
Hidden graffitied laneways, a concealed coffee culture and chic night spots: the secret side to Cairns
I’ll be the first to admit that I wasn’t a huge fan of Cairns. In fact, for the first few weeks I actively despised it. In fairness, this was mainly due to me coping badly with Sydney withdrawal symptoms and working in an English school hopelessly stuck in the 90s (I’m talking tape cassettes, actual tape cassettes…) run by a troll faced, miniature dragon lady who hated my … Continue reading Hidden graffitied laneways, a concealed coffee culture and chic night spots: the secret side to Cairns