šTravel with a Drunk Sock Monkey. On the Bar Fly Podcast Episode 2
- Jan 20
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 6
𧦠The Story of Stan, the Drunk Sock Monkey
In 2013, my daughter gave me a sock monkey named StanĀ to keep me company when I travel ā a sweet little gesture meant to make me feel safe on the road. What she didnāt realize was that Stan would become my drinking buddyĀ and accidental travel mascot.
Since then, Stan has joined me on countless adventures, and, naturally, a few pub visits. Over time, he earned his full title: Stan the Drunk Sock Monkey.
šŗ Sydney Shenanigans
One memorable day, my husband and I were sitting at a cozy bar in Sydney, Australia, sipping beer and taking photos of Stan perched proudly on the counter. Thatās when I spotted something unexpected: a clown on a unicycleĀ rolling by outside the bar window.
A few minutes later, my husband noticed Iād vanished. The bartender glanced at him questioningly, but he simply shrugged and said,
āItās normal for her.ā
He wasnāt wrong.
𤔠The Clown, the Monkey & the Deal
I had chased down the clown ā who turned out to be an anti-fracking activist. Between breaths, I asked if heād take a picture with Stan. He agreed, but only if I listened to his views about anti-fracking.
So there I was: in Sydney, with a sock monkey in one hand, a pint in the other, and a clown passionately explaining environmental policy.
Stan got his photo. I got a great story. Everyone walked away happy.
š» Final Thoughts
Sometimes the best travel stories arenāt the ones you plan ā theyāre the ones that happen when you follow a sock monkey and a clown down the street.
On the Bar Fly Verdict:š Never underestimate where a drink, a monkey, and a little curiosity might lead you.




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