If you’re anything like me, just a taste of summer has your mouth frothing for more. It’s all about the mangos on the side of the road, the balmy cider filled nights (without the runs that often come with ciders). Its hair lightened by the sun, the impressive yet safe golden tan, it’s the excruciating pain of the dreaded seatbelt burn, the crash bandicoot type hot sand, it’s all of it. I love it all.
And lately I’ve had tastes of it but Adelaide, like 55 year old man, just can’t seem to get there. So here, in pictures is my summer inspo.
COME THE FK ON DECEMBER 1.