You may remember my joy when Cobb swam into view. https://quietripple.wordpress.com/2012/10/31/cobb/
Well, moth and rust doth corrupt and after 2 years of Okinawan heat, salt, exposure and constant use, I need another. They are unbuyable in Japan. I am very excited about going to Perth for there I am sure, the Australians having a BBQ culture, I will be able to track one down. The Perthites are very welcoming and ask if they can help with anything. “Where can I buy a Cobb?” I reply.
This not what they were expecting but in no time I have instructions of how to get to Getaway Outdoors in some lost suburb.
I take the train out into Perth’s wide suburbs. I get out at a lonesome station and hike off towards civilization.
After a couple of miles I hit a mall. Perth seems a lot like California.
Finally I track down Getaway Outdoors and the genial Pete says, ” Cobb? No worries.” If you substitute Cobb for any other word then you have the Perth reply to any question. I like this.
I trek back to the station and thence back to downtown Perth to start the supposed real activity of my visit.
I think you learn more about places through this sort of stuff than by sightseeing.