One of favorite my memories of childhood was watching my mother and my grandmother hanging out the clothes on the Hills Hoist clothes line in the backyard. This daily ritual would lead to my life long adversion to what I call “Old Girl’s Undies”. Those shapeless, somewhat soleless pieces of cloth that no one …
Your first time in a new country as a solo woman traveller can be a little daunting even in countries where you do speak the language. For your first time in a country its best to plan your stay (or at least the first few days of it) before you go. Living in Australia, my …