<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1" ?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>washingtonpost.com - Australia</title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><description>Australia</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>15</ttl><image><title>washingtonpost.com</title><width>140</width><height>20</height><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com</link><url>http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/hp/image/wp_web.gif</url></image><item><title><![CDATA[Aussie  Stomping Grounds]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9464-2004Oct29.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9464-2004Oct29.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The Bogan. Bad Impersonator. For Love or Money. <br>These are some of my favorite souvenirs from a month-long trip to Australia earlier this year. They aren't B movies, soap operas or comic strips. They are wines. And they make me smile just to hear the names.]]></description><author> Nancy Lewis</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Touched by an Emu]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A23938-2003Jun6.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A23938-2003Jun6.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[As the ferry from Cape Jervis nears the dock in the darkness of a Saturday night, the captain booms a warning over the intercom: "Please be careful driving, as many fairy penguins are on the road tonight."]]></description><author> Cindy Loose</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Meat Pies, Get Your Meat Pies!]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A17153-2003Feb28.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A17153-2003Feb28.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The first time I bought a meat pie I was in a small bakery in New Zealand looking for a quick breakfast. The muffins, with tops sagging like the hats of the Seven Dwarfs, looked wimpy, but the pie's slightly browned crust and little shell, a bit smaller than a Swanson pot pie, won me over. I ordered. I took a bite. It tasted like salty, gravied ground beef in a greasy shell.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Horseback Outback]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A6799-2003Jan3.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A6799-2003Jan3.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[It didn't really hit me until after I'd signed up for the Great Australian Outback Cattle Drive that I'd actually have to spend a week on a horse.]]></description><author> Jenny Hontz</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Aussie Bridge Climb, From the Ground Up]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A33362-2002May17.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A33362-2002May17.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[If you ever find yourself hundreds of feet above solid ground, tethered to the thin railing of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, with nowhere to go but up, look down -- or else you'll miss a view of the city once granted only to birds, planes and party-hearty Australians.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[G'Day Hikes]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A16500-2002Feb15.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A16500-2002Feb15.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[Australia is beautiful, yes, but this is beauty that can kill. The 10 most poisonous snakes in the known universe call Australia home. Two other local creatures, the funnel web spider and the winsomely named paralysis tick, are the most lethal of their species in the world. There's even the bird eating spider,  which according to one guidebook is "about the size of a mouse and fond of noshing on frogs and rodents." (Bear in mind that 80 percent of Australia's arachnids have yet to be identified or classified.)]]></description><author> William Triplett</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sydney, Shmydney]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A39635-2000Sep9.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A39635-2000Sep9.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/abroad/australianewzealand/australia</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 20:31:35 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[The engines are deafening as I walk down Swanston Street, Melbourne's main drag. One after another, flashes of yellow, blue and red scream by, leaving thunderous echoes  in their wake. I pass a motorcycle store, its wares lined up on the sidewalk in a high-powered rainbow. A block later I pass another. Then another. Across the street, a cluster of red flags touts the Australian Grand Prix. That Formula One car race is still many months away, but all around me, engines are already roaring.]]></description><author> Ryan J. Donmoyer</author></item></channel></rss>