Sure the shopping and the food is great, but what about the crazy weather? Not to mention the weird-arse turning rules when driving?
But on my recent stay in Melbourne for Nuffnang's Blogopolis, the city worked her magic.
My trip from start to finish was fab.
I started it by falling into the embrace of a warm cab, whose friendly driver made getting me to the conference venue in the shortest time possible a personal endeavour.
Then after a fab day talking blogs and meeting some of my favourite people, I walked back to my hotel whilst admiring a double rainbow over the Yarra.
My room, a last-minute Wotif mystery deal was the Melbourne Citigate Hotel, where the staff were friendly and the rooms were quiet, despite the fabulous location.
There was a small hiccup where a bunch of us jumped into a stinky cab, and the driver abandoned us at what appeared to be the middle of nowhere for the after-conference party.
Finally, after a few emergency calls and with the help of strangers we found our way to the venue on the banks of the Yarra.
Next morning, I had a few hours to wander the beguiling alleyways surrounding my hotel.
I was entranced by the food, the shops, the smells, the buzz and of course, the coffee.
And I cursed the fact that I had booked one night instead of two, and reluctantly made me way back to the airport. This time with a suicidal mini-bus driver who almost knocked down an old lady in his haste to get us to the airport in double-quick time.
Next time, I'll be staying longer.
Readers, when did a destination surprise you?
At Blogopolis, I once again became one of Kelley's biatches.
Afternoon tea at blogopolis. Chocolate mousse to die for.
My room at the Citigate. With a big bed just for me. Sigh.
My room AFTER I'd been in it for a few hours!
Room with a view ...
Sunday morning. How I would have loved more time to explore ...
On your bike!
Says it all really!