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Space: The first frontier |
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David Whitley follows in the path of astronauts and space shuttles at the Kennedy Space Center |
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My first meal in New Orleans: the beginning of a love affair |
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It was my first meal in New Orleans, if you dismiss the scavenged airline crackers I’d eaten for breakfast. Or the two microwave burritos I’d consumed the night before, in a haze of furious hunger only a series of delayed long haul flights from Sydney to New Orleans can bring. And you couldn’t count that cup of black stuff the hotel had poured me when I checked in- that wasn’t coffee, and it never would be. |
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Capone's Chicago |
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David Whitley tracks down the gangster hotspots that Chicago wants everyone to forget about |
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Food for thought: Miami-style |
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Food for thought: Miami-style David Whitley learns an invaluable lesson as he takes a round-the-world culinary adventure in Miami.
It’s easy to make the mistake of thinking that Ocean Drive *is* Miami Beach. It’s where most of the posing happens, where the beautiful and the plain weird permanently inhabit the terrace cafés that morph into bars at night. It’s a place where the art of looking laid-back and cool is taken very seriously. After all, this is the Ocean Drive popularised by everyone’s favourite hipster band, the Lighthouse Family. |
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Falling in love at the end of the road |
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David Whitley slips into island time, shambles along like no-one’s watching him shamble, and raises a glass to Key West
This is almost certainly a mistake. Those empty shot glasses can only lead to pain. But screw it – which five do you recommend, Mr Barman? We’ve stumbled, staggered and swayed our way into a place that is practically guaranteed to be my undoing. Five rums for $25. At a specialist rum bar. So that’s not going to be five Bacardis or roughly equivalent swill – it’ll be five of the best from around the world. |
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