After the farm work, there is nothing that could have warmed our hearts as much as the word ‘vineyard’. Already having friends further south to stay with we hired a car and drove down the stunning west coast, stopping at Fremantle for breakfast and every beach along the way. Sal and Cam, and their two beautiful daughters Abbey and Phoebe, are good friends of Sarah’s aunt, and acted as the perfect company, hosts and tour guides for Busselton and Margaret river.


Our morning trip around the vineyards and chocolate factory was indulgent and tipsy to say the least; our favourite was a rather dashing and eloquent French waiter who successfully sold us a rather fancy sauvignon blanc. We stopped by a smaller vineyard for lunch – the food was just as good as the wine!



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Now, to say that we have failed in our role as budget backpackers is a gross miscarriage of justice – we’ve slept with bedbugs, we’ve couchsurfed where possible, and we’ve frequently held our evening meal at the local supermarket feasting on every free sample available. Yet, last night, after reading of an offer in BK magazine, we ventured to the St Regis Hotel, specifically to their 12th floor Decanter restaurant…

Their ‘free flow’ evening offered unlimited red, white and rosĂ© wine and some beautiful prosecco, along with an unending cheese board, bread basket and meat platter. In a country where all the cheese and wine is imported, at just 665 baht a head, this was a bargain (a small block of cheese costs about 200 baht and a bottle of average wine 500 baht).


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