May 17, 2012
Cheap road trip in Australia, stage 1: Sydney
Erika and Tom, the score clinquante, six jobs with them two accomodate us in their living room, in outskirts of the city of Sydney, in Erskinville. We met them via the couchsurfing.com site.
Ten beaches are accessible in public transport to Sydney.
It is not always possible to bathe there because of the currents but it is always possible of there surfer
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May 14, 2012
Bali: to taste the babi guling
Twelve days in Bali and not really of culinary revelation. Admittedly, we were agreeably surprised by fish hardly fished and directly roasted with the barbecue, but the added-value lay more in freshness of the products and the originality of fish (nothing is more goûtu than the fish parrot). Perhaps we did not know to unearth the good addresses, perhaps also that this very tourist island loses a little its gastronomy while having like only leitmotiv not to divert the tourists The illumination came from Johan which, during all this stay, scraped the head. At the time of its preceding voyage a Bali, it had tasted a succulent dish of pig, a dish so much pricking and yet so much good that it had only one obsession: the regoûter. With the first sign seen by the pane of the minibus, we knew that the Graal Saint of the dish was called the babi guling.

This photograph of pig makes it possible to locate easily
warungs proposing the babi guling
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May 10, 2012
Bali, the island rice plantation
Five months of voyage in Asia, five months of rice to all the meals: rice vinegar in Japan, wafers of rice in Vietnam, sticky rice in Laos, rice noodles in China, rice hulled grain in soups and everywhere rice vapor or rice fried with all that exists. Everywhere however, these landscapes of drained rice plantations which are used sometimes as potato fields while waiting for the rain. To travel in dry season is more pleasant but the Asian landscapes are a little less green there. A simple change of hemisphere will have been enough and transported us here to Bali at the end of the rain season. Finally of the water of up there! Even if the island never misses any and rice pushes there in all seasons: where that one goes on the island in the shape of lamp of Aladdin, we observe rice plantations in terrace. Here each space is occupied with the production of this food headlight. The perfect occasion for the two gastronomes who we are to lean us on the white gold.

On a side Isabelle Curet, journalist and old community to manage the Parisian one, greedy courageous which likes neither when that pricks, nor when they is fatty, viscous, vintage or land-mark! Other, Johan de Faria, sphere-trotter, a bold gourmet who has as a currency: If they eat it, me also .

