Welcome to the most specific gift guide you'll find all over the web. For this to be at all useful you not only have to be an insane procrastinator when it comes to holiday shopping, but you ALSO need to be making a purchase for the jettsetter type of guy or gal (or yourself because you're awesome and you deserve it!). Of course, maybe you just come here to read me ramble on about the randomness that happens to be my life. 

We've been crazy busy lately (babies being born, weddings being celebrated, tours wrapping up, etc), but I wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten about this little space of the internet. My aunt sent me this and it feels like it's pretty appropriate for our life. I'm itching to do some non-work exploring of the world & have been plotting our next adventure. 

If you've never heard of Broome, you aren't alone. It's a tiny beach town on the Western edge of Australia that is known for pearls and camel rides (I'll get to that in a few). Once the Australian tour wrapped up, we still had a few days before I had to be back in the US and Ron left for the UK so we researched temporary headquarters for Ron Pope Music/DancePanda Entertainment. We ended the tour in Perth, so we weren't exactly in the best position to get to a lot of places. We found some AMAZINGLY cheap deals for Bali... if only it wasn't the height of rainy season! After some deliberation between our Aussie friends, they decided for us and told us to go to Broome, WA. We wouldn't be disappointed - they just knew it. Admittedly, the lure of camels was just about enough to make us say yes anyway. 

I maaaay have mentioned this once or twice, but Melbourne has quickly become one of my favorite cities in the world. Basically, it's Brooklyn on the other side of the planet. While the similarities are pretty striking (awesome shopping, interesting graffiti, cool bars, industrial areas, hipstery gentlemen, scary homeless people), they really stand out in a couple of areas. Stop me if you've heard this, but Melbourne is RIDICULOUS at coffee and food. No, don't stop me because I won't stop.

I'm on the last leg of my flight back to New York, so I thought I'd get the Australia post party started. I think I may have beat jet lag... but that could just be the delirium talking. Or the pink elephants next to me. 24 hours of flying time -- hooray! My main goal at the moment (other than writing this post) is to get to New York and not forget to collect my bags. My second goal is to not forget to order pizza the second I get in the cab so it arrives at my apt 7-13 minutes after I get home.That's where I'm at right now (I feel I should preface anything I write right now with some sort of disclaimer).

So we made a stop in Tokyo back in October. I've ALWAYS wanted to go to Japan. Their food, culture, and history has always interested me so I coerced my new husband to take me their as part of our HM. I was ecstatic from the minute we stepped off the plane. Like, I wanted chopsticks in my hands and sushi in my mouth instantly. I had so much planned! 

've gotten used to birthdays in random spots. Last year was in Paris... this year we were in... Bristol, England I think? Wherever we were, I gave Mr. Pope explicit instructions to NOT tell anyone it was my birthday and that I didn't want anyone to feel like we had to do anything for it. And before you think I'm one of those ladies that says that and then expects the opposite - you couldn't be more wrong.

As you probably know, we're off again! We left our lovely little town of Brooklyn over a week ago and are in the UK and Ireland getting ready for RP's tour. Wahoo! Funny thing that you don't care about: I really love grocery stores and taxi drivers in London. For the first part of our trip we camped out there and those two things were brought to my attention (as if I didn't know them already).