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Category: Places

The Cafes of Yamba

Beachwood café

Over the years, we have tried and tested many of the cafes in town and on this trip, I have decided to share my well-caffeinated knowledge. This is my personal selection of Yamba delights.

Byron Bay Bluesfest on a Shoestring

Serge

Whether clad in Wellington boots, shoes, thongs and plastic bags or braving the elements bare, they looked colourful, dirty and rather striking. They quickly became the main subject of my photographs so I decided to take a leaf out of the Sartorialist’s book and produce a fashion parade of sorts. The following gallery is my downcast Bluesfest photo diary. Perhaps not as classy as the New York dress code shots on the Sartorialist, but way more fun.

The Road Trip to Taiwan Camp

Fu and I on the Jumping Pillow

After the first hour’s drive south, the manicured macadamia orchards perched on Bangalow’s posh hills with ocean views gave way to the sugarcane plantations that inhabit the floodplain. The cane fields are interspersed with farmhouses: beautiful old weatherboard Queenslanders and Federation houses mixed with the occasional brick number from the sixties. A legacy of my fellow countrymen – I guess – emigrated here one or more generations ago.

A Gelato Adventure in Modena

Gelato - Coppette

Gelato - Coppette

If you ever find yourself in uncharted waters and need to test an ice cream parlour, order a scoop of “stracciatella”, you’ll be able to assess whether the place uses the best quality cream and whether or not it bestows chocolate chips with largesse, which are what - to my mind – makes or breaks a “gelateria”. When in Modena, thankfully I know where to go: I might have been away for twenty years but when it comes to gelato, I am still a local.

A Tree-changer-dad’s Guide to Brunswick Heads

Michael Surfing at Brunswick Heads

Michael Surfing at Brunswick Heads

On this Friday afternoon, the air smells of salty hot chips. Several families are having picnics by the river and the occasional kid in zinc war-paint and boogie board whizzes past you on a squat acrobatic bicycle, on his way to the last surf before dusk. The colony of cockatoos that inhabits town is noisily getting ready to roost on their fig tree and when the band at the Brunswick Hotel fills the air with its tunes, you know that the weekend has started in earnest.

Overnight at Melbourne Airport’s Hilton Hotel

Melbourne Airport

Melbourne Airport

Melbourne Airport is delightfully easy to be in: it is spacious, light and its terminals are just a short walk away from each other. I landed here, learned that mum’s Etihad flight was delayed, walked across the footbridge and checked into the Hilton.

Speed-dating Bangkok

Bangkok

Bangkok

Nonna Iole and I escaped the dust storm that swept the East Coast of Australia and wreaked havoc on all sorts of transport just two days before our departure and arrived in Bangkok with no delay and no hassle. I accompanied my Italian mum half way home to help her change planes and I carved out a

Café Crawling in Paddington

Reservoir Gardens, Paddington

Reservoir Gardens, Paddington

Visiting Sydney for my first night away from home since our baby arrived, sleep was a high priority and so there was no way I was going to accept Mike’s invitation to go and train early Saturday morning with Evolution (i), his training group. We agreed on coffee in the park afterwards, instead.