Sarsaparilla and other oddities

Let’s collect a few random observations. First, let me start with an apology. Before we took off, I already was complaining about Australian beer because all I knew and could think off was Foster’s whose taste cannot be described better than by the old joke:

What does Australian beer have in common with making love in a canoe? – It’s fucking close to water!

Truth is: Since we arrived here, I haven’t see Foster’s a single time. A quick research reveals that while it’s promoted as the Australian beer in Europe its popularity here is negligible. What a smart idea! Get all that tasteless piss out of the country! Instead, I enjoyed a variety of really nice lagers and pale ales. Kudos, Australia! Read More »


I’ve never seen a city so functional and soulless. Australia’s capital was founded in 1913 in order to avoid having to choose either of the rival cities Melbourne or Sydney as the seat of newly formed federal government. So a new city was carved into New South Wales’s limestone somewhere in the middle of nowhere between the two big cities – in-land, to fortify it against any possible invasion. This hyper-planned, purpose-built nature of Canberra transcends every aspect of the city. There is absolutely no reason to live there unless you work for the government. It’s full of large, more or less representative buildings, all connected by huge highways. When our guidebook told that the city is totally geared towards the car I didn’t realise just how true this was. Our hotel was only about one block away from Parliament House, and still, there was no way of reaching it by foot. Read More »