prove useful to anybody looking to shake things up and go abroad to spread the English language about.
And in non-blog related news, Craig and Caz could very well be welcoming the latest addition to their family today! All the best to the Makepeace family 🙂
Matt’s brought together a few of the best couple travelers going around and got them to share a bit of their knowledge when it comes to travel and traveling with somebody else. I was lucky enough to do a bit of couple travel last year during my tour of New Zealand and had a hell of a time, so it’s good to see a blog focusing on the very different experiences you’ll have when traveling with a significant other.
What’s Going On?
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I’m very excited about the next few days and months.
Tonight I’ll be meeting up with Claire and Gay from Lakwatsera de Primera and Pinay Travel Junkie for some dinner in Chinatown and then a little karaoke. Not a bad way to spend a Friday night, eh?
I’m working this weekend to save extra money for my October trip, but I’m thinking Monday might see me spend my afternoon down on the beach before hitting up the August Travel Massive Meeting. I’ll finally get to meet a few of my favorite bloggers, Alicia from World Nomads and Jessalyn from Diary of a Wandering Student.
September 16th will see me taking part in the World Nomads’ Great Nomad Chase – a kind of Amazing Race style scavenger hunt right here in Sydney. It’ll be a great chance to get in a little exercise, see more of this beautiful city, and meet some fellow vagabonds. Should be a blast.
And that October trip? Oh, I’ve got a huge one planned.
I’ll be in Brisbane on October 23rd for the Brisbane Zombie Walk – the largest of its kind in the world.
After shambling through the streets of Brisbane in my finest zombie attire, it’s off to Tangalooma Resort on Moreton Island for a week of drinking, scuba diving, and hitting on pretty girls with my friends Murray and Ben.
As if that wasn’t enough, I’ll then spend Halloween dressed in my best Rocky Horror outfit as part of Movie World’s Fright Nights.
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South Korea, sadly, doesn’t get the tourist play that a country of its rich cultural heritage probably deserves. People generally overlook Korea in favor of nearby China or Japan and that’s a crying shame. There is plenty to love about the Land of the Morning Calm.
Of course, no place is perfect – and that’s why I’m bringing you the best and worst of South Korea in part two of the Blog Your Backyard contest.
Korea boasts a rich and proud history as an independent nation standing against wave after wave of foreign invaders. Korea has been inhabited by some form of the Korean people since earlier than 2000BC – and while a lot of the historical sites and monuments were unfortunately lost during the Korean War – you can still get a great sense of Korea’s history and heritage.
Buddha statues at Daewonsa outside of Gwangju
The country is full of temples, shrines, and other historical sites. While a lot of these were reconstructed after their destruction during the war (giving rise to the adage of “If you’ve seen one temple, you’ve seen them all”) – you can still get a remarkable sense of the age of the place while sitting on ancient stone seats in Unjusa or Daewonsa.
Seoul itself, while a bustling hub of commerce and technology, still houses many of the older style homes as well as the beautiful palaces that the Emperors of old once called home.
Then there’s the fascinating history surrounding Korea’s Japanese occupation and the Korean War which followed. Countless museums across the country offer tourists a chance to get in touch with many facets of Korean history – with some of the best being in Seoul, Busan, and Gyeongju. There’s also the Korean Folk Village outside of Suwon and the moving May 18 Memorial in Gwangju.
Food
Delicious ddok-boki, a spicy rice cake sold in the streets served with odeng (processed fish)
Many people around the world have probably had a chance to sit down to some delicious Korean BBQ (dubbed galbi if it’s beef or seomgyeopsal if it’s pork) in their life – but Korean food goes far deeper than sizzling meat served inside lettuce leaves.
Sample the spicy ddok galbi (chicken, spicy sauce, and chewy rice cakes), sweet pot binsu (shaved ice, fruit, and sweet red bean paste), hearty dolsot bibimbap (mixed vegetables and meat served with rice in a hot stone bowl), mandu (dumplings), or the iconic kimchi (spicy fermented cabbage) and you’ll understand why I love Korean food so much.
I don’t know about you, but I sure am hungry right about now…
Now, Korea isn’t a vegetarian’s playground, it must be said. The Korean diet centers mainly around white rice, kimchi, and plenty of meat. This is usually beef, pork, or fish. A lot of Koreans don’t really get vegetarians, and so you’ll have a hard time explaining to them that you want your kimbap (similar to sushi rolls) without ham or tuna. I know of at least one chain, dubbed The Loving Hut, that specializes in vegan food and has stores in many of the larger cities.
Korean food is not without its stranger or less appealing options. Boshintong (dog meat soup) is likely to make some people squirm when they hear how the animals are butchered, and I can’t think of many people who don’t feel just a little awkward at the sight of still moving octopus legs being coolly shoveled into Korean mouths.
But by and large, Korean food offers up a lot of great savory flavors. I’m hankering for it right now.
The Night Life
Drunk foreigners at The Speakeasy in Gwangju
New York may be the city that never sleeps, but Korea is the country that never sleeps.
I’ve commented on the Korean drinking culture on several occasions in the past. This is a country that knows how to have a good time. Cheap alcohol is available 24/7 at virtually any corner store in the country, bar prices are very reasonable (as little as $3 equivalent for a Scotch & coke), and there are no end of bars, singing rooms, and clubs for revelers to visit.
It’s not all about alcohol though. Korean cafes and restaurants stay open late – as do the larger grocery stores. You can go out at 11.30pm on a weeknight and still pick up a pizza or some bread and milk for tomorrow.
There’s late night coffee houses and noraebangs (singing rooms) as well as video game arcades, batting cages, and even small amusement parks that cater to the late night crowd.
If you’re a foreigner in Korea and don’t feel up to braving a Korean bar, most cities will have at least one foreigner friendly (if not foreigner run) bar for you to frequent. A quick Google search will doubtless turn up a few great places to meet other travelers and have a good time.
Cheap Transport
The Busan Ferry Terminal offers a cheap way to get to Japan from South Korea
Coming back to Australia, I was immediately hit by just how expensive it is to get around here. I pay $4.30 for my ten minute bus ride into the city. A cab home? I’m looking at $30-35 if the roads aren’t too busy. If I want to visit my family in Armidale (six hours inland) – I’m looking at $80 each way for the train.
Korea is a small country and the benefit of that is dirt cheap transport. A half hour cab ride might set you back know more than $10. A bus ride? You’re looking at a whopping $1.30. Even a trip from Busan in the south to Seoul in the North weighs in at around $30 or slightly more if you want to take the super fast KTX.
The super-fast KTX can get you virtually anywhere in Korea in under four hours. Photo by Tony Bush.
This all adds up to making Korea a very accessible country for tourists. The rail network is impressive and the bus network makes it possible to get virtually anywhere without any real headaches. The 2002 World Cup has also left South Korea with a dearth of airports to make flying from Seoul to Jeju or Mokpo to Busan both easy and affordable.
Even a ferry to Japan isn’t so expensive. You’re looking at around $85 to take the fast boat across to Fukuoka. Flights out to China, Japan, or South East Asia aren’t much more expensive either. Korea is a great place to explore on a budget, and a great place to launch off on your next adventure when you’re done.
Winning!
Technology & Internet
The latest model Kia (at the time) on display in Seoul. Photo by Tony Bush.
South Korea is one of the emerging technological hubs of the world. Household names such as Samsung, LG, and Kia all call the country home. As you can imagine, technological gadgets abound and you’ll be hard pressed to find a single kid without a smart phone and some kind of portable gaming device in their bag each day.
Better yet? Korea has some of the best internet in the world. I’m talking 100mbps streaming into your apartment with unlimited data for a measly $30 a month. This is a country where gamers and net-heads are on cloud #9.
Natural Beauty
A view of the famous Sunrise Peak and the beach below. Jejudo.The famous orange bridge atop Wulchasan is a fitting reward for climbing the damned mountain.
Despite being a heavily developed nation that doesn’t display a whole lot of regard for the natural environment (see below in my Worsts) – Korea still boasts a number of truly beautiful sites.
First and foremost amongst these is, of course, volcanic Jejudo. Boasting a tropical climate, black sand beaches, and all manner of volcanic lava tubes and craters to explore – Jeju stands head and shoulders above the rest of Korea when it comes to natural wonders.
A calm place at Daewonsa
But that’s not to say there isn’t beauty to be found on the mainland. Korea’s many mountains have been turned into hiker’s playgrounds. There are some stunning views to be found atop mountains like Wulchasan, and quite a few remarkable national parks scattered around the country.
Korea boasts four seasons offering up four distinct ways to view the country. There’s the bright and fragrant spring, the contrasting colors of the fall, the snow-drifts of winter, and the humid heat of summer to experience. Visit anytime and you’re going to see some truly beautiful scenes.
Shopping
A show of decadence. The water show held in Nampodong, Busan’s Lotte department store complete with classical music and Russian dancers.
Koreans are without a doubt one of the most materialistic people in the world, and I mean absolutely no disrespect to Koreans by applying that tag. Korea is a national of consumers and it’s a shopper’s heaven (unless you’re of larger stature – see below). There are designer clothes, shoes, and handbags on virtually every street corner.
Korea is a nation where the women are most definitely women – so being pretty is a big priority. Salons and make-up retailers and beauticians abound.
In addition to all of the clothes and shiny things, there’s the aforementioned electronic gadgets in abundance and lots of weird and wonderful toys for kids. A special mention also to stationary. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many varieties of pens, paper, notebooks, and stickers in my life. Teachers and kids alike are going to love it.
By and large, shopping in Korea runs a little cheaper than it does back home. Obviously you’re still going to pay a healthy chunk of change for your Louis Vutton, but there’s plenty of more affordable options on offer.
Festivals!
A shot from the famous Lantern Festival in Jinju. Photo by Tony Bush.
I’ve waxed lyrical about the dizzying array of festivals held in Korea each and every year. Rather than bore you with the details again here – I’ll instead suggest taking a look at my article on festivals in Korea.
The Worst of South Korea
Racism and Homophobia
It doubtless springs from their history of being brutally invaded and oppressed, but Korea is one of the more xenophobic nations in the world.
That’s not strictly true. The older generation most definitely bear the majority of ‘waygookin’ (foreigners) some ill will for being in their country, but the younger generation have a fascination with all things Western.
The racism isn’t so overt with the younger generations, at least not towards white visitors, but until you’ve heard a student shout ‘Obama is a n***er’ or asked if your South African girlfriend has a spear – you probably won’t completely understand just how pervasive this ignorant racism is. It’s not a hateful kind of racism, but it’s no less hard to stomach.
This also extends to homophobia as well. Despite the concept of skin friends meaning that grown men will wrestle and walk hand in hand – the idea of ‘gay’ is completely alien to Koreans. The official line is that there are no homosexuals in Korea, which will come as a nasty surprise to the many gay and lesbian locals who frequent the aptly named ‘Homo Hill’ in Seoul.
And having been offered a blow-job in a bar in Busan earlier this year by a friendly young Korean gentleman, I think it’s safe to say the official line is absolute bunk.
Animal Cruelty
In addition to the somewhat brutal way in which dogs are ‘prepared’ to be used as meat, there are a few other issues of animal cruelty that animal lovers will find hard to handle. Take, for example, the lives these ‘meat dogs’ lead up until they are beaten to death.
Most, if not all, tend to spend their entire lives outdoors and on a short leash. They may not ever get walked and they are certainly not treated with any affection. And that makes sense in a way. I know my family and I weren’t out in the chicken coop getting to know our chickens that we intended to eat.
But these are dogs. These are animals possessing more than a little intelligence, and to see them grovelling for scraps in the gutter on a rainy day is a depressing sight.
Beyond the dogs – you’ll be hard pressed to find a cat whose tail hasn’t been broken, and I once got into a verbal war with a middle aged Korean woman who I caught pulling the feathers of a caged bird as it tried desperately to bite her finger in self defense.
It’s also evident in the appalling conditions most (but not all, I’m assured) zoos treat their display animals. The lion cubs at Everland, cute as they are, probably warrant better than a small concrete room with a water bowl and a green paint job.
Suffice to say, if you’re not a toy poodle being carried around in a woman’s handbag, chances are you’re not going to enjoy animal life in Korea.
Strange Medical Advice
While it’s true that the affordable medical care available in Korea is a pretty sweet deal, it’s not without its drawbacks. Here are just a few examples of the less conventional medical experiences I’ve had or heard of friends having had in Korea.
Sleeping with a fan on in a room with closed windows is lethal. Don’t believe me? Look up ‘Fan Death’. It’s a big deal.
Kimchi cures cancer. And most everything else.
Got a cold? Stomach bug? Chances are you’ll be prescribed various herbal remedies with a particular focus on ginseng.
Sick? Prepare to have a needle IN YOUR BUTT. It’s just vitamins, but it won’t hurt any less.
Drinking cold water causes sickness. Drink it warm.
Good times good times.
Garbage & Yellow Dust in Summer
Yellow dust blanketing Seoul by night. Photo by K.M.C.
Summer in Korea is an exciting time for a foreigner. It’s the time of year when you hit the beaches, drink until the wee hours of the morning, and generally have a wild time at events such as the Boryeong Mud Festival.
Fun at the 2009 Boryeong Mud Festival
But it’s not without a few drawbacks.
First and foremost is the dreaded ‘yellow dust’, a cloud of potentially dangerous dust that blows in from the Gobi Desert and can cause all manner of respiratory problems. It’s not something I’ve had issue with personally, but health warnings are generally issued to ensure people aren’t out exercising when it’s particularly bad.
The other big drawback is the God awful stink. All year round Koreans put their garbage in the street to be collected, but in summer this makes for the ripe stink of rotting and slowly cooking garbage. It’s not so bad in busier neighborhoods where the garbage men are quick to step in – but a back alley might go days or even weeks without tending. Not good.
Add this to the year round smell wafting up from the sewers and you’ve got a situation where you’ll end up holding your breath every hundred or so meters lest you be struck down.
Education
Two of my favorite students at Storia bidding me farewell in 2009.
It sucks to be a kid in Korea. Having taught for two and a half years, I don’t think I ever met a student who thought they had it good.
They’re at school six days a week. They’re at academies (private after school gigs) for several subjects after school for five of those days. Then there’s homework. And on their day off? They’ll get dragged on a hike or to visit an elderly relative. Torture!
An average student’s day might read as follows:
Wake up at 6.30am
Eat a breakfast of rice, kimchi, and water.
Go to school at 8.30am
Finish school at 3pm
Go to English academy for an hour
Go to Math academy
Go to extracurricular activity such as Tae Kwon Do, ballet, computers, or art.
Go home and do homework until 11-12pm
Steal an hour on your computer to play Maple Story or chat.
Go to bed at 1am
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
It’s no wonder that Korea has one of the highest rates of suicide in the developed world.
Weight Issues
Koreans are slim. Not necessarily healthy, mind you, but slim.
If you’re not model thin or a lanky lad, you’re going to be told you’re fat. Probably more than once a day. Not always by children either. Every employer I ever had made passing comments about my weight on a weekly basis.
Koreans don’t like fat people. They’ll bully the fat kid in their class and they’ll laugh at the fat guy on TV.
That means it’s difficult to shop for clothes in Korea (why cater to the fat guy?) and you’re going to get some odd treatment come summer. I once near came to blows with a drunk ajoshi (old man) who honked my barely existent man boob while I was posing for a picture with a friend.
It wouldn’t be so hard to stomach were Korea a nation of super fit athletes, but it’s not. A lot of Koreans smoke and very few of them exercise. You’ll be running laps and the young men walking the same track will look at you as if you’re a mad-man. Very few people run in Korea. Power walking is the vogue form of exercise. It’s right up there alongside badminton and the only sport where it’s possible to be a morbidly obese millionaire – baseball.
There’s some bitterness here, as you can probably tell. It was frustrating being a guy who could run a 10k and still have people assume that all you did was eat and sit on the couch at home. Especially when that was exactly what the person accusing you would be doing with their spare time.
Rant over.
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This photo as nothing to do with the article, but look at how cute the two girls are!
As you can probably tell, a lot of my ‘worst’ when it comes to Korea aren’t going to be things a tourist has to deal with. The weight perception, the education situation, and the medical stuff aren’t likely to come up on your two week whirlwind tour.
In many ways I write that from the ex-pat perspective, and I apologize if that means I missed some glaringly obvious ‘worst’ about Korea.
All told, I loved my time in Korea. It’s safe to say that I love Korea. Australia will always be my home and I’m not sure Korea will ever feature on my travel itinerary again – but that in no way reflects a lack of passion for the land of the morning calm on my behalf.
It’s a beautiful and fascinating country.
The ‘Blog your Backyard’ Project
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Sydney is a city with a rich tapestry of culinary experiences to be explored. From the sweet treasures of Adriano Zumbo that No Place Like Oz loves so much to the traditional Aussie meat pie. From fragrant Thai on the North Shore to a $4 Vietnamese pork roll in Marrickville that will make your toes curl.
You can finish a drunken night out with a greasy kebab or start your evening with Japanese-Australian fusion at trendy Cafe Ish in Surry Hills. There are innumerable Chinese restaurants and Korean BBQ joints clustered around Haymarket, sushi abounds across the city, and there’s the obligatory Indian and Italian restaurants on virtually every street in every suburb.
It’s safe to say that Sydneysiders are spoiled for choice when it comes to eating out.
But there are a few cultures whose food doesn’t get the same amount of press that they should. Below, I highlight three different foods with a shared cultural background – all of them offering delicious comida and a unique cultural experience.
Enjoy!
A Taste of Cuba at La Bodeguita del Mideo
Less than one hundred meters from the regal charm of Sydney’s Queen Victoria Building, dozens of us are packed into the smoky confines of La Bodegutio del Mideo.
“Four mojitos!” Mario informs the bartender with the confident Latin swagger I’ll never quite be able to muster. Moments later, the four of us are sipping the best (and cheapest) mojitos I’ve ever sampled in Sydney.
It’s hard to hear one another talk over the live band in attendance. The dance floor is a sea of sensual salsa movements from girls who look to have been poured into their dresses. It’s a feast for the eyes that is only complimented by the ice cold Dos Equis I’ve just ordered. Despite the winter cold outside, I feel as if I’ve been transported to humid Cuba.
Out on the deck, men in suits smoke cigars away from the rhythmic pulse of the dance floor. We sit out under the night sky and talk shop while the girls inside do their thing.
La Bodeguita del Mideo on York Street in the heart of the city offers Sydneysiders access to one of the more mysterious of the Central American countries. The name Cuba might conjure up images of Fidel Castro or boat people risking rough sees to reach Florida, but La Bodeguita might just change the way you see Cuba.
The cocktail menu alone is worth a look. You’ll not find a $10 mojito in many other places in the city, and the other cocktails are similarly affordable. A great selection of rums, wines, and beers offer up plenty of variety for those looking to imbibe.
Apologies for the shonky iPhone photography. But deliciousness abounds!
The food menu? Let’s just say I came somewhere close to heaven when I was served up my embutidos – a savory feast of cured meats, salsa, bread, and pickles. Mario assures me that I haven’t lived until I’ve tried the ceviche del dia.
It’s more than just food and drink though. Live Cuban music every night sets the tone for a wild evening, and the dancefloor is packed almost all night as couples and friends show off their salsa dancing skills. Of course, they’re all put to shame when the professionals step up to give a demonstration of Cuban dancing.
A night out at La Bodeguita is an affordable and entertaining alternative to more traditional fare. With affordable drinks and meals starting at $15, a night in Cuba isn’t quite as pricey as Flight Center might have you believe….
Unlike the United States, where Mexican restaurants are as common as burger joints – Australians seem to only recently have discovered the wonders of a Mexican meal. The blank stares you get when you mention pico de gallo or chimichangas are indicative of just how far behind Australia is when it comes to Mexican food.
Real corn chips!
While chains like Mad Mex and Guzman y Gomez are gradually winning people to the fold, I’ve found that a real Mexican dining experience isn’t so easy to come by. With the exception of Amigos in Wollongong, I’d not had much joy finding good Mexican restaurants on Australian shores.
Enter Cafe Pacifico. While it doesn’t profess to offer up traditional Mexican fare (it dubs itself as Californian Mexican) – it’s still a nice change of pace from kebabs and Sushi Train.
Heading out for a work function, I had the luxury of bottomless sangria and a pre-set menu featuring tostadas, fajitas, and a dessert that defies description. The atmosphere, while a little more sedate than that at La Bodeguita (above) was still friendly and lively. The servers, perhaps aware that we were on company money, weren’t shy about offering us more sangria before the jug positioned between my mate Alastair and I was empty.
Free sangria is 20% more delicious than sangria you pay for. True story.
Friends have told me tales of the place devolving into raucous table dancing by night’s end, but my own night at Cafe Pacifico was a little more sedate. I spent the first half of my night explaining various condiments and foods to my co-workers and the second half racing Alastair to the bottom of a jug of sangria before the tab dried up.
I will make special mention of just how good the fajitas were. Piping hot tortillas, plenty of condiments on the side, and some of the most flavorful chicken I’ve ever sunk my teeth into forced me to eat four of the bad boys. Mouthgasms were had.
Some pretty amazing food on offer at Cafe Pacifico
I feel like I need to go back to Cafe Pacifico again to really do it justice, but my first impression was definitely good. There’s a healthy looking tequila menu for those chasing the worm and a whole menu that needs exploring. I daresay I’ll be back there before too long.
Prices at Cafe Pacifico are generally based around their banquet menu, which start at $42 per head and climb up from there. Groups of seven or more are locked into the banquet.
Cafe Pacifico is located at 95 Riley Street in Darlinghurst. A short walk from Hyde Park.
A Spanish Feast at El Bulli
The table in front of us is littered with food. Across from me, Tim wolfs down a seafood paella that seems to be more seafood than rice. Two fat prawns the size of my fist lie alongside juicy crab meat and freshly shelled mussels.
Tim is dangerously excited about the arrival of his paella
In the centre of the table lies the bowl that once housed our own selection of mussels. All that remains now is shells and what little salsa we didn’t lovingly dollop onto our food. The courses that have gone before included delicious savory meatballs, a quiche like dish that was all too small, and thick chunks of bread served with a divine garlic butter.
All four of us are sweating despite it still being winter in Sydney. We later learn that is because management had accidentally turned the heater directly above us on. We are compensated for our discomfort with a free jug of the sweetest sangria I think I’ve ever had the pleasure of sampling. The empty jug soon joins the growing museum of Estrella bottles that we’ve built up.
There are maybe twenty of us in Paula’s birthday party. Together we dominate a single long wooden table and an extra smaller one on the end. Candle light and roses paint a more romantic atmosphere than our raucous groups perhaps warrants, but I can see how El Bulli could be very romantic.
The remnants of our mouth-watering mussels course at El Bulli
In addition to the free flowing wine, the atmosphere, and the many different tapas options to be enjoyed – there’s a live salsa band playing in the background and in the flickering candlelight it’s not hard to imagine locking eyes with the pretty girl you’re out with and feeling a few sparks fly.
While it’s a tad pricey (but aren’t tapas always that way?), El Bulli is likely to make an appearance on a future CWB date.
Ladies, contain yourselves!
Prices at El Bulli range from around $7.50 for starters and up to $32.50. There are also set menus available for large groups. I’d recommended these. We thoroughly enjoyed ours.
El Bulli has two locations on Elizabeth Street in Surry Hills.
And don’t forget, I’ve previously reviewed the fantastic Latin club and restaurant, Vivaz. Vivaz is located in The Rocks.
Another week is drawing to a close and there’s been a lot of great posts. So many, in fact, that I’ve had to expand this week’s list to seven blogs to accommodate the sheer awesomeness on display.
Why yes, I am dashingly handsome. Thanks for noticing.
Heather from The Kimchi Chronicles left mid week and while it was sad to see her leave, I’ve definitely enjoyed having my bedroom back to myself. I just feel dirty playing Torchlight and fervently tapping away at my keyboard to update my blog when there’s somebody trying to sleep in the same room.
Oh, and before I forget, I’ve got to send out a big congrats to Craig (and Caz) from over at yTravel Blog on being invited to take part in the Great Crusade for this year’s Rugby World Cup in New Zealand. Even as a non rugby fan (rugby league is my rugby of choice), I’m jealous of the great experience Craig’s about to have. I look forward to reading more about it.
Amanda’s adventures around the United States continued this week and the highlight for me was her visit to Las Vegas. I was lucky enough to pay a visit to the city of excess myself in 2009 and have fond memories of $2 Coronas, scantily clad women, deep fried twinkies, and being moved to tears by The Lion King at Mandalay Bay.
Amanda’s own entry is packed full of stunning photographs from her travels in and around the city. I particularly liked the attention she paid to the famous Strip, since it’s an area I didn’t get much of a chance to explore on my limited budget.
Despite living so close to China for two and a half years of my life, I only managed to pay the ancient country one visit. That particular visit took me to tropical Hainan in the country’s south, so I’ve never had the pleasure of standing atop the Great Wall.
Louise’s recount of her day exploring the wall isn’t just a great read with a lot of photos to induce envy, but she’s packed it full of interesting trivia about the ancient site as well as highlighting a few of your options if you’re considering your own hike along the wall.
I usually spend more time reading Brooke’s other blog, but I’ll often spend a bit of time browsing through the wealth of information on the Why Go Australia site. This week Brooke got people talking about the six best beaches in Australia.
Neither of my nominations were included (Redhead Beach in Newcastle and One Mile Beach near Nelson’s Bay), but there’s some absolute stunners on display in this one.
My gripe? Bondi’s inclusion. I’ve always considered Bondi to be a grossly overrated beach. I can think of 3-4 beaches in Sydney I prefer.
I’ve written at length about the process of looking for work in South Korea as a teacher, so I was really interested to see what the Chica had to say about finding work in Africa.
Africa (and South America) have both leaped onto my radar over the past few months as places I’d really love to explore more, and there’s a lot of useful tips here from somebody who has been there and done it. A great reference if you’re contemplating an African sea change.
Reversal culture shock is certainly something I can relate to, and I know a lot of travelers have their own tales of being overwhelmed by the transition upon returning home.
The Travel Bee eases us into the whole topic by describing her experience being completely inundated with options at McDonalds and uses that as a great image to frame up the whole topic. A really interesting and open bit of storytelling.
This marks Raymond’s second appearance in my Recommended Reads and his first for a story that doesn’t involve guy on cross-dresser lip locking. Kudos!
It’s a question we have all asked ourselves before and had others ask us, but Raymond tackles the ‘Why do we travel?’ question with enthusiasm and makes a lot of really profound points.
He ends the post asking why it is that we (the reader) travel. There’s some great discussion on the matter too. Go weigh in!
This one doesn’t really come from a blog, but I enjoyed reading it so much that I had to mention it here.
The guys and gals at Listverse count down ten mysterious places that most of us probably won’t ever have the chance to experience. From the obligatory Area 51 mention to places shrouded in mystery in Russia and North Korea, there’s some really intriguing places out there.
And I’m ashamed to say I’d only heard of one of these places before today.
What’s Going On?
Enjoying a post work sangria (or five) at Cafe Pacifico in Darlinghurst.
In addition to a recent visit to La Bodeguito del Midio on York Street, I had a chance to sample the Mexican fare on offer at Cafe Pacifico last night as part of an iiNet work function. Tomorrow night I’m checking out the tapas El Bulli for a friend’s birthday – so expect to see a piece on the exquisite Latin flavors on offer in Sydney real soon.
I’ve recovered from last week’s City 2 Surf run and returned to the gym this morning. Why?
Well, in addition to my ten year reunion in November and the planned visit from my good friend Heather next year – I’m also wanting to look good for my October vacation where I’ll participate in the Brisbane Zombie Walk, spend a week at beautiful Tangalooma on Moreton Island, and then celebrate Halloween in Rocky Horror costume at Movie World. Not a bad way to blow a pay check or three, eh?
I’ve also got the Pub 2 Pub walk next weekend, there’s a Travel Tribe meet next week that I’m excited about (and not just because I finally get to meet Alicia and Jessalyn) and in September I’m taking part in the Great Nomads Chase here in Sydney with a lot of other local travel bloggers and industry folk. Can’t wait!
My life is so exciting right now, and I’m still on home soil! Gotta love that.
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My calves ache. My heart beats at a tremendous rate. Breath escapes my lungs in hot, ragged blasts. The soles of my feet feel as if they’ve been bruised black.
The end is in sight! Bondi Beach never looked quite so beautiful.
Heartbreak Hill is somewhere behind me and down below I can see the blessed white sands of Bondi Beach and a seemingly infinite stretch of blue that does nothing to alleviate the raging thirst that has been consuming me since the last water point. My hurriedly gulped libation did little to slake the thirst that running 14k conjures up.
I wish I’d trained.
My entire body aches, but there’s a kind of serenity in it. My feet slap asphalt and my eyes focus not on the crowd of thousands sharing my journey – but on the distant smudge of red that indicates the finish line.
The path winds down out of the hills and ever closer to the finish line. Soon enough I am surrounded on all sides by a crowd of spectators. They cheer each of us on as we pass as if we’re somewhere near the front of the pack. I don’t doubt thousands of people have finished before me, but I don’t care.
The wind whipping in off the ocean feels delicious as I round the final corner. A red banner flutters in that breeze and tells me that I have 400m to go. Despite my exhaustion, there’s a surge of energy that floods through my limbs and taps into reserves I didn’t think I still had. I break into a frantic mad-man’s sprint over the last hundred meters. The sound of cheers and a man’s voice over the PA are drowned out by the sound of my breath and the knowledge that I’m almost there.
14.2km and I’m done. I cross the line and feel that dizzying emotional cocktail wash over me. Over the last kilometer I’d been fighting the urge to cry. Not because I was exhausted (although I was) or because I was sad – but because I was so fucking proud of myself.
My time wasn’t anything remarkable. I didn’t do anything that thousands of other people had done before me. The history books aren’t going to say anything about my race.
But I did it on my own.
There were no friends waiting for me at the finish line. No girlfriend ran alongside me urging me on when I wanted to quit.
And believe me – I wanted to quit.
But as the distance to the finish line was dwarfed by the distance from the start, it became easier to silence that voice of doubt that tried to tell me I should just duck into a train station and ride to the end. As Heartbreak Hill came and went I ignored the desire to stop for a moment and rest.
Standing at the finish line with my medal around my neck, I’m keenly aware that I am going to cry.
I duck away from the milling crowd of finishers and make my way down to the cool sand of Bondi Beach. Not because I’m embarrassed, but because those tears are for me and nobody else. I finished the race and I did it all on my own. I earned those tears.
Some of you might be shaking your heads and wondering why that means anything to me. There’s two reasons for that.
My fellow iiNet employees and I preparing for the big race.
Firstly, there’s the fact that I’ve long dealt with being seen as an unhealthy person. Two years ago that might have been accurate. But since July 2009 I’ve gone from being somebody who got winded over 100m to somebody who could run and finish a pretty damn tough course.
“You’re actually running?”
Some of my co-workers and friends scoffed at me on the morning of the race. As if it was somehow rude of me to want to do that.
They seemed confused as to why I was wearing my Vibrams (carefully chosen by reading Runnerclick.com reviews).
Truth be told, it was those looks of incredulity that pushed me on when my entire body screamed at me to stop.
But more than that urge to prove people wrong, I finished the race because I neededto.
2011 has been a hard year for me. It started with saying goodbye to my best friend and a girl I’d once though I’d marry. I went to Korea with the plan in my head to make ESL teaching my career and had it all fall apart. I met a girl who I thought might just be somebody special and that didn’t work.
I came back to Australia broke, heart-broken, and completely directionless. I spent four miserable weeks licking my wounds at home and basically questioning everything I knew about myself.
It got so bad that my family (and I’m so grateful for their support) almost checked me into hospital for observation. I was a wreck. I spent more time crying than not and wasn’t sure I even wanted to bother getting better.
Finishing this race and finishing it on my own was something I sorely needed. I needed to prove to myself that I was able to do it and I needed to prove to myself that I didn’t need anybody else to help me get there.
I could have run faster. I could have walked a little less of Heartbreak Hill. But at the end of the day this wasn’t about a time – it was about doing it all on the back of my own determination.
As I wiped away those tears – a mix of happiness and six months of pent up frustration – I knew I wasn’t yet fixed. I’ve still got a long way to go.
But in spite of everything and how hard 2011 has felt, I knew I’d be ok.
Thousands begin the City 2 Surf. We’re not racing one another – we’re racing ourselves. Photo by Fallon Fehringer.
And that’s what races like the City 2 Surf are about. Sure, there are those who are chasing a personal best and aiming to win it for pride and glory. But the vast majority of the 10,000+ people involved are chasing smaller victories.
They’re doing it to raise money for a loved one. They’re celebrating losing that last 10kgs. Maybe they’ve finished the Couch to 5k program or maybe they’re just like me.
Maybe they want to prove to themselves that they could do it.
The sands of Bondi Beach played host to over ten thousand small victories and personal achievements on Sunday morning. In the grand scheme of things mine was hardly significant, but it meant the world to me.
Sometimes, more than anything else, we just need to prove to ourselves that we are capable of more than the world expects of us. Whether it’s throwing yourself off of that bungee platform or looking up at that mountain and thinking “I can do this” – sometimes travel isn’t only about seeing something new.
It’s about pushing ourselves outside of our comfort zones.
For me it was staring up at Franz Josef Glacier last year and fighting the urge to go back to my warm bed. It was closing my eyes and plunging backwards off of a waterfall in the Black Abyss.
It was moving to South Korea without a single friend in the country or the faintest idea of what to expect.
It was putting aside self pity and laziness and pushing myself until my body hated me for it.
Feeling proud (and very sore) at the finish line.
And it was totally worth it.
Your Say
What have you done in your life just to prove to yourself that you could? And how did you feel when you finished?