Wednesday, January 13, 2010

1st Stop on the Great Ocean Road: Lorne



After leaving Torquay and getting a start on the Great Ocean Road, it wasn't long before we found a town to settle in for a few days. In fact, it was the first town the we drove in to. Lorne is a cute, little resort town full of cafes, bakeries (mmm) and small shops. It is right on the coastline with a great beach as well as a couple of waterfalls and lookouts. When we pulled into Lorne, we knew that we just had to spend a bit of time exploring and enjoying all it had to offer. The first day we rushed to the beach as it had been over a week since we had some hardcore suntanning time and we were all itching to get a little sun. Dan being the social butterfly that she is made acquaintances at one of the bakeries resulting in us getting an amazing tour guide, Matt. Not only did he show us all that Lorne has to over, he even let us park our campervan in his driveway, saving us money once again. Between our time lying on the beach and playing in the waves, Matt took us on a bush walk to a waterfall, which reminded us of a scene from Jurassic Park. We also experienced the best smoothies that we have found so far in Australia at the Lip 'n sip just on the main street. We ended up stopping there a few times during our stay, maybe even twice in one day, to find relief from the heat.
I think that it would be safe to say that Lorne was our favorite town along the Great Ocean Road. It has so much to offer between it's beach, shops, and great people that we found there. If you ever find yourself driving that way, take some time out and enjoy it.

Jod

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Melbourne Food! And the winners are...



Laksa Time!

And how could I describe Melbourne without going into detail about the beguiling, mouth-watering foods we encountered there!? I’ll try and keep this brief, but ‘foods of Melbourne’ had to be a blog of it’s own!

Top 10 Foods we enjoyed in Melbourne (Most introduced,

cooked, or purchased by our amazing hosts- Rach, Jess, & Alex…you’ll note the strong Asian influence J

  1. Malaysian Laksa
  2. Tasty 小笼包 Xiao Long Bao with a thin but chewy skin encasing a mouthful of flavour-packed broth with all the right seasonings. (Chinese dumpling bar in Chinatown!)
  3. Mini Cupcakes on Degraves St. (Degraves street was a marvel itself!)
  4. Mars bar cheesecake (Greek restaurant at the Casino)
  5. Indian Curries
  6. Mexican Rice from the Victoria Night Market
  7. Deep Fried Dumplings with Chocolate and ice cream- Britt tested this one at the Night Market’s as well….deadly!
  8. Home-made Beef Terriaki soup
  9. Lattes, Cappucinnos, and White chocolate Tim-Tam Slams!

10. AFL Pizza place- true Aussi style

Tourquay...surfer's paradise


This quaint little town is home to some of the best surfers in the world! Not only that we also discovered the best pizza in Australia so far! I am not joshing you are, it was amazing! Our favorite was Pesto and Feta pizza that was soooo good. The freshness of that place tempted us that we ate there twice! Not only was the pizza great but the cafe was run by all these cute Italians...they must have been brothers since they all looked so much alike. Even if they weren't, we think an Italian pizza cafe has to be owned by Italian brothers...like Mario and Luigi!

Ok now that the talk of food is aside, let me tell you about this town. It not only is famous for the waves that entices the goodlooking beach boys but the ladies come not only for them but for the shopping. It is outlet heaven for the last season of Ripcurl, billabong and other surf wear all for 70% & 80% off! This is a stellar find for four backpacking girls who are trying to maintain a budget on this trip and have had slips in the past. We spent just a little bit of cash that got us some great new items for our Aussie wardrobe. We also had the chance to surf twice and still had tons of fun even though we didn't get up us often as we like. The first time we went we got to play in the waves with our friends Jesse, Rach and Alex. We also have to give credit to them since they took us to that pizza place. The second time was just us girls and that was fun too!

This town should be on everyone's list to stopover and spend a night or two. And if you happen to be a surfer at heart then look no further than this place to stay and live the dream. For us it was just the starting point for the Great Ocean Road.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

Melbourne- the Multicultural Hub of Aus





(December 6-12, 2009)

To sum up our amazing week in Melbourne is impossible. It was beyond words, as many blessings on our journey have been, but Melbourne particularly won our hearts. It’s been compared by heaps of people to our Vancouver. Straight from our Lonely Planet guidebook, the great intro to Melbourne I read (and was proven to be true):

“Sophisticated and slick, edgy and rough, Melbourne’s physical and cultural landscape is shaped by a dynamic population, ever ravenous for a bite of global culture. The result is Aussi’s most accessible multiculturalism. Ornate Victorian-era architecture and leafy, established boulevards reflect the city’s history and cutting-edge developments…character filled neighborhoods, such as Fitzroy, St. Kilda, and Carlton (where we stayed!) hum with life and the city produces some of the best art, music, cuisine (yes, we can attest to this!), fashion (shopping was much too tempting), performance, design and ideas in the world (p. 474, LP)”.

And even better than all these traits in 1 city is the beautiful people we reconnected with and met! I had played in a band with Jesse McArthy back at home, in Lethbridge, with church. He has been going to uni down here for the past 3 years, and we had planned to reconnect. You know, something that’s easily said but not-so-easily done? We were greeted & treated with incredible hospitality. The timing was impeccable. He was finished uni for the year, and had all week (with our buddy Alex) to play tour-guide. And Rachel Lee! Where do we begin? Jesse’s girlfriend is a gem- hilarious, creative, lover of bunnies, generous, warm, story teller- extraordinaire, and all ‘round beautiful person. Since her 3 sisters had flown back to Singapore for the holidays, she let us stay in her gorgeous ‘New York-style’ loft apartment for the entire week! It couldn’t have been better, the accommodation and the company! We were near the Uni of Melbourne (which makes you feel like you’re in a Harry Potter novel and entices us to want to further our education, dreaming of attending a school so beautiful as this)! Also near the CBD (Central Business District), Victoria Markets, Carlton, and well- just heaps of brilliant parks (our favorite was the Botanical Gardens), cafes, shopping and entertainment. Melbourners know how to do their coffee! And the massive coffee culture here had us drinking up to 3 latte’s a day on occasion. Britt decided to try out as many coffee shops as possible one day, and with Alex’s help scoped out some of Melbourne’s best cafes. The lovely thing about some of these special places is that they were often hidden, off the beaten city path, often with no signage whatsoever. So I can’t even tell you the secret to who serves the best coffee, because I don’t remember reading a business name, but we could walk you down the hidden back alley near the Uni where it lies…and explore the coffee plants, bicycles, incredible interior design & ambience, friendly staff and perfect latte (see photo). Blissful!

Saturday we had a very important meeting with Rachel in the CBD at … Lu Lu Lemon Athletica! We took her shopping Canadian-style. We were ecstatic when we discovered LuLu in our exploration of Melbourne! It felt like home walking into the Canadian company’s retail paradise with inspirational quotes & colours that brightened our world! And- cheers to you Rach, I will tell everyone about our spastic move to walk 2 full city blocks with lulu lemon shorts on our heads. Oh the good times!

We took the last day in Melbourne to drive down to St. Kilda with Alex. We enjoyed the perfectly maintained boardwalks, and walked out onto the jetty to see penguins- for free this time! Thank you Jesse, Rachel, and Alex for your incredible hospitality! And this note is to the lovely Drew Gordon & Trudy Brentnall: Please forgive us for not calling or stopping by when we were near Melbourne! Although you were so obviously expecting us with a full fridge, planned itinerary, and 3 gorgeous eligible Aussi millionaires… we do hope you will find it in your heart to let us onto your property when we come calling again next year! (We’re so glad we got to meet you at Christmas time in Adelaide- you’re both wonderful people!

ps. Sorry we have been such slackers with the blog! We've had a busy holiday season here in Oz, and quite honestly have been having too much fun to sit behind computers as much as usual :-). Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone! xoxo d.

Friday, December 11, 2009

PENGUIN PARADE








PENGUIN PARADE

Phillip Island, Victoria, Australia

Warning. Read with caution. The following is a bit of a rant about how we fell into a prime tourist trap, and may not revolve completely around fluffy baby penguins and stories about the cute ways they waddle. So, we arrived on gorgeous Phillip Island, Victoria, on Saturday evening. We drove ‘efficiently’ for 10 long hours after leaving Jindabye in order to make the famous penguin ‘parade’ by dusk. I’ll insert some positive points when possible, to avoid sounding like a Debbie downer. We had the best Subway, in a hurried drive-by stop, to make it to the southwestern tip of the island in time. Fresh bread from the oven, mmmmm….we were in a happy place! And speaking of happy, I’ve never seen the animated Happy Feet, but have always wanted to see penguins in their natural habitat. We proceeded with caution as we entered the built-up gates of penguin parade. Little did we know you had to pay to see the penguins in their natural habitat each evening. More than $20.00+/ adult for general stand viewing only! Then they’ve got the ‘prime viewing seats’, the private boxes (yes, just like at an NHL game), and plenty more options to entice the eager traveler willing to part with their impossible-to-rip (side fact for you) Aussi cash. With the thousands that flood this place every day, we quickly did the math. They’re making a killing! Best of all, they advertise it as a high standard of eco-tourism, as a non-profit organization with all funds going to natural conservation projects & protection. Ha, so with all the complaining we did…we couldn’t complain about all the money going towards ‘The Man’.

We can laugh about it now, but we were relentless as we complained on the beach that Saturday night. The guide who gave us the practiced introduction, before the penguins made it in from sea that night, was like a Nazi army-guard as he prowled around, making sure there were no cameras. Flash photography or not, there was no filming or photos allowed (so that you’d have to buy postcards in the giftshop!). It was hilarious to watch the crowds’ heads follow the guide around, making sure he couldn’t see any cameras as they snuck their way out of a sleeve for a zoomed-in image of the tiniest little penguins on earth! The main reason I wanted to see these little guys was to photograph them. I had my big SLR ready for action, but it’s not exactly inconspicuous to pull out, so it stayed in it’s case all night…leaving me completely disappointed. Our guide was throwing around the word ‘confiscated’, so I didn’t dare risk busting it out! Phew. Again, it would have been the perfect photography moments- but my hands were tied! So, we had our Phillip Island experience, it truly was awesome to see the penguins swim in from sea in their little families…waddle along the beach, and make their way inland for the night. The babies have fluffy grey down, and are nearly the size of the little adults. They waddle just like one of our favorite kiwi guys…it’s the most adorable thing! We were educated on the fact that waddling takes much less energy than walking. They’re definitely proficient in their ways!

Upon arriving in Melbourne the next day, we learned that you can go to St. Kilda and see the penguins for FREE…and not just that….see them WITH your camera and all the photography action you want! Ugh. Oh to be a sucker of a tourist, feels great. Good things the little penguins are so darn cute, we truly left with happy feet (and only slightly bitter thoughts). Cheers. d.


"Closest Thing To Heaven"....


As we made our way down from Byron Bay we were lucky enough to drive through Sydney (and take a drive over the Sydney Bridge courtesy of a fortunate wrong turn) and Stanwell Tops, which meant we were able to stop at say hi to the Wyghts again... We were so excited to
come "home" and see my Aunt Karen and Uncle Doug... After we bored them with our stories and excessive amounts of photos we continued on our journey and 90 minutes later we came to Jervis Bay, a local destination spot that came highly recommended by my uncle... But no amount of praise could prepare us for the wonder that is Hyams Beach...


Some people talk about falling in love at first sight; everything clicks and you just know that this is it... they say that they know "This is the person for me". Well, the moment I stepped foot onto Hyams Beach I fell in love....

We all did... We fell in love with the beach. The sand was white as and the water was the most beautiful turquoise. In fact, the sand was so fine and so white that the next day as I sat on the beach, cutting up strawberries to put in my yogurt for breakfast, I picked up one of my strawberries and seeing it covered in sand, I mistook it for sugar for a second longer than I should have... The only downside to this beach is that, as it's in a bay, it isn't a beach suitable for surfing... But it's one downside is out-shined but all the positives... Like all the amazing BBQ's just ready and waiting for us to have a cook out... Jod was investigating the mentioned BBQ and accidently turned it on but we had no idea how to turn it off... We ended up just walking away and crossing our fingers that we wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night to a massive fireball... Good news... No fireball...


I think we really are blessed to have similar personalities that blend so well... The only thing close to a fight was deciding who had to leave the safety of the hostel to the camper van to shut the windows in the middle of a massive down pour... We ended up solving it like rational adults... With rock/paper/scissors.... I lost.... But, if we had a girl who was dead set on living the partying, backpacker life every night she would be sorely disappointed because many nights involve turning in at 11 pm because the sun has gone down and there's only so much you can do inside a camper van and our favorite night was with just the four of us. Tonight was it. Keeping up with our tradition, we rejected the idea of a camp ground in favor of parking in the parking lot with the beach shower and toilets readily available and the beach only meters away.... Prime location actually. The beach was empty save for us after 7pm and we all enjoyed taking solo walks/dance/run in the waves along the beach at twilight... Brittany and I were amused to find that we both wrote messages in the sand on our walks... Hers; a prayer of thanks to the Lord... Mine; an international relations salutation... aka I wrote a hello message from the canadian girls to the navy base boys on the opposite beach... haha...

The next morning started off the same way we ended the night before; with a run on the beach. It is seriously the best way to start the day and I am positive that if we lived on the beach we would all become in tip top shape... I'd love an opportunity to test out my hypothesis... Maybe in February or March. Brittany said that she felt at home walking on the beach and I had to agree, which makes no sense coming from a girl who was raised in a landlocked, beach-starved province such as Alberta. It's amazing that a month ago I could count the number of times I've been to the ocean in my life on my fingers but now it's hard to imagine being without it.

Luv, V


December 4: Climbing Australia's tallest mountain: Mt. Kosciusko

We arrived in a small town called Jindabyne around 9:00 p.m. on the 3rd and found a very secluded place to park our camper-van for the night, near some public bathrooms right across from the elementary school. As you would imagine, a parking lot does not provide very much privacy, and once morning came, we realized just how in the open we really were and some weird looks were cast our way as we wandered between the van and the bathroom. Valena got a few extra looks as she was eating her morning granola and yogurt on the curb, right where parents were dropping off their kids for school. I can only imagine what the mom's were telling their kids as they passed her..."see Tommy, that is why you stay in school...you don't wanna be eating breakfast on the curb!"
I'm sure that all of you at home are wondering how we are surviving by parking in truck stops, random parking lots, gravel roads, etc...and using just public washrooms, but really, it's not THAT bad. It's pretty fun actually. It's always an adventure AND a surprise finding a place to stay for the night and discovering what it looks like in the daylight. Typically they are totally different, which leads to great stories and laughter. Maybe that's why we like it so much, there never seems to be a dull moment. We are also getting pretty used to being looked at strangely. I suppose I would too if I saw 4 girls crawling out of a camper van, all with bed head and making their way across a parking lot to the public bathroom...which by the way, do not have hot water. It's a good thing that it's been warm so far otherwise washing our faces with cold water would not be pleasurable. We are bad enough at taking regular showers, but could you imagine if we never washed our faces? That'd be a whole new dimension to traveling! And just to clarify a few things about us showering, or lack thereof. Since we've been traveling, we've realized how often we shower at home when it's not really necessary and have decided that instead of showering quite as often, we will wash in the ocean and go a few extra days without a shower. It's our way of conserving water. Now some may say it's not hygienic and gross, but it really isn't. Salt is an antiseptic and so we figured that since we are daily going into the ocean and saltwater, that it only makes sense to use that to keep ourselves clean. I understand that some of you at home may not totally understand or agree with our reasoning...but we are sticking with it!

Ok, now back to the real reason why I'm writing this blog. The next morning in Jindabyne, Danielle and I drove out to the National Park which is only about 15 minutes from town and as we were feeling very ambitious, decided to take the most difficult hike, which is the 21.5 km circuit combining the main range walk and the summit walk. Mt.Kosciusko's summit is 2228 meters high, making it the tallest mountain in Australia. The majority of the hike to the summit was on an old gravel road that was actually used until 1974, but as we got higher, the trail became a nice formed path with a couple of snow drifts for us to cross. It was a bit of a surprise for us to see snow in Australia. We knew that we were in the snowy mountains, but seeing as it's summer in Australia, we weren't expecting snow at all. Apparently it had snowed just two days before...what a sight that would've been! Lucky for us, it was perfect weather, sunny and blue skies. We were warned to bring warm clothes for when we reached the summit, so we each brought a jacket, but once we reached the top, it really wasn't that chilly. Apparently us Canadians can handle the cold and wind a bit better than Aussies. A lady even stopped us to take a picture of us wearing our shorts since she thought we were crazy! If only they knew what the weather was like at home! On our way to the summit, we reached the Seamans Hut, which was built in 1929 in memory of Laurie Seaman, an American who died while trying to ski cross-county Mt. Kosciusko. It was built to be a refuge for others that may need refuge while in the mountains.
We reached the summit around lunch time and took our time eating our lunches and taking pictures of the amazing view. We continued our way around the mountains on the Charlotte pass, where we crossed many more snow drifts, the famous Snowy River (which Dan was very excited about) and views of glacial lakes, Mount Sentinel and Watsons Crags. The terrain was very different from back at home. Boulders were everywhere, no trees in sight, and views that seemed to go on forever. We definitely got some good use out of our cameras that day. Overall the hike was not very strenuous, as the mountains here aren't near as massive as the Rockies back at home, but we did manage to get our hearts racing a bit. The last stretch of the hike is referred to as "the cardiac arrest." It consists of a continuous incline in the trail to reach the end. It's a good thing that Dan and I are in decent shape because I don't think that either of us were prepared to preform CPR on each other...we may be a bit rusty since neither of us have worked for a couple of months. Funny how those skills seem to disappear when you are on vacation!

We finished the hike late in the afternoon and didn't really have much time to relax. We rushed back to Jindabyne so that we could join Britt and Valena at the movie theatre to watch New Moon. None of us had seen a movie since leaving home and we were all really looking forward to it. Britt and Valena were extra excited, I think mainly because instead of coming on the hike with us, they decided to spend their day in a cute, little bookstore and were now seeking some interaction with the rest of the world. After the movie, and falling in love with Jacob, Dan, Britt and I decided to do a double-feature and watched Couples Retreat as well. I think we are all safe to say that we don't need to go to another movie for a while.
Jindabyne is a sweet, little mountain town that has a lot of character and something to offer to people of all interests. Being so close to the Kosciusko National Park, you could spend days hiking the trails, or if hiking isn't your thing, the town has shops and short walks around the lake to fill up your day. Apparently there is a nice campground right by the lake, but we prefer parking lots so we didn't check that out. There is just something about parking lots that attracts us. Maybe it's the fact that we don't have to pay, or else the adrenaline rush we get from not knowing whether we are gonna be woken up by a cop telling us we can't park there. Either way, whoever invented them really deserves a pat on the back.
Jod