Adelaide has a problem; it’s boring. Well, it’s always touted as just that. Searching the term always brings up some fun results and even one of the major radio stations back in the day, Triple J, tried to help turn it around with an “Adelaide: It’s Okay!” campaign that was hilarious and tried very hard to help Adelaide with its boring label.
It also has that “serial killer capital” label hanging around its head that even Dexter Morgan himself, Michael C. Hall, shot a promo stating it.
A place can’t be boring and an (alleged) serial killer paradise though, can it? Only if it’s so boring that’s why people are going bananas and offing each other.
Such a beautiful place to strangle someone.
I’ve been a few times to Adelaide and come back with different stories and experiences, and while my time there was only fleeting, I hope that if you do find yourself in The City Of Churches that my handy guide will help you around.
Take me to Paris! Take me to fill my belly with French sweets, meats, butter, maybe even some wine. Take me to see what the locals do in this iconic city. We can do some of the token, touristy things, but let’s get lost and eat to almost insanity.
Recently, a family member had celebrated their birthday at one of the Gold Coast’s most iconic institutions, Dracula’s Cabaret Show & Dinner. The cool-looking place that I’m sure the Addams or Munsters would have loved is sandwiched in between the newly jazzed up Pacific Fair shopping centre and The Star Gold Coast (formerly Conrad Jupiters Casino). Every local has driven past and every local has been to Dracula’s.
I had lived here most of my life here and never once been to Dracula’s. But now I have and thought I’d let you know a bit about it!
I actually get asked this question a lot when people find out I like photography or plan a new project. Most of the time I’m travelling within Australia and I can’t take much with me. I am one of those people who will carry fewer beauty products and clothes so I have more room for equipment (some I forget to use anyway, but that’s not the point!).
Ahhhh.. take me to New York City. Let me see the Big Apple. The City That Never Sleeps.
Feed me in every borough until I’m a bouncing ball. Show me the cool food from Chinatown and Little Italy. Let me get a drink and become a bigger kid again at Two Bit’s Retro Arcade. Give me all of your food and candy, with even more candy. Oh, and do NOT skimp on the bagels (a tub of cream cheese on the side too, please).
Let me go balls-to-the-wall crazy and have the biggest walking adventure. Actually, let me walk around, find where some of my favourite movies were filmed, including the Ghostbusters Firehouse. Take me to photograph Pier 54, where the Titanic’s survivors arrived. Let me find some Toynbee Tiles!
Show me drunk performers performing Shakespeare. Show me the Mysterious Bookshop (that’s the name too!). Let me see oddities at The Evolution Store and the Obscura Antiques And Oddities… maybe take a walk on the wild side to the Museum of Sex or the Museum of the American Gangster.
Later, let me see the wonderful cats of Roosevelt Island and when I want some peace and quiet, let me in The Elevated Acre or the Creative Little Garden.
When I’m tired and need somewhere to relax, let me rest in the NoMad Hotel library, perhaps read a comic or two.
Then I’ll turn in, get some sleep to be ready to do it all over again tomorrow…