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So no sooner had Kim and I touched down in Sydney than I was rearranging luggage and gearing up to take off again, this time bound for Bangkok. I was meeting some of my friends from Takraw Australia ahead of the King’s Cup sepak takraw world championships in Udon Thani, another city in Thailand.
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After the madness of New York City, we were ready for a break, so we joined Kim’s family for a few days at her grandparents’ beach house in Ocean City, New Jersey. BY the time we got there, the house already had Kim’s grandparents, her parents, her two brothers and her one sister-in-law, so the addition of two extra bodies to the two bedroom, one bathroom house was of course just what the doctor ordered.
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I like food.
Often one of the most interesting parts of traveling to other countries is sampling exotic flavours and different ways of cooking and serving stuff. But to be honest, I hadn’t expected my culinary adventures in the United States to be quite as educational as they were. For a country with so much in common with ours, they have some crazy ideas of how to eat.
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It seems like such a cliché to write a post about New York City. Everyone who’s ever gone there has written a story, or a song, or a poem, or something about hustle, bustle, never sleeping and being completely nuts. Yeah, well… I went there and I had a great time, so I guess I’m adding to the cliché. Deal with it.
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Last Australian summer I had the privilege of taking Kim to her first ever cricket match. We spent the whole first fifty overs teacing her how the game worked and we were ready to knuckle down and enjoy the second innings when the skies opened and the game was washed out. But at least we tried.