This was far too strong, although the reviewers have to take some of the blame for this. We had been discussing whether we should be asking better coffee establishments for their recommendation on which size of coffee to have, due to some serving a one shot flat white, and some a two shotter. However, here the response to our question was "That depends, how tired are ya?" Well, rather tired. But we still want to enjoy the taste of the coffee without being thwacke...

Although initially the correct temperature, there was something rough about the flavour. Once cooler it becomes more pleasant. Al Bal more a fan of the strength of this than Foxy. As a side note, this van was noted (on our campsites app) as visiting our rest site the night before. Although he wasn't there this morning (due to it being a Sunday, we presume) he told us he will be there at 5am tomorrow morning!! What service.AB

Having had a terrible nights sleep courtesy of the old man on the top of my bunk bed (unfortunately, he did not choke to death during the night, despite sounding like he was going to...), we checked out of the hostel. Despite it looking like it was going to rain, and the forecast saying that it was indeed going to rain, we decided to leave our lovely big umbrella at the hostel with our bags. It rained. But before we got wet, we had grabbed a very tasty coffee fro...

Got up reasonably early (like 10??) in Christys place. Rushed out to buy coffee (mandatory these days) and flowers for Christy as a thank you for having us over. The break from the hostel was much appreciated - private space and all that. We were picked up by Chris at 11 sharp - according to Christy, he's never late - and today he did not disappoint. We then started our grand tour of Sydney in his Suzuki Vitarra. As he's self employed, he had given himsel...

Stayed the night at Christys. Good sleep! Then scared the cat under the bed as people viewed the flat. Then off to a really nice coffee place - whose name I've already forgotten - then lunch with Christys dad, Chris... And Sarah, my other cousin. Tapas was had, alongside lots of photos. Then Chris drove us to several beaches, again names currently escape me. He showed us his dingys and the fish he fishes. We returned to Christys car, just before it rained, ve...