Cruising to Kiama

Kiama is a little township about 90 minutes south of Sydney. Surrounded by golden beaches and forested mountains, it is the perfect haven for jaded Seeedneysiders trying to escape the my-organic-free-range-chi-latte-is-better-than-yours Eastern suburbs crowd. Wheel out the Holden, pack the esky, time to hit the barbie.

Speaking of Barbies, this beach babe is so smokin' the NSW Rural Fire Service ruled her a bushfire hazard...

Looking south down to the coastal city of Wollongong, best know for... well, a University that bears an uncanny resemblance to Massey - complete with a hideous concrete vet tower wannabe and a duck pond. Needless to say, it was almost enough to bring a nostalgic tear to the eye.

Hang on to your hats! That annoying wind must be blowing here all the way across the Tasman from Wellington. Bloody kiwis!

Saturday Night Fever comes a day (and generation) too late.

Rodin's inspiration for The Thinker. With that kind of intellectual firepower on display, who wouldn't be moved to craft a masterpiece? Gallery blurbs and countless contemporary art texts have long debated what momentus thoughts must be running through the depths of this philosophers brain. The origins of the universe? The meaning of life itself? The interior geometry of a hypercube? Actually he's trying to decide if he wants a burger or fish and chips for lunch.

The mighty j00Bot. Rock immediately felt at home with his beloved underpowered 1.3L Corolla engine under the bonnet and generic Toyota gear shifter (heck, even the Toyota F1 team must use the same ubiquitous grey plastic knob) in hand. It may not come from Maranello, but it gets from A to Zhu with minimum fuss, unlike the passenger seat occupant.