What do Toronto, Tokyo and Sydney have in common?
His name is Jimi.
He is an old soul. He is small but compact, he favours 1970’s style and if he could speak he’d probably say things like, “groovy.”
Think hostel living means you have to resort to eating those dehydrated noodles out of a styrofoam cup? Reconsider.
This no-fuss salad was inspired by my recent visit to The Sydney Seafood Market. If you ever find yourself in this amazing city, do pay the market a visit. You won’t be disappointed.
I made it!
After flying 5962 miles to get to Sydney, I can say that I survived the journey. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be.
Tomorrow morning I am jet-setting to Sydney, Australia. No big deal.