Category Archives: eighth blackbird

Bris Vegas

It’s good to be home.
Thanks to myriad traffic problems in Brisbane’s CBD, Queensland state government is fast turning the city into a network of tunnels. This is possible thanks to Bris Vegas’ hilly topography, which was one unfortunate feature that led to the bottle-neck gridlock in the first place. Those who brave the mean streets of Chicago, [...]

Airport bar Family Feud

While waiting in the Tom Bradley International Terminal for my LAX-Brisbane flight, reading a two-month old copy of the New Yorker (yeah, I’m somewhat behind!), listening to Billy Joel’s song Pressure (muzak), being surprised and disappointed by the unintelligible and drawly accent of the Aussie next to me (”yeah, mate, kanoiged’n’athemfroistedglazez - goodonya”) and drinking myself slowly into [...]

Keep checkin’ in!

Oh, and lest you think that our month-long summer vacation might harm my blogging schedule, I will continue to write entries over the the next five weeks! There are still lots of unfinished blog posts (currently 54 saved drafts!) for me to complete.
Don’t give up on me while I am on my extended pub crawl [...]