Oh Geezus , the fog , it’s as bad as I’ve felt on any holiday. 9 days , 2 fifteen hour flights to endure , constant interrupted nights of sleep , often waking up dusty after a few too many beers , gorging on all the foods we so badly missed ( often unhealthy) , talking , walking , driving and then talking some more . It wouldn’t be any other way . In all of this there was one constant that I relied on heavily 
This stuff . How can it be so good in Australia ? Or How can it be so bad in the USA ? It’s one of the great puzzles that is hard to understand . 
I was prepared to make up for lost time 
It’s not just that the coffee is good it’s the way it’s served , the environment, the passion and the high expectations Melbournians place on our coffee . It’s an art form 
Common folk, Via Boffe , Mitch and Co , Merchetta and a host of others that I didn’t get to . There’s no Starbucks with it’s it fast food facade and crass servings here . It’s hipster, cozy , European and dam cool to sit down and have a coffee in our hometown ( Mornington) .
Here’s to Mornington , and all our friends . I’m gonna miss everything , but shit it’s gonna be a long break between drinks when it comes to that little cup of dark stuff 
My last coffee on the way out , Via Boffe . Gotta luv the conversation and the little message with my latte
aussiehowieinla 