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In the summer of 1998 I arrived on Australian soil in a city called Darwin on the north coast. It was 10.00pm and still about 25 degrees, a taste of what was to come, weather wise, I thought. Next stop was in Cairns for some beach (in)action, the rainforests of Kurunda and the Great Barrier Reef. I still rate the GBR as perhaps the greatest experience of my travels to date. Only the Okavango delta in Botswana has came close. From there I hung out in Sydney
for a while, seeing all the sights, visiting the Blue Mountains
and checkiing out the beaches, mainly Manly and Bondi. |
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