Aussie Babyboomer travelling on a budget — Hi Globetrotters, My name is Adrienne Beaumont. I come from Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. It’s a hot, humid place to live most of the year. I was born here and have family here, but I’d rather live somewhere cooler. I don’t really work much — I’m a retired primary teacher/education sales…

So much more Christmassy than in Australia — My first trip to Europe was a last-minute rescue mission to Nantes. Stacey had been living there with her boyfriend for a few months and was suffering SAD. We didn’t know what that was — I just thought she was feeling depressed because her boyfriend went to work early every…

Both times involved buses! — Here is Keeley’s version of events. The Time Mum Almost Died in the City of Romance Sight-seeing, bike riding and funeral planning.medium.com Here is the story of my first visit to Paris. I had longed to see Paris since I was 16 and here I was at 61 seeing it for the first time! Naturally, I was disappointed. Disappointed in Paris A dream turned into a nightmare.medium.com

Believe it or not — it’s my real name. G’day. I thought I had better start with that although I never actually say g’day in real life. But at least you know I’m an Aussie. Yeah, we do say Aussie, not Australian. I have been described as “a riddle wrapped…

I live in a very quiet area except for Friday and Saturday nights. But the band stops playing way before midnight and I enjoy listening to…

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The last of the ruins and the first of the skyscrapers — It’s June already, and time for a new challenge! From Ruins to Skyscrapers and Tall Buildings. May Monthly Challenge — Ruins of the World Barb Dalton comes in with her Ruins story but she has a very good excuse. Some of you older travellers may be interested. A Snippet of Roman and Irish Ruins Unfortunately, this is more of a sad tale of travel photography gone wrong.medium.com

Right to the top! — The best views are up there. I love a view — a view of the city, a view of the countryside, a view of ruins. I’m not afraid of heights — but I am afraid of falling! Sometimes the stairs are like a ladder and sometimes, the height between each…

Here goes. This will probably be pure shite. I don’t have a prompt to get my brain into gear. So I’m just writing faecal matter. A nice word for shit, poop, crap, can you think of any others? Unadulterated garbage. I’m feeling down today. Stress has finally dragged me down…