The most difficult tourist attraction to get to

Once upon a time, two hapless tourists, a boy and a girl, went in search of a famous waterfall in Wales.


In search of a waterfall


A large sign plonked in the middle of the great wild wilderness told them that they were only two miles away from the most famous waterfall in the area, the Sgwd yr Eira.


Brecon Beacons National Park


The sign included a map that was impossible to follow unless you’re the bloke who drew it because it was drawn to a scale of 1:1 billion.


Useless map


Right from the start, the trail was rough and dirty, decorated with mud tracks that sometimes turned into swimming pools.


Brecon Beacons swimming pool


If you didn’t feel like having a swim, you would have to skirt around on the banks.

The boy and girl found themselves skirting a lot.

Sometimes it was fine and there was walkable land on either side.

Sometimes it wasn’t fine.

Some banks were shut away by fences.

Some banks were grassy death traps with hidden bogs and pits underneath them that wanted to swallow your foot hole.


Grassy death trap


Some banks were entire hills that you had to climb.

After which you had to find a good spot to climb down again.

The boy and girl got into an adventure worthy of famous nursery rhymes.


The only way is down


Jack and Jill went up the hill to get away from mud-pools.
Jack leapt down and said, “Woohoo!”
And Jill followed very slowly and carefully and looking very uncool.


The only way is down


Second by challenging second, Jack and Jill picked their way through the rough terrain, which got rougher and crazier the further they went. A few times, there were diverging paths without road signs.

Once, they had to backtrack because one of the paths led to a dead end.

Another time, they had to climb over a locked gate, which signalled to Jill (with angry red beacons flashing in her head) that they were definitely on the wrong track.

But before she could protest, Jack said, “Listen! I can hear a waterfall. We’re near!”

Jill listened very hard, but all she could hear was her tummy rumbling.

They plodded on.

And came across a massive construction of logs that stretched about half the length of an Olympic stadium.




The path through was a muddy quicksand. Jack threw a large rock at it and it got eaten up whole. On the other side was death-trap boggy grass.

The safest way past this obstacle was to hug the logs and hope that there weren’t any termites in them.


Mud pool


When they came to the end of the log trail, they had to stop. Ahead of them spread a giant death-trap field, which they couldn’t see before because the log trail was that long and a bit curvy.

The mud path veered sharply to the right and continued to be equally muddy all the way as far as the eye could see.

According to Jack’s interpretation of the map, the waterfall lay straight ahead, so they didn’t want to follow the mud path to the right. But straight ahead looked like certain death.

It had been a whole hour since Jack and Jill started their trek, so Jill felt it was about time to put her muddy foot down.


Yeah, eew.


“We should have reached the waterfall half an hour ago!” she said, “I’m turning back!”

Defeated by Jill’s defeat as well as stupid terrain, Jack reluctantly agreed.

They went back the direction they came, picking different sides of paths to walk on to see if it was easier.

It wasn’t. No matter where they went, they found themselves challenged by deadly hidden bogs and toxic swimming pools.


Toxic swimming pool


Still, they persevered, not particularly because they were the persevering kind, but mostly because it was nearly dinner time and they didn’t want to spend the night out in the wilderness munching on twigs and grass.

And, finally, when they were perhaps ten minutes away from the starting point, they saw this.

A tiny little path branching off from the main path, which they must have missed the first time because they were busy climbing up and down a hill to avoid muddy tracks.


Hidden little path


Was the right branch the path they were supposed to take??

Disappointed Jack and exhausted Jill went a little closer to study the new trail.


Hidden little path




Stupid little sticker


Public footpath, it said, in Lilliputian lettering that was turned 90 degrees the wrong way.



This must have been where they were supposed to go.

But who was going to see a tiny yellow arrow hidden on the side of a fence post even if they hadn’t at that point been walking atop a hill to avoid a mud bath?!

In any case, the public trail looked just as bad as the other one.

Jack and Jill couldn’t be bothered anymore. They walked back to their car and put an end to their two-hour misadventure.

And no one lived happily ever after, except maybe a couple of sheep encountered along the trail, who had looked at the intruders warily because Jack had tried to trick them into feeling friendly by making sheep noises at them but he wasn’t any good at it, and the sheep thought so, too.


Silly sheep, Y U live here!



A life full of romance and adventure


I will always remember Melbourne as a place of adventure and romance.

It was there that I spent some of the best years of my life. It was there that I learnt that life is so full of vibrant possibilities.

It was there that the world came to life for me.

When I first arrived in Melbourne, it was winter. The biting cold air, so contrasting with hot, humid Singapore, shocked me awake and alive as I stepped out of the airport. It was about five in the morning. My senses tingling, I couldn’t stop smiling.

I quickly settled down in the city. As part of our initiation into Australian culture, my college organised for us a trip to Lake Mountain, a snow and ski resort. It was my first brush with snow!

There’s a shop at the resort where you can rent waterproof snow clothes and boots, so those aren’t my clothes. I also learnt that day that making a snowball is not as easy as it looks. It’s really hard to get it into a perfect round shape because snow is very heavy! And very, very cold!

We were given a choice to toboggan or ski. I chose the toboggan because skis scare me for some reason and toboggans seem a lot more fun. It WAS fun! I wish I could have stayed there for days, but it was only a half-day trip. I didn’t even get a chance to make a snowman. =(

Then again, I couldn’t even make a proper snowball, let alone a snowman.

By the way, the only places that you can find snow in Australia are in the mountainous areas, which you can find in Victoria, New South Wales and the Australian Capital Territory.

That works for me. While I find playing with snow fun, I can’t take too much cold and wouldn’t like for the area I actually live in to snow.

Back in the city, I enjoyed going to the park just across from my hostel to play with possums. We’d bring fruits to feed them and they’d start coming to us in droves! It can be quite scary sometimes.

Some weekends, we would go to St Kilda Beach, a very popular beach in Melbourne, to rollerblade! Well, not directly on the beach, of course. Melbourne beaches are so clean and blue and beautiful, even an anti-beach person like me can’t resist them.

Random photo time!

My crazy Hong Kong friend posing in the train tracks while we were waiting for a train:

He is so damn brave. Not to mention totally insane.

I’ve shown you guys my sinking library sculpture photo outside the State Library of Victoria, before. Here’s another!

This is right in the middle of the city of Melbourne. I love the city area in Melbourne. Just walking down the street on a normal day is an adventure.

Really! Maybe it’s the nice weather (although Melbourne is infamous for its four-seasons-a-day weather, it’s still relatively nice on average), very conducive for strolling or brisk walking.

Maybe it’s the old buildings, looking so mysterious and regal and beautiful.

Maybe it’s the people, so infectiously full of life and fun-loving.

Maybe it’s the way the city seems to ooze romance and culture effortlessly.

Maybe so many things!

An ex-boyfriend came to visit me once and we spent many romantic nights walking down the streets together, hand in hand, breathing in the flavourful Melbourne air and taking in the quaint Melbourne sights.

I also enjoyed going to pubs during the weekends, where beer is as cheap as water. I mean bottled water, since tap water is free.

I especially enjoyed the niche pubs you can find all over the city and the suburbs. They feature artistic, bohemian decor and play alternative mood music, the perfect recipe for unwinding and chilling out after a long week of studying.

The years that I lived there felt like a perpetual holiday.

In my second semester, our college took us out on another excursion. I can’t remember exactly where. It could be Falls Creek, which is another snow and ski resort, but during summer, it turns into a nature resort for hiking and whatever.

There’s a huge waterfall.

And a huge tree with a lobang in it!

And a beach near the nature trail.

Aaaah. Victoria beaches just sparkle so. It’s killing me that I can’t hop on a train and go to one of those beaches on a whim anymore.

Another random photo!

I was hanging out with my friends one weekend when we found this place with a pretty red tree. I can’t remember where this is, either. I’m really quite bad at remembering places.

Melbourne holds a ton of fond memories for me. One of them happens to be one of the most romantic things that’s happened to me.

I blogged about it before, here. But if you don’t want to read the long story, here’s a summary:

It was my birthday. I was in Melbourne house-hunting alone. I bumped into a cute guy who was also house-hunting and we started chatting and walking together. He found out it was my birthday and ran off to buy me a gift on the spot.

We had tea together and then we parted ways, never to see each other again. It was quite a surreal, right-out-of-the-movies experience.

I would really love to return to Melbourne and relive all these wonderful memories. So far, I haven’t had a chance to, but I’m hoping, soon!

Here’s a picture of the Flinders Street Station:

I lived a few minutes away from it for over a year. It’s also quite near the famous Crown Casino. Since I lived within walking distance, I would stroll to the casino during quiet afternoons and sit at the 2-cent slot machines all day just for fun.

I never spent more than A$20, though. I’m not much of a gambler. I just enjoy being in the highly-charged atmosphere of the casino. And slots are quite fun, like a game.

There’s also the National Gallery of Victoria (NGV International), Australia’s oldest public art museum housing an amazing collection of ancient treasures to modern works, which I never quite got the chance to visit.

By the way, Qantas now has a great offer. For the price of one airfare, you get to travel to two Australian cities! In other words, pay $869 and fly to two cities of your choice. That’s almost like a double round trip for the price of one!

More info about this deal is available at

The Singapore-Australia currency exchange rate is practically one for one right now, so I’m thinking it’s a good time to visit Australia.

If I get to go back to Melbourne again, I would love to pay a visit to Daylesford, also known as Victoria’s spa capital, less than an hour away from the city.

It’s a charming little town, perfect for a romantic getaway. There are natural mineral springs, spa retreats, farms, art galleries, historic shops, gourmet food and wine, and funky cafes.

Indeed, British Airways magazine even named the place “number one funky town in the world”.

It would be so romantic and relaxing!

If there’s time, I also want to visit Phillip Island, home of the penguins. I can’t believe I never went to Phillip Island when I was living in Melbourne!!

Well, it’s just one of those things in life. You take things for granted and then you miss it when it’s gone. Sigh.

Only 90 minutes’ drive from Melbourne, Phillip Island is a popular tourist hangout featuring breathtaking nature, wildlife reserves and beautiful beaches.

I think it’s a great place for friends and family. I want to see penguins and koala bears and seals! OMG I didn’t get to see koala bears when I was in Australia, either. What a moron I was!

Oh, I just read that Phillip Island is also good for water sports (kayaking, surfing) and motorsports (motorcycle, cars). There are actually Grand Prix events held there.

There is also a chocolate factory!! How outrageous that I never visited Phillip Island when it was practically in the next neighbourhood! Argh!

The good news is that there’s a Come Walkabout in Australia campaign now which offers attractive, affordable tour packages to many popular as well as other lesser-known but no-less-rewarding attractions in Australia.

You can even engage a travel specialist to help you book your adventure in Australia if you want a fuss-free holiday. You just have to choose the attractions you want to visit and your specialist will take care of all flight and accommodation details for you.

You can either get in touch with a travel specialist at or call 1800-GO-TO-AUS (1800-46-86-287).

I’m thinking of taking a two-week break to go to Melbourne, soon. But I don’t know if the Goonfather can take two weeks off work. I think his boss will kill him. Haha.

Well, I don’t know if I can take two weeks off myself, for the matter.

But there’s so much more to do and see in life! If not now, when?