New South Wales

SYDNEY

If you know me, you know I have a bit of a sweet tooth. Whenever I travel, I look up where I can find the best frozen dessert in town. So I *conveniently* booked a hostel my first night that was within walking distance of the best gelato place in town: Gelato Messina. I tried their Salted Caramel & White Chocolate + Coconut & Lychee. Amazing. They have a few flagship stores throughout NSW, Victoria, and Queensland.

Gelato Messina: Salted Caramel & White Chocolate + Coconut Lychee

I have to say, I didn’t realize how multicultural Australia was. They have a huge Asian population, which I should have realized when I was doing research and saw how large their Chinatown was… the fact that even had a Chinatown should have told me a thing or two! Let’s just say I felt like I was reliving my Asia travels last year.

Chinatown is every budgeting-backpackers best friend when traveling. Think fresh, cheap, Chinese baked goods, and souvenirs. Chinatown is enough to make me wish I lived in a larger city. Stop by Emperor’s Garden Cakes & Bakery for a pineapple bun (or whatever your pastry-craving desires) and if the queue isn’t wild, pick up an Emperor Puff (a custard-filled cream puff) right next door. You’ll know you’re in the right place if there’s a line for it. That’s what piqued my interest! The puff was served piping hot, and tasted okay, but it’s personally not something I’d queue up for again.

For food, my host took me to a favorite local place known for it’s dumplings. If you are looking for authentic Chinese food and homemade dumplings at a really good price point, wander about to 8 Quay Street, “Chinatown Noodle Restaurant.” Most dishes are under 10$, making it a hotspot for students. Also, don’t be surprised if you’re seated next to a stranger. In true Chinese fashion, they’ll try and accommodate you however they can!

I would never have found such a place if it wasn’t for my host. If you haven’t tried Couchsurfing, I definitely recommend it. I’ve posted about it a few times on my Instagram, but through Couchsurfing I’ve made friends from all-over. A special shout-out to my Sydney Couchsurfing host, Hang!

While in Sydney, one has to do their famous Bondi to Coogee Coastal Walk. I enjoy Denver, but being landlocked feels pretty restricting sometimes. I never appreciated the beach when I lived in Florida, but goodness gracious was I so head over heels for these views on my hike.

It was about 6 kms, and without stopping, should take you less than 3 hours return. But if you’re leisurely (really, really leisurely) strolling and are just in complete awe of the views, and taking a million pictures every few yards like I was, it can easily take you an extra hour. And I say to completely enjoy and take it all in. Bring lunch (or pick up something along the way), people/surfer watch, and pack your swimsuit if it’s nice out. You’ll pass multiple beaches and baths that are so beautiful that even though it’s “winter,” you’ll be so tempted to dip your toes in.

And ~*girls*~ there is a women & children’s only bath a little past Coogee called McIver’s Bath. It’s the last one left in Australia and only takes a gold coin donation to enter the Girl’s Rooooom (The Amanda Show, anyone??!).

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MANLY BEACH

My last day in Sydney, Hang and I adventured to Manly Beach. It’s a ferry ride from Sydney, and it was a beautiful day that day. Manly reminded me of Venice Beach in California, where you had an area of shops and buskers, and places to eat at, but you were never more than a stone throw’s away from the beach. You get the best of both world’s over there.

It was interesting to see that for Australia’s winter, there were locals laying out in swimsuits, while some people were bundled up in sweatshirts and beanies… all within a few feet of each other! Of course, there were a decent amount of surfers and loads of crowds to people-watch.

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I had asked a few locals what (aside from marmite & Tim-Tams, haha) would be considered an “Australian dish.” A couple of them had said fish ‘n chips! Hang’s favorite fish ‘n chips place on Manly is a place called Fishmongers. So of course, we had to go! They have a set menu, but also catches and specials that change every so often. We both went for their ginger salmon, and it was amazing. A great location really near to the beach, we did takeaway and had ourselves a picnic.

Walk along the main beach and towards the end you’ll find yourself climbing to the top of a peak with an incredible view of the sunset. Perfect way to end my trip.

Sunset at Manly — Perfect last hurrah in Australia ❤

Two Weeks Down Under: Koalas, the Coast, and the Coolest People

I spent two weeks “down under” this past June. The flight there took a little over 14 hours (thank goodness for in-flight entertainment). I left on a Saturday, but with the time difference, I started my trip off in Sydney on a Monday. And it was the Queen’s birthday! I had flown in just in time to celebrate, obviously.

I visited at the start of winter. So that meant more layers, and less tourists (most of the time). I was told that it can rain quite a bit during this season, and there had been torrential downpour in Sydney the week prior to my arrival. But the day I got there, it was sunny and gorgeous. I stayed in Potts Point, about 20 minutes from the Botanic Gardens and a stunning view of the Opera House and Harbor.

Woolloomooloo (say that three times fast)

View from the McElhone Stairs in Potts Point.

Lookout from Lady Macquarie’s Chair of the harbour.

I could continue chronicling this my travels listing all the sights I saw day to day, the places I ate at… but I’ll touch on the highlights for me, and for what I highly recommend you fit into your Australia travels as well.

To start, the territories I visited were New South Wales (Sydney, Byron Bay, Katoomba, Newcastle, Manly Beach), Queensland (Brisbane), and Australian Capital Territory (Canberra). If you look at a map, that’s all along South/Southeast Australia. Now, if you look at a map and compare the size of Australia to the rest of the world, you won’t be surprised as to why I decided to focus my trip within a specific area of this giant country (it would be worth another trip to return and visit a different part Australia, trust me).

I’ve got some posts in the works, but I hope you’ll read on and enjoy what I have so far of my little travel diary about my visit down unda!

The national flag in the capital of Australia: Canberra.

Florence // 07.08.14 — 07.09.14

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I remember we all slept through our alarms the morning we left Venice for Florence. But somehow, we managed to make it to the train station in 40 minutes (which doesn’t sound like much, especially considering Google Maps said it was a 10 minute walk, BUT it was our most efficient trek through the Venetian jungle since we’d been there, so we were pretty proud of ourselves).

None of us were too experienced with riding trains, so it was in Venice where we learned that departures were listed by their final stop, and that we were in the right train station after all. The ride was very smooth. We had assigned seats and sat in two pairs facing each other, with a table between us. T-minus about two hours until we arrive in Florence!

CIAO FIRENZE!

My goodness was Florence different from Venice. You know how when you leave New York, everywhere else just seems to be going at a much more relaxed pace and your anxiety levels are no longer off the charts? Right off the bat in Venice, we were greeted with what felt like so much space and open air. It also only took us 10 minutes to find our hotel, not ninety, if that says anything about how easy getting from Point A to Point B will feel compared to Venice.

It was in Florence where we got the real hostel experience, staying at a really neat place called Hostel Archi Rossi. There is both hot and cold water readily available in the lobby, as well as access to a fridge, microwave, laundry facilities, and computers. I should mention that the previous two places we stayed at in London and Venice did not offer any of these amenities. Best of all, our hostel has a cafeteria, and all three of us were immensely excited for the continental breakfast this place offered!!!

I really enjoyed staying here because even though we were only in Florence for a couple days, there’s a certain sense of community this hostel gave us. Almost all of our fellow guests were youngins, the walls were covered in really fun murals and bright colors, and it felt very much like dorm-lyfe in college, except that we were in Italy. And that we had a huge room to ourselves (we lucked out and the four of us ended up sharing a room meant for 8 people). This hostel also offered a free walking tour, which was the first thing we took advantage of after checking in.

FOOD

Of course, one of the first things that was asked while we were on the walking tour was “where is the best gelato in town?” Easily the best gelato in Florence, and of the entire trip (I think), was at a place called “Gelateria Santa Trinita.” I think we had gelato there three times our first day in Florence. It was both a blessing and curse for this place to be within walking distance of our hostel. The girls and I ate more gelato than anything else in Florence (I mean, when in Italy…) This place is an absolute must if you have a sweet tooth!
Now if you need something other than dessert to sustain you, we adored our dining experience at a little place called Cucciolo, a little off the Piazza del Duomo. It had the best price in town for the quality of food, and the size of the pizza I had was more than enough! The gentleman who I believed owned the restaurant, was also very sweet. As soon as he saw us walk in, he immediately cleared off the counter and waved us in to sit. We just felt so welcome there. SIGHTS

The Ponte Vecchio: the walking tour was great. It gave us a good sense of where things were in the city, and we learned a lot. My favorite tidbit was how the Ponte Vecchio, one of the most, if not the most iconic bridge of Florence was originally occupied by butchers. I never would have guessed that, considering there were mostly jewelry shops bustling with shoppers the first time we walked that bridge. I also never would have guessed there was a secret passage above all of these shops built by the Medici family, just so that they could efficiently get from their home, the Palazzo Pitti, to Palazzo Vecchio, the town hall.
We saw the Santa Maria Novella!!! I wrote a final paper on the façade of this stunning structure and Leon Battista Alberti’s work on it for a class in college. I was literally shaking as we came upon the plaza. Being in Europe felt like one big dream, to be honest. I kept having to remind myself that I was really there. It’s one thing to learn about things in school and see them in textbooks… but to be able to see things in person… indescribable.

Despite the fact that we waited an hour in line for the Uffitzi Gallery, it was worth it. You definitely want to try and get there early. But time flew swiftly as the courtyard next to the gallery entrance had tons of local artists selling their goods and skills. There was lots to look at. In the gallery, we spent three hours looking at pieces by all the major Renaissance and Baroque artists (Bernini, Caravaggio, Da Vinci, Cimabue) and three hours was not enough!
A must see in Florence is the Duomo. You can climb to the top, which we didn’t get to do, and looking back, I wish we had. We strolled through the cathedral though, and while I didn’t love the interior as much as I was impressed by the exterior (aside from the marble details on the floors), I remember enjoying it a lot more than San Marco. The main difference in architecture between Venice and Florence is evident when comparing their churches. The green and white marble exteriors of the Duomo and SMN are very distinctive.
Caravaggio, anyone?
When in Florence, visit the Bronze Boar or “Little Pig” located at the “Little Pig Market,” where our tour-guide suggested we do most of our souvenir shopping. The myth of the Bronze Boar as told by our tour-guide was this: rub the nose of the boar, and you will return to Florence. Visitors upon visitors participate in the bronze boar tradition, so instead of dealing with the daily crowd, we took it upon ourselves to go on a little evening adventure to find the boar, which we did!
- We returned during the day, though, to visit the Little Pig Market, and it was really neat. There were plenty of goods to look at, from coin purses, to bookmarks, to stationery. It was quite the bustling little area. I think all four of us left the market with a souvenir or two in hand.
Before stopping by the “Little Pig Market,” I recommend that you walk along a sidestreet called Via Faenza, which was not too far from our hostel. Despite the fact that our tour-guide recommended the “Little Pig Market” to pick up souvenirs, we wandered down this street afterwards and found a shop that was selling souvenirs for a much better price (ex: 7 postcards for 1 Euro, the best deal I’d seen our entire trip). I didn’t write down the name of the shop, but a little old lady was running it, and she was a little bit sassy towards us (although we did arrive around closing time/her dinner time).
Our last day, we took a trek to Piazzale Michelangelo. While it was a bit of a workout going up a hill, the view was more than worth it. There was a lovely garden called Giardino della rose about halfway up that featured a handful of bronze sculptures throughout. And then at the very, very top: a panoramic view of the city, which was breathtaking. Oh, and a copy of David was up there too, but when you’re surrounded by that view…

That hike marked our final outing in Florence. I definitely enjoyed our stay here moreso than Venice. Coming off the walking tour, I was surprised at how small Florence was. It makes a lot of sense at to why visitors take trains to nearby cities such as Sienna or Pisa while they are in the area. I would absolutely return to Florence, if only for some gelato. I mean, I rubbed the nose of the boar, so I know things will fall into place for me to visit again. ♥

Onward to Rome in our sweet ride (I wish).

Venice // 07.06.14 – 07.07.14

Ciao Venezia!

You were very lovely and very Italian. Although our first day, we fortunately got by on English. The streets are a labyrinth of endless alleyways and corridors – all of which are beautiful, but very similar. It doesn’t help that every building is at least three stories high, meaning we could not even make out landmarks to see if we were headed in the right direction. It took us an hour and a half to find out hotel, which ended up being behind a church and right on the canal.

One of the first things that stood out to me about Venice was they had a number of shops selling cat-related items. And not like, cat toys, or cat food, but cat-themed merchandise. And also postcards with cats on them. I wasn’t sure what this obsession with cats was, but we didn’t see a single cat in London. As a cat-person, I wasn’t complaining.

Food

when in Italy, you must have pizza. It’s just that no one informed me that in Italy, pizzas aren’t cut into slices. And that you use your fork and knife to cut up the pizza, as you would cut steak or something. I mean, I was hungry too, so.
where we stayed included breakfast, and we were served wonderful honey croissants, tea, and cappucinos. Waking up and taking my tea out on the window ledge as church bells rang next door… ahhh.
having an unsatisfied sweet tooth, and also a limited budget, gelato was had for lunch (more of that “when in Italy…” mindset). It was expensive to eat out in Venice as it was in London, and we knew we weren’t going to find a Sainsbury here.
It was in Italy where we learned that if we wanted good gelato, to satisfy our cravings by purchasing gelato from places with “artigianale” in their names, meaning “artisan,” aka homemade with real ingredients and authentic.
While the areas we wandered through in Venice during our stay didn’t have a Sainsbury’s or traditional grocery store per se, there were lots of places to eat, from upscale restaurants right on the canal, to literal hole-in-the-wall places. It was from one of these small, local joints where we picked up something quick to eat for dinner our last night, as we strolled alnong the Canal Grande. I got a slice of margherita, but the gent called it “Pizza Italia.”

Sights

Unarguably, Venice was beautiful. Everything from the many colors of the buildings, to watching gondolas and boats float down the canal. Even the small plaza our hotel room looked open to. Seeing laundry hung from lines outside and between buildings felt so much more romantic and beautiful than any laundry lines I’ve seen in America.

It took us two hours to find the Basilica di San Marco from our hotel, even though it was really less than two miles from us. But that was because we got lost. There aren’t exactly street signs everywhere, and I am not exaggerating when I say that everything looks the same. Beautiful, but all the buildings and alleyways are very similar. But through getting lost and wandering, we stumbled upon “The Most Beautiful Bookshop in the World.”
- Also known as the “Libreria Acqua Alta,” books spamming every subject filled this bookshop, all of its walls, every crevice and its courtyards. It was in one of the courtyards where books were stacked like steps to climb. And to make this bookshop even better, there were cats. We didn’t see a single cat in London, so the fact that 3/4 of us are cat-fans, made this bit of getting lost a little bit more exciting.
- I didn’t catch the name of the gentleman who owned the store, but we spoke to him for a bit. He was an older gent, very sweet. It was from him that we learned that during the Plague in Venice, the cats became very important to help control the rat situation. Even after the Plague happened many years ago, cats are still thoroughly admired and loved throughout Venezia. He also told us that if we were all flowers, we would make the most beautiful bouquet. When in Italy…
- There was even a little nook that opened up right onto the canal with chairs for you to just sit and watch boats go by, or just to take in that Italian summer air.

- It was free to visit Basilica di San Marco, but be aware that your shoulers and knees have to be covered as a sign of respect. This was a rule we learned that applied to the rest of the churches we visited on our trip. Wraps were sold by the entrance, but some fellow travelers on their way out handed us theirs! We paid it forward and passed our shawls onto others in line who hadn’t known about the bare shoulders rule either.
  - To be honest, I wasn’t crazy about the interior of the Basilica. Granted, a lot of it was under reconstruction, but I just remember it being very dark and very depressing. Piazza San Marco (or St Mark’s Square), where the Basilica is located, I liked a lot, though. There were shops to peruse, live music, restaurants… a lot of hustle and bustle going on (as was to be expected for the main public square of Venice). But it was just such an amazingly beautiful “urban space” if you will, despite all the traffic.
- The Doge’s Palace is very near to the Piazza and just absolutely stunning. We arrived too late to visit the museum, but it is definitely a must for next time. I just remember falling in love with the architecture of this building in an art history class. I could spend forever taking in all the details of the palace, and to be right on the canal… *swoon*

St Mark's Square with the Campanile (bell tower) in the distance. — St Mark’s Square with the Campanile (bell tower) in the distance.

No photos could capture the beauty of Doge's Palace. — No photos could capture the beauty of Doge’s Palace.

If you are a fan of contemporary art as we were, visit the Peggy Guggenheim Collection in Venice (yes, as in that Guggenheim of NYC!!!) Admission is €9 with a student ID.
- I was so surprised, yet so delighted to learn that this modern art collection existed in Venice. We were not disappointed. We saw works from René Magritte, Salvador Dalí, Yoko Ono, and a personal favorite, Jenny Holzer.
  Jenny Holzer, 2001.
When in Venice, one must go on a gondola ride. Turns out that while it is €80 for a gondola ride during the day, the price is €100, and it is a fixed price throughout Venice, regardless of how many people ride in the gondola. So if you’re traveling solo or as a pair, it wouldn’t hurt to befriend a couple of fellow tourists to split a gondola ride!
- Despite the fact that we got rained on and our ride was short-lived, it was incredibly relaxing and worth every penny to be able to tour Venice via boat. I only wish our gondelier had sung to us as well. But he did point out a few buildings, including where Marco Polo had lived.

This gondola ride marked our last adventure in Venice. It rained on our last day in London, so it was only tradition. Venice gave me a bit more of that romantic European experience I was looking for. I think our gondelier expressed our feelings about Venice the most appropriately. We are all thumb’s up. Onward to Florence next via train. I couldn’t wait to see what else Italy had to offer.

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