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Danger Everywhere

In The Art of Travel, 6. Book #1, Sydney by Flurin1 Comment

Bill Bryson’s In a Sunburned Country was an exceedingly interesting read and covered a lot of ground with a healthy dose of humour and excellent storytelling. The overarching journey that is undertaken in the book is essentially a multi-phase road trip, which covers many of the major cities along with some lesser known parts of Australia, or as he calls …

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We All Have Issues

In The Art of Travel, 5. Politics, Sydney by Flurin1 Comment

How the political climate in America is viewed by the rest of the world, seems to be very strange right now. This is particularly true here in Australia, where, from what I have gathered, a lot of the political cues are taken from the US. On the one hand, I get the sense that US politics is seen as a …

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New City, Same Me

In The Art of Travel, 3. Getting oriented, Sydney by Flurin

“All type of knowledge, ultimately means self knowledge.” – Bruce Lee Arriving in Sydney I would have thought that my brain would start to map the city by first remembering where all the big buildings and landmarks are, and then work on the finer details from there. However, what I learned is that mapping a city is a highly personalized …

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Not All Coffee is Created Equal

In The Art of Travel, 2. Communicating, Sydney by Flurin

I encountered my first minor communication struggle when I wanted a taste of my favorite and possibly the most ubiquitously consumed drug on the planet: coffee. I was shocked to learn that the barista did not know what an ‘americano’ is, so after a few seconds of gathering myself in order to switch out of autopilot, I almost condescendingly explained …

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Sunny Days and Heavy Eyes

In The Art of Travel, 1. Introductions, Sydney by Flurin

“The moral of the story is… you get one life; so do it all.” – Bobby Axelrod (Billions) Waking up to my shrill alarm was even more unpleasant than I had anticipated. The wear and tear of daily orientation activities and consecutive late nights had taken its toll and during my initial moments of consciousness the prospect of going to …