Sorry I haven't posted part 2 yet. I had it all ready, and because I had to wait a whole month, I lost where I left off. Will get on to it asap!

Waiting for Part 2...

Just letting you know I won't be posting part 2 this month because our internet usage is already high for the month...(I'm happy to say it's NOT my doing!) and I want to include photos... I have it all ready to post, but will have to wait....

More London pics

Here are some more pictures from the Eye, and also a "Typical traffic jam on London Bridge" taken a few days earlier on the Thames River Cruise (part of the Hop On Hop Off Bus tour).

Houses of Parliament/Big Ben, Paddington Station...

oops...if you look closely you'll see there is actually NO traffic on the bridge... :s wrong photo! lol!Don't have enough net time to add more this month.

London - Eye, South Bank... Day 5, Part 1

Day 5, Wednesday 6th September 2006
~2nd Last Chance Exploration London day~

Today was my brother and sister’s 25th birthday. Obviously I couldn’t make it to the party, so I had my own fun ;) Actually, I spent the morning in Information Centres, pre-purchasing tickets for the London Eye and the Tower of London, and trying to figure out how to get from London to Ireland once I returned from Italy… I ended up at Paddington Station (yes, they sell Paddington Bear merchandise! But no, I didn’t buy any) and could only choose to leave London at 8.45am or about 5 or 6pm… I chose the 8.45am, which meant I would have to leave The Highbury Centre without having breakfast…but I had plenty of time to catch the tube and then find my train to Wales, which would connect me to the ferry to Ireland. It was like a burden was lifted once I finally knew HOW I would be going to Ireland, and also pre-purchased my tickets. The only issue I had then was to make sure I didn’t lose my 4 cards – pre-purchased tickets for the train and ferry, over the next fortnight in Italy!

I made my way to the London Eye… my ticket was for 11.30am….. and I was told to arrive half an hour early to check in. Once I checked in, they put me straight on! I booked for the 11.30am flight, but went on the 11am flight! I didn’t complain! I was happy to have more time to do other things!

When booking my tickets (apparently it was cheaper to pre-book), the man at the Information Centre asked which time I wanted, and I looked at the map he showed me and decided to give myself time to get lost…he laughed at me and thought I worried too much… I do :p But on my own I didn’t want to buy a ticket then get lost and forfeit the ticket ;) He also said, suddenly, that I have amazing eyebrows! Haha! He told me I should only need about 2-3hours at the Tower of London… and to book accommodation etc in Ireland I would need to go to the Irish Tourism Board. I planned to visit them the following day. He said people have told him it’s a bit tricky to find. He also said, with an Irish surname, I must be a “good Catholic like me”, and was a little shocked when I said we changed to protestant! He was Irish but to me sounded more English. Although his passion for his country of birth shone through.

After making it to the top of St Paul’s Cathedral, the London Eye wasn’t a huge adventure, but I did enjoy it. When you watch others riding it, it looks like it moves quite slow, but when you’re on the ride yourself, it goes fairly fast, but slow enough that you can soak up the views, and see them change through the moving heights… I enjoyed looking at certain landmarks from high above, beside, and slightly above, etc. I enjoyed seeing things from different angles. St Paul’s Cathedral offered a different type of view, and you take a cardio workout just to reach the windows with the views!

By today I’d learned to just keep walking and enjoy the journey to the destination… whether or not I knew where I was ;) There is so much to see in London! I enjoyed walking along “South Bank” – reminded me of Melbourne’s South Bank! There I saw heaps of people, and a street performer who was quite strange… I took a photo… he appears as if he is missing parts of his limbs and face… I don’t know how the illusion works, but he was impressive. He was about a block away from the London Eye.

If I return to London, I don’t think I would go back on the Eye, simply because it costs about AU$45…but if I was with somebody else who wanted to ride it I would go again. I wanted to be able to come home and tell people I HAVE been on the Eye. Why would you go to London and NOT have a ride? I know people who didn’t ride, but that’s their choice. I wanted to do as much as I could in the short time I was in London! I quickly learned that meant catching the tube over a bus ;)

Next post will be on the Tower of London...

The Purpose of my Adventure

While I am thinking abt my adventure, I thought I would tell you what made me want to go!

In a nutshell, I am an Italian-Irish Aussie. My grandparents on mum's side were born in Treviso (Venezia), and on dad's side, my great, great (?) grandfather was Irish.

So I am one of those mixed up people with half the world in my blood! :p Italian, Irish, Spanish, Polish, German, etc...

Since I was about 17 I have had the urge to go and visit the countries of my origins. It took me 10yrs, but I FINALLY made it :)

I was determined to go alone simply because I felt I needed to explore my roots with nothing to hold me back... because I just felt the urge and knew if I didn't go now, I would have difficulty finding time to do it later. I would've loved to have a friend go with me, but I didn't feel it was right at that point in time. Although it was a scary thought, going overseas for the first time alone, it was weeeeellll worth it!

It was definitely an eye-opening experience! London was just an 'extra' I felt I HAD to do, Italy was great, but I didn't feel as connected to the country as I had anticipated..and by the time I was on my way to Ireland, I just had a strong sense that I was "going home". After returning to London for one night before going to Ireland, mum sent me a text saying she felt that too.

I think of this adventure as a Spiritual Journey of sorts. I no longer feel the 'burden' to explore my roots, and I have a better understanding of what makes me.
What I expected to see and feel were not necessarily what I did see and feel.

I have a greater sense of who I am and why... and learned so much from this adventure.

London update

I have been busy lately and haven't finished my London tales because I am confused as to what I did on the last 2 days! haha! I remember what I did, but now I have to find the right days I did these things! They were my busiest 2 days that week, so I will be onto them soon!

Then.... the Italy stretch! (yay!)

More on Buckingham Palace

Thinking back, I forgot to write about inside the palace itself! Part of this forgetfulness was the fact I have no photos of this experience because photography was prohibited… like most things you would want to snap! Oh well. It just meant I bought a 10 postcard pack instead…

We walked through what are called THE STATE ROOMS. I remember seeing the Crown Jewels, a display of the queen’s dresses worn from the time she became queen to now, and sat in the seats in the coronation room… The postcards state 10 of the State Rooms we walked through. These were: The Green Drawing Room, The White Drawing Room, The Blue Drawing Room, Throne Room, The Garden Front, The Grand Staircase, The State Dining Room, The Picture Gallery, The Music Room, and the East Front of Buckingham Palace from St. James’s Park.

These names don’t sound very spectacular, do they! But they were definitely an experience! I don’t know anybody else who can say, “I’ve walked the Grand Staircase of Buckingham Palace”! haha! Well I HAVE! It is quite a spectacular experience. What I remember most about the Crown Jewels was that we stepped on to an escalator.

There were 2 escalators going past the display cabinets holding the crown jewels. Unfortunately the escalators didn’t go slow enough to give us a good look, but we DID get to see a lot. The security was understandably high. I have never seen so much gold, silver and jewels in the one room before! There were not only the various crowns worn by Queen Elizabeth and Queen Victoria, and others in the royal family, and Queen Elizabeth’s selection of jewelry. There were also china tea sets and if my memory serves me correctly, even swords and other weapons that contained jewels. It was your typical experience of pewter glasses, dinnerware, necklaces, knives etc… just imagine how much money we could get for all of those things!

The Drawing Rooms were basically large entertaining rooms with antique armchairs and chandeliers. The ceilings were high and decorated with the different queens’ initials in the detail. Queen Victoria had quite an influence! Her initials are just about everywhere, and the stories about the furniture and designs of the rooms mostly lead back to her! Each room has its own detail. The ceilings are different as well as the carpets and furniture. Some rooms have fireplaces, some have sideboards and fancy tables. The name of the room reflects the colour of the furniture and décor (eg, Green Drawing Room has green furniture). And of course, the rooms are spotlessly clean!

My favourite part was probably the Display of the Queen’s Dresses. We walked into a room, and dresses were displayed not only around the walls, but in round sections between the walls. It was a bit crazy trying to see through all the people looking, but I managed to see enough. I found it interesting to see how the Queen’s dress styles changed with her age and changing figure. One thing Margaret and others pointed out… “Red was not her best colour”. There was ONE deep red velvet strapless dress worn when she was very young. It was a simple, but extravagant looking dress that many wouldn’t be able to get away with. But it seems this was the only colour only worn once. The commentary stated that the Queen’s complexion made it easy for her to wear nearly any colour and make it look good.

It was interesting to note that when she was young, she often wore sleeveless dresses/gowns or thin straps. She looked stunning in the pictures. As she became older, her sleeves became longer. It was a gradual change, but we could see how she changed from the elegant straps to the mature sleeves. The dresses really told a story of a stylish woman and how her styles altered as she matured.

The dresses were displayed by colours. There was a blue section, yellow, green, pink, white etc. There was also a section of dresses made exclusively for her visits to particular countries. Some of these were designed either similar to the traditional style of the country, or with elements or patterns relating to the country. She went to so much effort to “look the part” as well as being respectful. Of course, she employed designers to create these outfits.

I couldn’t believe how many jewels, beads, laces and sequins were on these dresses! Some were evening gowns, others less formal. Enlarged photos of the queen wearing certain dresses were displayed behind them. She was quite a beauty in the early days! I enjoyed looking at the photos and seeing inner beauty in those eyes. You don’t see that every day in famous people! There was a real kindness and elegance in her eyes.

I can’t remember the name, but I think it was the Coronation Room – or at least where coronations occur… we were able to sit in the seats and watch a video of some coronations that have occurred in the room. It was interesting being in the same room that is often relayed on tv around the world. I can tell you one thing…the seats were not very comfortable ;) The rooms look a lot larger on tv! They are about half as large as I had imagined.

The only part of the palace tour that was missing was the queen herself. Rumours were that she was in Germany or some other country, but the flag was up, apparently saying she was home. I never quite figured it out. They said the queen usually opens up the palace to the public only in summer. I’m glad I was able to walk through the palace. It was a worthwhile, interesting and educational experience! I also didn’t realise how close to the city the palace was! It is literally in the middle of the city!

This tour gave me a new respect for this woman who seems to hold firm to her beliefs, despite the choices of her family. As a young woman, she was elegant and graceful. Her eyes revealed a deep respect and sense of values. She still maintains the “old fashioned zeal” that many people will never understand. The old fashioned values that many despise, yet without these I don’t believe she would be as elegant. It’s a bit scary to think about her inevitable successor in the not so distant future. Her death will likely see the death of the old fashioned elegance that not only she, but her mother holds/held.

Lessons so far…

* If you know which station you’re near, you can’t get too lost! :) You can walk all over London, and the TUBE stations are EVERYWHERE! Which is great because I was so scared of getting lost! :p

* Don’t ask locals for directions! They either give you a funny look, say they have no idea what you’re talking about, or treat you like you don’t understand English! I had some interesting experiences!

* Internet is cheapest at the Highbury Centre! Only 50p for 30minutes…or L1 an hour.

Day 4, Tuesday 5th September

~ An excursion to Buckingham Palace with Margaret ~

This morning after breakfast I was thinking about going to either the Tower of London or Harrod’s…when I met up with Margaret in the hallway, who seemed like she wanted company, so I decided to go with her to Buckingham Palace…by bus! Because she is vision impaired and prefers buses to the tube. Personally, I learned the tube is the fastest way to get around if you want to get the most out of your day. But it was a nice slower paced day with a nice lady. (I seem to be going out with the Aussies!)

On the bus we met a nice couple (Aussies!) who were leaving the Highbury Centre that day, so gave us their weekly tickets which had one more day on them. I didn’t plan on using the bus the next day, so didn’t take the ticket. I let Margaret keep it to give to somebody else.

We spent the WHOLE day at Buckingham Palace and surrounds...didn't expect that! AND our feet were KILLING us by the end of it! We weren’t allowed to take any photos inside the Palace….so I bought a postcard pack… so sorry, no photos!This is the best I could do ;) We were also security checked before entering the palace. Our bags were scanned and I was asked to take a sip of from my water bottle… because 3 weeks earlier the Heathrow terrorist plan was stopped, I wasn’t too upset by all the security points. Each part of the day included a bag check… Palace, Gallery and Stalls.

We went into the palace and had audio guides (headphones) which were actually really good… then we raced (like tortoises :p) to the Queen Mother's Art Gallery...wasn't as good as the first part, then we went to the “Stalls” where the horses and cars are kept. I found that more interesting than I expected! Our tickets included a session time for the Queen Mother’s Art Gallery. The Palace and Stalls had no time limits. The ticket stated we could NOT arrive late and admission would be refused if late… well, we were late! But not late enough to be refused entry :) It was hard because once we walked out of the Palace, we thought the walk to the Gallery wouldn’t be very far…it took us about 10mins to walk there! But we made it.

Although a slow day, I found Margaret to be so full of information! It was like I had my own personal travel guide… while we were inside Buckingham Palace she gave me extra information… When I mentioned how much she knew, she said she is a Monarchist. So naturally she would be interested in such things ;)

I remember before joining the line to purchase our tickets, she asked a girl where the toilets were…she told us something like “around the corner, about 2 blocks away” and we walked and walked and walked…. And walked… until we found public toilets…which cost 20p! I guess sometimes you just can’t complain when you need the service :p

Then, after our long walk, we ended up back at the ticket area and the lady said,
“Oh, they were much closer than that!” after Margaret told her of our adventure!

It is different walking around the city with a vision impaired person. I felt more aware of the cars, and even a little responsible in the sense that when we were crossing at the pedestrian lights, or even just zebra crossings, I was constantly aware of my position and making sure we could cross without having cars want to run into us!
It did feel like a slow day, but I was grateful for the interesting company.

After the palace adventure, we rode the Double Decker bus back to the Highbury Centre, but stopped at the kebab shop around the corner. We ordered kebabs and then brought them back to eat. We sat outside the centre and watched the possums jumping between the roofs of other buildings surrounding the centre. I have to admit I wasn’t impressed with the hygiene of the food preparation, but I ate it anyway. The man held the wrap with his bare hands and filled it with his hands… and they put something like sauerkraut (red cabbage and vinegar)! I’ve never seen that in a kebab before! I did try it, but ended up picking out the rest because I found the taste too strong.

It was a nice day, even though we returned with aching feet…like REALLY ACHING feet! It was so good to be able to stop walking :)

Oh, I think I had a spearmint “Polo” (lifesaver) lolly for lunch! Which was why I was soooooooooo looking forward to dinner! It came with my plane snack pack, and I thought by the wrapper that it was chocolate…I was very disappointed it was only a lolly! I had a packet, but you can’t just eat lollies! We found ourselves so busy moving between exhibitions we didn’t have time to stop for food!

I wrote in an email to my family: “It was a bit freaky being here on my own, but it's been 3days now so I think I'll be fine to go off on my own tomorrow...am hoping to get to the London Eye and Harrods's... and apparently the Tower of London and Madame Tussauds are worthwhile... “In a few days I'm off to Rome, then I've booked another night at the Highbury Centre before going to Ireland. I found out the prices for Train and Ferry which are quite cheap at the moment - was told to book soon because they're actually cheaper than the bus! (which isn't normal). My only problem now is trying to remember where the info centre is where I spoke to the person! But it shouldn’t be too hard.”

I started to notice the cut on my thumb became infected… David sent me a text asking how Beverley and I are going… Suddenly I remembered BEVERLEY!?! OOPS! She had been hiding in my suitcase and I forgot all about her! Haha! So I pulled her out and asked her for suggestions of what to do next in London!

Lessons so far…

* Don’t ask directions from people under 40. They give you a blank look or treat you like you’re stupid!

* When locals say, “It’s a long walk”, it’s usually only about 5-15minutes.

* Pre-purchase a Phone Card BEFORE you leave home! It took me days to find a card that would call AUSTRALIA!

Day 3 -Part 2

Outside the shop was an Indian-ish man giving out free newspapers. I asked him for directions to the correct tube station… I soon learned I’d approached the wrong person! He was sleazy and looked at my map – a huge one I brought from home, which wasn’t relevant… he asked if I speak English! He asked a few inappropriate questions like where is my husband etc… and suggested I shouldn’t be there if I can’t figure out where I am… I hate when people assume like that! All he needed to do was tell me which station to go to Leicester Square! Which he eventually did! He then shook my hand a few times and said I’m a sweet girl…bleh! [I later realised the station didn’t matter! I just needed the right train!]I figured it out and once I’d found my way to Leicester Square, I couldn’t find Vic’s landmarks!

There were about 4 different station exists and I didn’t know which one I should’ve come out of! I had to call him – got his voice mail, but then he called back and came and collected me from where I was J When he asked where I was, I told him I was across the road from an “American Steakhouse”…which actually didn’t help because he said they were on every corner! He told me to stay where I was and he’d find me. He didn’t take long at all. We had Starbucks juices then went to the visitors centre where I looked at brochures etc, and he used the internet. We checked out a few pubs, looking for dinner deals, and settled on China Town. We shared rice and 2 dishes. It was nice. We had a good chat before meeting Nathan (another friend from home) to go to a pub for a drink.

It was nice to see familiar faces! They had a pint of beer each… I asked for Lemon, Lime and Bitters, and the girl didn’t understand! In the end I gave up and just had lemonade. I didn’t realise LL&B was an “Aussie” drink! Vic had a Guinness, so he gave me a sip because I’d been wanting to try some before I got to Ireland. Not my favourite drink, but I did try it!

I was still a little jet-lagged, so Victor escorted me back to my accommodation. I knew my way back from the tube station, but Vic suggested taking a Double Decker bus for a different experience. It was nice. On our walk to the bus, we saw a ‘lovely’ sight… a transvestite in black bikini-like women’s underwear with fishnet stockings & stilettos…it was so putrid! I couldn’t help laughing because it was a small shock to see... although I found out we were walking through a gay area… and he/she looked like a gay hooker… was sad. Usually I don’t go near people like that. I’ve never seen a sight like that in Melbourne!

Once on the bus it was a nice time, sitting up top, in the front row right at the window, looking at the sights as Vic said, “you would miss on the tube”. We came in to Highbury and I wasn’t 100% sure which street I should get off! So we got off and walked one direction… it was like a fork road… in the dark it was hard to know… we got lost! We asked a few people for directions…they all said, “it’s a long walk”, or “it’s a bit of a hike”… and Vic said, “Don’t worry. The locals think a long walk is about 5-15minutes”…and he was right! I guess for the locals, public transport is so good, they’re not used to walking far. It only took us a ‘long hike’ of about 5-10minutes to find the place! By then it was 11pm! What a night! But we found the place, and Vic was able to go home ok. Silly me forgot the bus has a stop right near the street I was staying in… I basically collapsed into bed that night!

Day 3, Monday 4th September

~Explored London with Peter, Margaret and Family~

(This is a mix of emails and journal entries - hence the 1st and 3rd person narrative jumps!)

I woke up around 5-5.30am, all ready to start the day! But I stayed in bed for a small time before getting up and making my way to the shower. There was only 1 shower in my part of the building. The wonderful thing was that I never had to wait in line. People seemed to organise themselves without even trying! Only once did I have to wait about 5mins for somebody to come out. Every other time, the room was free. There was also a bath, but I refuse to use a bath, especially a shared one.

My accommodation is really nice. All Christians here...at breakfast we have allocated seats, and I've met some really nice people. This morning the seating arrangements were a bit bungled, so the “singles table” was over-crowded! Margaret, the lady in the room next to mine, and I found a table and a few minutes later, a family arrived and discovered they were allocated to the table we chose. They were really nice and from Blackburn (Melbourne, about half an hour’s drive from where I live). Peter and Margaret, and their 3 kids: 2 girls and a boy. Now I feel bad that I can’t remember their names (boy was John?) They were so nice. They offered for me to join them exploring London. We arrived on the same day, and discovered we were leaving on the same day. So we went into town together on the tube which was nice. I was their "4th child" for the day! They were really nice.

Because it was our first day, we decided to go on the Hop On Hop Off Bus. When we bought out tickets, the man said something like, “isn’t it sad about Steve Irwin…” and we were like, “huh?” We had no idea that Steve Irwin had died and he was on the front page of the London papers and also on the news – but we didn’t see the news! Or the papers til the end of the day.

I’d planned on seeing the Changing of the Guards tomorrow…I’d confirmed the dates online, but the tour guide on the bus said it was on today, not tomorrow! So we got off the bus and literally ran to see it… we were a little late and only really saw the end part. We decided it’s not worth returning to see more on another day because apparently we saw the main part anyway. Oh well.

While we were in the onlooking crowd, and English man with funny teeth said, “That’s your gate!” We didn’t realise there was a gate for every country in the commonwealth surrounding the front of the palace. Without realising, we were standing to the side of the Australia Gate! I love it when people state the “obvious” to you when you are oblivious to the facts! If he hadn’t said that I would not have known.

We had to walk through Hyde to get back to the bus, and we saw all these deck chairs…so had a quick sit for fun. Margaret suggested sitting in a chair for a photo, so we did…

Somebody then approached her asking for money… suddenly we were aware that these chairs are not fancy decorations, but actually a money-making scheme! She was lucky because she told the person we were only taking photos and we quickly left and didn’t have to pay. On the way out, we saw the relevant signs! Haha!

We had lunch at an English pub. I had “Topped Wedges with cheese and bacon” which was like mashed potato wedges covered with a slice of bacon and cheese. It wasn’t too bad. I wanted to try something different. I also had lemonade. Peter and Margaret paid for me.
The smoke in the pub was pretty bad, and the lighting very dark, but I noticed the waitress put us in a corner that seemed to be as far from the smoke as possible, so that was nice. I don’t know if it was deliberate, but it seemed so. She was also from some European country – Polish or Netherlands or something. We found most eating places had European waitresses, which to me was slightly disappointing because I didn’t hear many English accents :p But they were nice people. No complaints J

We then went back on the bus and got off at St Paul's Cathedral....veerrry expensive (like everything else here!) It cost L9 (don’t have the pound symbol! About AUS$22-25) just to go inside a church! But it seemed worth the money just to be able to say we came to London and went there…AND we climbed the 530 steps up the dome!!! The view was amazing! Who needs a personal trainer after that workout!!! Hahaha! It took a while… I deliberately took it slow because I was aware of the possibility of re-tearing my tendon, which I didn’t! [I think few days later, my tendon was thanking me!]

It was a beautiful church. It was my first experience of a huge, well known, traditional church. I didn’t like the cost of the experience, but it was worth the experience. It is such a huge church! And in the middle of the city. I have photos showing just how inner-city it is!

Next step, back on the bus to the included Thames river cruise, which was a nice end of the tour. That was my last stop with this family because I had organised to meet Victor, a friend from back home. He has been living and working in a few different countries over the years. We parted ways and I looked for directions to our meeting point. He called me to say he’ll be late, so I did some shopping – the supermarket was like a 7/11 and I couldn’t find much except for drinks, which I stored for later ;)

Day 2, Sunday 3rd September 2006

~ Hong Kong Airport to Heathrow Airport to London

I didn’t mention the flight from Hong Kong was a loooooong 11hours!!! All up it was about a 21-24hour flight!

Also, within the first few hours of the flight I managed to cut my thumb while pulling out a magazine from the pocket in the chair in front of me. It was a nasty cut and I had nothing to stop the bleeding except the plastic bag from my complimentary blanket… so I dealt with it…Normally I have disinfecting gel and bandaids with me everywhere I go (thanks to my job!), but because of the foiled Heathrow terrorist attack 3 weeks earlier… I kept them in my suitcase and not on me!

We arrived at Heathrow ok. I followed Celine and her daughter through the tube. Her daughter even paid for all our tickets! They got off a few stations earlier than me, but made sure I knew what to do etc. They were very nice people. Celine was visiting her daughter who is living and working in London, and getting married. She had a suitcase of wedding gifts with her from people back home. Before they left me, they gave me their phone number in case I needed help. Then I was on my own!

I followed the accommodation directions and caught a taxi from Kings Cross station. I had a very nice, chatty driver, but craaazy traffic! Made Melbourne look easy! The taxi driver said there was more traffic then usual because there was an Arsenal match (soccer I think) on their home ground. Apparently it was unusual and people were extremely excited.

I arrived at the Highbury Centre (formerly the Foreign Missions Club) www.thehighburycentre.org

Michelle was the receptionist when I arrived. She is the most beautiful person - like an angel greeting weary travellers at their point of rest. She was happy to help in any way, and answer numerous questions about travel and sightseeing etc. The rest of the staff were also wonderful! Michelle was the one who had the most impact on my stay.

The first thing I did after checking in was find out where the showers were! I was feeling so hot and sticky and yuck from the flight… then I went for a walk looking for dinner. The crowds of people were crazy. There was a “home soccer match” with Arsenal and some other country…I think I caught the crowds after the match had ended…at times I wanted to walk the opposite direction to the crowd…it was like going against the current! I was like a moving sardine in a tin… after walking around in circles for about 1.5hours, I decided to settle for Asian noodles, and sat in a park near my accommodation…but I couldn’t eat them coz my tummy wasn’t too happy. I got lost returning to my accommodation…I walked past it and didn’t realise…as I was walking, trying to find my way back a black bus driver called out, (in an English accent of course!) “Cheer up. You’re already…” didn’t’ catch the end, but he really made my day! He caught me off guard and I couldn’t help smiling!

Each person I asked about a phone card to call home, the people didn’t make me feel confident in their product, so in the end I just used my mobile (cell) phone to call home. I spoke to my dad for about 5-10minutes, just to touch base and let them know I was ok and arrived at my accommodation. I didn’t realise mum was at work when I called, but I knew she would be happy I called anyway. Before I left home, I thought of leaving my phone behind, but when I found out it cost nothing to activate “International Roaming” I took it for peace of mind. On this particular day I was so glad I had it with me! Otherwise I would have been more stressed about trying to call home. I was happier knowing I could contact family and friends via text messages now and then. It only cost about 50cents per text. Plus I loved hearing back from them!

One thing that caught me by surprise (and every other Aussie I met said the same thing!) was the HEAT! I didn't bring enough tshirts! Lucky I had a few and I wore them everywhere! We were all told that London is often wet and cold… looks like we experienced a different London ;) The Highbury Centre didn’t have air conditioning, so the nights were a little warm, but I could open the window which helped. I managed to sleep pretty well after settling.

When I finally returned from my dinner adventure, I met some really nice people in the lounge area before crashing into bed. I managed to stay up until 9pm :) Carla said I should stay up til at least 8pm, so I did well :)

The people in the lounge were missionaries from European countries…can’t remember where…maybe Switzerland and Netherlands… I got talking to a man, who was very friendly, and then I went to bed. I just felt so peaceful and protected at the Highbury Centre. Like I was covered not only by God, but also His people. Being alone was a challenge, but I never felt alone :)

Day 1, Saturday 2nd September 2006

Melbourne to London:
~ Melbourne Airport to Hong Kong Airport

Melbourne Airport Farewell. Mum, dad, Steve & Jas (brother and sister in law), Phil and David (“my boys”).
Everything felt so surreal…I packed close to the last minute and was a bit nervous and stressed… mum drove dad, David and I to the airport. Phil, Jas and Steve also came. Everything seemed ok…mum looked a bit teary but ok.

It wasn’t until the doors to customs closed behind me when it hit suddenly that I won’t be seeing these people for a month! I went through customs with teary eyes! The officer (young girl) asked if this was my first time overseas, said I looked excited…I felt more nervous!

The flight to Hong Kong was ok. I was in between 2 nice ladies, Celine and Robyn. Sleeping was a bit strange – a bit too uncomfortable for my liking, but I managed to get some quick nods here and there.

We arrived in Hong Kong about 6-6.30am, so nothing was open except Starbucks. I really wanted some ‘pads’… but the airport staff had no idea what I was talking about when I asked where to get some…they just smiled and nodded… oh well…
Then a nice English girl from my flight offered me some! That was really nice of her. I didn’t enjoy sitting in a middle seat of 4, and having to make sure people weren’t asleep when I wanted to use the toilet…

Upon landing at Hong Kong airport we could see all this steam coming from the above the windows…and the smell was a bit like burnt…fruit or something… the flight attendant said it was normal because we were landing in 30degree (Celsius) weather and the steam was the heat from outside! I can still remember the smell… not nice but not too offensive either… it was a strange sight to see the plane surrounded by steam.

I also noticed some tablets in my bag at the airport… I think they were called, “No Doze’ [later realised they were some kind of caffeine hit to stop you sleeping in the plane]…and after the recent terrorist issues, I was a bit concerned and threw them in the bin, because I had no idea what they were… later I realised they probably came from that English girl and didn’t realise they’d fallen into my bag. So it was nothing to worry about. She told me I will love London, but it’s very different from Australia. She basically warned me not to expect things to be the same. I never saw her after that.

We spent about an hour waiting to re-board the plane… I had a few chats with an English lady with 2 young girls, about 6-8yrs old. They were cute because they were talking about going back to school etc. I think they had a holiday in Australia. They were very nice people. I just loved hearing the kids’ English accents!

Back on the plane… the food wasn’t too bad. I am such a fussy eater I was worried I wouldn’t like anything… apart from actually liking the food, I couldn’t believe HOW MUCH food they kept serving us! My favourite was the Cadbury hot chocolate :p

Celine felt sick after leaving Hong Kong… so did I. I remember watching “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” on the tv screen…and then listening to James Morrison’s Jazz station on the headphones… but I kept checking the Flight Path on the screen because I was soooooo over being in the plane! I felt sick and just wanted to get off! They forgot to give me lunch, so I had to request it…then I couldn’t eat it… felt too sick… The flight staff said they would give Celine something to make her feel better, but they forgot…it seemed they were so busy they didn’t keep their word… and forgetting my lunch wasn’t nice…but they were nice about it.

Actually, I think I gave Celine my “barf bag” and later wondered if that was such a good idea…luckily I didn’t need one :)

First Picture

I can't stand the thought of leaving this blog un-updated for a week, so here is something to whet your appetites for what is to come :p

Actually, I can't find my files in a hurry, so here is me and my travel buddy "Beverley Bendy" (a doll with wire :p) which was a gift from David... we are on the tour bus on Italy...and I think we are tired at this point in the journey! :p

Travel Blog...

Hello!

I originally started my blog to post my travel stories, but I was so slack and busy I ended up using it as a general blog... so here is my TRAVEL blog!

I will begin to post about my September 2006 adventure soon!
So far I have most of the 1st week written in draft, and will keep going as I have time.

Lookign forward to showing my friends (and visitors ;)) more of my September adventure!

Robyn :)