Heading to the Land Down Under

My wardrobe has changed little over the last two decades: Shorts and T-shirts in summer; Carhartts and wool shirts in winter.

Dressing up means a clean shirt with a collar, and jeans.

Even on vacation that wardrobe changed little.

Until now.

Tomorrow I board a flight to Australia. My talented wife is being honored at an authors conference in Adelaide, and I’m tagging along. While Barb — wearing fashionable attire — attends events at the conference, I’m free to explore. Carhartts should suffice. After all, it is winter down there.

But on a couple of occasions, I’ll have to step it up a bit.

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