Tag Archives: Tasmania

Time of Your Life

10 Apr

I was going to call this post, “The Last Supper” and then I realized just how inappropriate that would be on Good Friday. On our final day in Tasmania and our final night in Australia, we sampled some of the best that the country has to offer. The best rainforest in Tasmania has to be [...]

My lucky stars

8 Apr

So I went to see an astrologist. Once. In December, when I was hoping she could tell me for sure when winter would end in Montana. Seriously, I went to her to make sure my psychic was accurate. Does that make me a flake? Probably, but she was right about my trip to Australia. She accurately [...]

You can’t get there from here

7 Apr

One of my favorite New England yarns from Doug is a story about a tourist who stops at a little town in Maine to ask for driving directions. He sees an old Mainer sitting outside a coffee shop and asks, “Can you tell me how to get to Bangor?” The Mainer looks at him, and [...]

You say Fray-see-net, I say Fray-see-nay, let’s call the whole thing off

6 Apr

Travel Tip #3: When seakayaking, make sure you choose someone besides your spouse for a partner. After our adventures in southeast Australia, we drove up the coast to Freycinet (pronounced Frayseenay) National Park, one of the most gorgeous places on earth. Imagine turquoise water, white sand beaches, exotic forests, mountains made up of jumbled granite [...]

Now I really don’t have any clean underwear left

5 Apr

Travel Tip #2: Boats shouldn’t have seat belts The art of taking risks is personal. I’m afraid of spiders, Hannah is afraid of snakes, and Doug is a little afraid of missing the last ferry off the island. Today I had about 15 minutes of pure, intense fear — the kind of fear where you [...]