Sunday, August 10, 2008
Travel, The Star Weekender, 9 August 2008
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First, my apologies about the abysmal quality of the "scan" (Actually I photographed it and uploaded it) It looks like pickled vegetable now because my parents riffled through the pages umpteenth times. No doubt, chuffed by the sight of their precious daughter (barf) splashed all over the papers.
This has got to be one of the nicest junkettes I've had the good fortune to experience. Not just because I've always loved Australia, but because I never thought I'd encounter so many people on the same wavelength on what-I-thought-would-be-a routine media trip. The journos I met were neither jaded or cynical, the PR folks were refreshingly genuine, and although, by now, I hardly need much convincing about the charms of Oz ...
The Trip. Completely. Blew. My. Expectations. Out of the Water.
It would only be fitting for me to end this with a paen to my favourite character throughout the whole trip:
That's Ghan (short for Afghanistan, I was told), the sweet-tempered, unbelievably docile camel I rode at Noosa North Shore! Ain't he a beauty?