A Travel log from....

Amsterdam

2010-06-03T18:19:00.000Z

So, it's bank holiday weekend in the UK, no plans and in need of a short break? Then Amsterdam is in easy reach - a mere 1 hour flight time (excluding the ubiquitious 2 hour check-in time and travel to/from the airport) from the UK, Amsterdam is perfect for that short break.

My stay coincided in with Queens Day, a national holiday in the Netherlands. On arrival at Central station I was greeted with closed streets and no trams running - Amsterdam had been all but pedestrianised; traffic replaced with stall holders setting up shop for the carnival atmosphere that was to come later that day. The weather itself wasn't great -grey with light drizzle - but everywhere you looked there was a sea of orange that brought a lift to all that.

With no trams running, I headed north on foot in search of Vondel Park, and ultimately my hotel. Even at 10am the park was bustling with families who were selling toys, sweets, inviting passers by the play old fashioned games and playing music - a tradition on Queens Day I'm told.

Queens day aside, Amsterdam is renound for art and museums - well, two at least. It is home to both the Van Gogh museum - the largest collection of Van Gogh work in the world, and the Anne Frank museum. I confess I saw neither, preferring instead to lose myself in the side streets and take in the canals and architecture of the city.

I spent my penultimate day in nearby Utrecht, a 40mins train ride away, where I met up with a friend I travelled within in Australia. Mirjam and I had not seen each other for 3 years, and it was great to catch up. To carry on the tradition of not climbing things (I'm sure an earlier blog re: the Kings Canyon, in Australia makes mention of the first time we failed to climb something), Mirjam thought I might like to go up the Dom tower in Utrecht. We'd not long missed a tour and the next was in 2 hours. With the weather not so great we instead hit the shops, had a few biers and reminisced of the times we had travelling from Adelaide to Darwin.

Bruselles

2009-12-08T13:08:00.005Z

Had the opportunity through work to attend a meeting in Brussels, which coincided with a weekend, so I took the opportunity to extend my stay and see a little of the 'Capital of Europe' and also meet up with a friend I met and travelled with a little in Australia, Fabi.

I'll update with a little more soon. But for now, here's a festive picture of the Manneken Pis:

A weekend in Berlin

2009-08-30T18:10:00.005Z

For a city that has endured so much in the last century, taking the 40min bus ride from Berlin's Flughafen Tegel to the city center, on the face of it, reveals little in the way of the devastation brought about by years of conflict between 1939 and '45.

Bold architectural statements now dominate the city, interspersed between the many historical buildings that remain or have been rebuilt post '45. The first most striking of these is the Hauptbahnhof; an elegant glass structure that would seem to defy the conflicts that have so dominated Germany's history. A structure built from the foundations of a renewed self belief and proclamation that Berlin has seen the last of conflict, for such a structure would, unlike those of masonry which still bare the scars of the past, stand the brutal consequences it brings.

And, of course, there is the addition to the refurbished Reichstag in 1999 by Norman Foster, which I chose to admire from the outside. Arriving late, having had to negotiate the men's 50KM walk, taking place as part of the World Athletic Championships being held in Berlin, I refrained from part-taking in that supposedly very British pastime of queuing!

Like all major cities, Berlin has its fair share of museums and art galleries. Ordinarily as a tourist I would visit as many as possible in the time in which I'm in a place, but with marathon events taking place over the weekend, and with the weather being a pleasant 29C most days, I chose to spend my time meandering the streets, sitting in Café's and taking time out in the Lustgarten to read and watch life (and the odd Marathon runner) go by.

No visit to Berlin is complete without going to see the last remnants of the Berlin Wall and 'Checkpoint Charlie'. It so happens that this year is the 20th anniversary since the momentous day when East Germans were allowed to visit the West. Crowds gathered on both sides of the wall resulting in some of the most memorable and historical moments ever captured on film, relayed the world over. It was the beginning of the end for the one physical entities of the Iron Curtain that had separated East from West, post WWII.

Poland: Warsaw & Kracow

2009-03-12T12:57:00.015Z

It took the pending marriage of a very good friend for me to finally find myself in Poland. It has been high on my list of city breaks for some time, and rightly so, for Warsaw, and indeed Krakow, are two very different cities that offer great culture, history and architecture.

I grant you the above make for an alternative stag weekend, although I'd be lying if I were to say there was no alcohol involved. Increasingly more and more stag weekends take place abroad, and with the rise of low cost airlines and the relative low cost of living in many places in Eastern Europe, it makes for a great weekend where you can combine the offerings of a city break with those of drunken debauchery.

There were nine in our party with the majority of us flying from London Luton to Warsaw's Chopin airport. We let 4 apartments, a 10-15 minute walk from the Old Town. The accommodation was faultless; our location on Noway Swait ideal; and the staff very helpful.

After settling in we convened outside out apartments and wandered over to Tam tam, on Foksal street for the first of many beers and some exceptional food. We later went on to the Piano Bar where they had a band providing live music (without the use of a Piano) before ending the night in the Underground Klub. Here we partyed the night away before realising we had a walking tour booked for 10am in the Old town.

Saturday afternoon I organised an afternoon Go-Karting via warsawstagnights.com. That afternoon we met Magda and Caronlia from warsawstagnights.com who had arranged transport to/from the imola track, 30mins outside Warsaw. After an hour or so on the track we headed back to the city to take up where we left off the night before. En route, Magda and Carolina were very helpful in making suggestions on places to eat and drink. On their recommendation we had an excellent dinner at U Kurcharzy before moving on to one of Warsaw's more livlier Jazz club's. Magda and co then joined us for drinks and so we spent the evening consuming Vodka and chatting away.

Sunday was just another day for myself. Being a lightweight, I hung around the apartment most of the day. I had arranged to meet a long standing friend for dinner in the evening, and so we spent the evening wining and dining. As a local of Warsaw you'd think my dear friend, Kasia, would be in the know about good places to eat out. We first tackled a Mexican restaurant by the name of Mexicana, just off Foksal street. With the menu being in Polish and Spanish, I opted for something that I thought I knew I was ordering: cerado - or beef. Needless to say what turned up resembled nothing like I had imagined. Apparently my face was a picture, and that alone was worth the cost of two mouthfuls I managed of that meal haha. At least we know for next time haha. After a brisk walk around the city we found our way back to Ul. Chimelna and Bar Muza. Here we spent the rest of the evening enjoying a much improved menu and excellent dinner with G&Ts all round.

Monday we had arranged to meet Magda again. She had kindly offered to take us to a milk bar; a hangover from the communist days where state canteens provided the basics in nutrition, cheaply. When I first heard of Milk bars, the first thing that sprung to mind was the scene from Stanley Kubricks, A Clockwork Orange, where the gang enter indulge in some narcotic-laced milk. There are no similarities! The name apparently came about as most of the offerings where dairy based. We ordered a selection of Pirogi, along with zurek and compot. Someone also sampled the goulash. Our order came to the princely sum of 50zl for 5 ppl! That compares to 1220zl for 9 people at U Kurcharzy (although that did include a couple of bottles of wine too). It was a sobering experience and a privilage to be have been able to eat in such a place. Many tourists who visit Warsaw visit without knowing such places exist, which is a shame. Thanks to Magda (again!) for showing us the real Warsaw.

After the Milk Bar experience Matt and I were staying on to travel to Krakow for a couple of nights. Magda being a true star helped us buy our tickets to Krakow - a very reasonable 92zl each, 1 way. We travelled second class and were lucky to have a carriage to ourselves. It has to be said travelling second class in Poland is a better experience than travelling second class in the UK. The journey was around 2 hr 55 min, and in that time we had tea, coffee and snacks served in our carriage. They also provided complimentry newspapers, and whilst my Polish was improving after 3.5 days in Warsaw, I decided not to tackle them.

We had booked our apartment in Krakow via the same people we used in Warsaw. It's the first time I've travelled and used serviced apartments, but after my experience in Warsaw and Krakow I can say I'll be looking to do it more in the future.

After checking in, we headed in to town to find the Barbican. Matt had arranged a segway tour at night. I had intended to go along too, but changed my mind being less enthused than Matt. It is not something that is on my 101 things to do before I die. Instead, I found myself in an Irish bar drinking Irish beer. I know what you're thinking: Segway tour or a pint in an Irish bar? Segway all the way. In my defense, I had planned to spend the hour in a swanky polish bar, but it closed at 10pm. I should have done the Segway tour...

Tuesday we had an early start. Deciding against doing an orgainsed tour to Auschwitz, we consulted the latest edition of the lonely planet guide to Krakow. After 45mins of walking in search of the temporary bus station as mentioned in the guide book, we came full circle just in time to catch the 9:30 bus from the central bus station near the central train station. At least we got to see a little of the unseen krakow and experienced the well connected tram system (although we were at a loss as to how you buy a ticket). 40zl bought a return ticket to Oswiecim (better known as Auschwitz) for the two of us. That is a considerable saving on the price of an organised tour for 2 people - 180zl! Whilst the organised tour would include a guided tour of the complex and preferential access to the observation tower at Berkenau, I personally prefer to avoid tours as they do not offer a very personal experience.

Entry to Auschwitz is free, but we paid a nominal sum to watch a 15min video of soviet footage taken when those encarcerated were liberated. later we took a shuttle bus to the larger camp of Berkenau. You cannot help but be in awe of the scale of what took place at both Auschwitz, Berkenau and the many other such camps Europe. It is a poingant moment to bare witness to a place where so much tragedy took place. A stark reminder of the evil a section of humanity can be capable of.

On returning to Krakow, the rest of the day was spent checking out the shopping mall. For those who still believe Poland is a poor country, they need only visit Warsaw or Krakow to see how wrong they are. No doubt you will not find the same amenities in the smaller towns throughout Poland, but their size and choice of brands rival any 'western' equivalent.

Zurich

2008-08-25T18:09:00.007Z

Flew to Zurich last weekend to meet up with friends from Australia who are visiting Friends and Family and at the same time incorporating a whistle stop world tour (again). Andrea & Darren run the hostel, My Place Backpackers I called home for 7 months in Adelaide, so we arranged to meet up in Zurich. Flew out on Friday morning leaving behind a rare day of sunshine in the UK (which bathed the new T5 at Heathrow in a yellow glow, showing off the inspired architecture of the terminal) only to arrive to a very grey and very wet Zurich.

On arrival, and having negotiated immigration etc, I took the train to Zurich HB for a very reasonable 6SFR. From there is was a short walk to my hotel, x-tra. After checking in and sorting some things out I met Andrea and Darren, of all places, in an English bar, Nelsons. It was great to see them both again. I hadn't expected to see them so soon on leaving Adelaide in October. That evening we met up with some of Andrea's other friends from Zurich for more drinks and dinner, before heading to a nice bar I don't remember too much about, except I did eventually crawl under a table...

Saturday Andrea and Darren invited me to meet them in Konstanz, a town located on Lake Constance, Europes largest lake, situated in southern Germany, just a 90min train journey from Zurich at a cost of 30SFR (one way).

Sunday I spent walking the streets of Zurich, chiefly Hofbahnstrasse, which could be ranked as one of the most exclusive shopping streets in the world, with coverted designer labels flanking the 1.2km or so from Zurich HB to Zurich see (being a Sunday all shops were closed). From there I crossed over the river and walked the back streets and wound my way up to the University with its broad concourse and city-wide views taking in the spires of the many prominent churches that are dotted around Zurich, including one which I believe has the largest clockface in Europe.

Monday Andrea had asked if I'd like to join them for coffee in Winterthur, but having missed out on the shopping the previous day due to closure, and having a late afternoon flight, I decided to spend Monday shopping. The weather had picked up considerably, being a warm 32C (although at this point I had the beginnings of a cold which took the edge of things). The Rathauscafe offered a picturesque spot to have a coffee or two and soak up the afternoon sun and rest my feet. It would prove, more than likely, to be the only bit of good sunshine this side of next year given the awful summer of Britain. How I long to be travelling again, somewhere warm...

IMAX Sydney

2007-12-05T04:13:00.000Z

How to kill an afternoon in Sydney when it rains once again, having already spent 2 months here and toured all the galleries? Answer: visit IMAX, which boasts the worlds biggest screen technology with some films in 3D. Francesca, Louise, a couple of their friends, and I watched the afternoon showing of "Dinosaurs"- in 3D - a 50min documentry about the pre-historic creatures and their being, from Patagonia. I have seen 3D movies before, namely when in Flordia back in the mid-90's, and I vaugely remember reaching out like numerous of the kids did today who were probably seeing such images for the first time. Of course, from my first experience tehcnology has improved greatly and the clarity and realism of the movie today were fantastic. For the most part when the documentry was present-day you felt you were actually there with the paleontologist. At $18 it is not cheap, I must admit, but find yourself a voucher book, and save up to 20% of the ticket price. Concessions are also available for students and YHA card holders.

Harbour Cruise

2007-12-03T04:22:00.000Z

Yesterday afternoon I joined Louise and Francesca, whom I met in Bali, for a coffee cruise around the harbour. The 2 and a half hour cruise tracked the coastlinke from Circular Quay up to Watsons Bay, across the harbour entrance passing Manly, taking in middle harbour before returning to Circular Quay. Thankfully the weather was good as it has been a little off since returning from Bali. Along the coast are some spectacular properties boasting spectacular price tags, some nestled in to the hillside having their own lifts to allow their occupants to carry whatever to and from the property.

Before leaving to meet them, I was sat in the lounge area of the hostel when someone approached me. When I looked up it was someone I met in the same hostel back in March, whom I'd also met randomly in Adelaide 4 months ago.

From 30C to Minus 5

2007-11-26T22:27:00.000Z

in less than 24 hours. This evening Sabina and I ventured to Circular Quay in search of the bar made of ice. Minus 5, above the Lenin bar, and is a room kept at around -15C! For $30 you get one cocktail and to spend 30mins in the deep chill admiring the many ice sculptures from dolphins and swans, to the Eiffel Tower and Sydney's own Opera House - even the furniture is made from ice, as well as the glass in which the cocktail is served (yes, I did eat some of my glass to prove it).

En route we passed by Customs House and saw barriers had been erected and people gathering. Sabina had been speaking with someone in her hostel to find out that the LA Galaxy's are in town for an exhibition match. Putting two and two together she wanted to hang around to catch a glimpse of this 'icon'. Two hours later, he finally makes an apperance and she got a photo for posterity. I was glad to be on our way to the pub! :p

Bali

2007-11-22T00:58:00.000Z

And so, finally, a taste of Asia. It was everything and more I expected from this diverse continent, and I can see why so many backpackers throng there. Sabina and I arrived at Denpasar International Airport, which oddly enough is actually closer to Kuta (though don't let anyone believe you can walk from the airport to Kuta with a backpack!). We flew Garuda Indonesia, an airline currently banned from operating in European airspace due to safety concerns, given two accidents this year. A fitting way to start a journey into the unexpected given Sabina nor I did much research for this trip.

We were staying in Legian, a bustling place between lively Kuta, which sadly bore the brunt of terrorist attacks, the latter of which was in 2005, killing many tourists - mostly Australian - and Seminyak, a more upmarket town 20mins walk or so north of Legian. In some respects first impressions were disappointing. Staying in a tour operator recommended hotel meant sharing with many Australians (great, given I just left Australia behind), and given we travelled unknowingly just after schools out there were a few Aussies doing great impressions of Brits abroad blankly refusing water and drinking Bintangs (beer) and Cocktails, often turning the pool in to a cocktail of its own with frequent spilages.

Leaving the hotel to venture around any of the towns is a big lesson in courtesy and self control, although not so much in Seminyak. For wherever you walk countless locals (although I'm told many are of Javanese descent, if not Javanese themselves) try to encourage you in to their shops with a variety of tactics from impersonating the Australian accent and coming out with things like 'G'day mate'; perpetually asking if you would 'buy something', mostly offering you sunglasses even though you are wearing a pair; cheap clothes and wood carvings 'cheap cheap', and more often or not 'only US$1 swiftly followed with '50000Rp, for luck, please' (which is more like $5!) and then 'for you sir, I give less, how much you pay?'. The latter two are quite amusing given they clearly have little interest in selling anything for US$1, and 'I give less' means nothing of the sort. One enterprising young man on the beach offered us sun lounges 'for you sir, cheap cheap. Only 1000000Rp' - which is roughly AUS$100! But looking past the sometimes desperation of the traders and accepting they are friendly enough in their approach, you can bare it, for tourism is the main employer on the Island of Bali, which has suffered acutely due to afforementioned terrorist attacks.

If offering you souvenirs were not enough, transport is another favoured money maker for the locals. It seems almost everyone has a scooter of motorbike, and the same number again for rent. They don't seem to worry themselves with insurance or if you hold a valid licence, only that you pay cash at an agreeable rate. There are no shortage of backpackers taking them up on their offer, and what brave soles they are, for there are no identifiable road rules as such. Undertaking is common practice, as is driving in the middle of the road. Overtaking on bends is another favoured pass time to make driving all that more exhilirating. As for scooters and motorbikes, there seems scant regard for their whereabouts. If you see one you beep your horn, I guess to instruct them to move over or fall off, and if they see you before you see them they reciprocate. Everyone is equal in their right to the road it seems. For the not so brave soles willing to risk life nor limb there are no shortage of taxi's, everyone without a paying fair upon seeing a tourist beeping their horn at least twice, more if you're lucky and yell if you'd like 'transport', to alert you to their presence. Kind really, because finding out would be oh so difficult. A tip for travellers, always try to agree a fair price before getting in the taxi and ask them to switch their meter off. A trip from Kuta to Seminyak (if you can't be bothered to walk the 20mins there) will set you back around Rp25000, and to Kuta around Rp40000 (50000Rp seems the going rate to/from the airport).

Whilst our trip to Bali was about relaxing, only a fool (or an Australian) would not think of exploring this small Island. In all we did two tours, the first via a company whose leaflet we picked up at the airport on arrival. US$22 each afforded us a car, a driver and a guide, with all fees such as those for watching the traditional Barong dance, temple entrance fees and gift to the local constabulary on seeing a waterfall. The day was more structured around arts and crafts, with stops at Silver, wood, and Batik shops where Balinese demonstrated their techniques of their crafts. Opportunities were also available, naturally, for you to part purchase the wares. We had lunch overlooking Lake Batur and a still active, yet for now dormant, Volcano.

Our second tour was more independent. Our guide from the first tour mentioned he worked freelance and was willing to be our guide if we hired a car. So, after some discussion that is what we did. We discussed what we wanted to see and then proposed our itinery to our guide, Made (pronounced Mad-ay). He brought along his brother to assist with driving and off we set to explore Bali at our will. We took in the Temple on the lake (it featuers on the reverse of the 50000Rp note), more rice terrace and mountains, stopping where some boys had two Fruit Bats, one Iguana and a very large python. For 10000Rp Sabina had her photograph taken holding the Fruit Bat. I opted to just take pictures, and guiltily did not pay for the privilage. For 150000Rp we also spent 30mins snorkling at Lovina (the usual price is apparently 200000Rp, but as Made knew the boat owner we had a discount. You can also snorkle for as long as you like, but we wanted to see more of the island above sea level), where we also had lunch in what was billed as a traditional Balaniese restaurant. However, it was more a restaurant with a 'Warung' sign (Warungs are commonplace, very small, and serve soley Indonesian cuisine). Nonetheless it was nice to have a meal whilst overlooking the traditional boats along the shoreline.

On our way south we stopped at the tallest waterfall in Bali. The path to the 'fall is lined with souvenir shops and the chorus of 'buy something', 'cheap cheap', 'only $1' rang out from each that was open. Children even carried braclets and followed in tow trying to sell their parents offerings. At the 'fall we took a dip much to the amusement of the other few tourists who venture north and tour around beyond the idylic setting of their hotel pool and bar. In all the cost of our independent tour came to US$40 each, but that includes 120000Rp for the car hire, 100000Rp for petrol, 150000Rp for snorkling, 65000Rp for lunch, 6000Rp to visit the waterfall, with the remainder making up what we gave to Made and his brother for their time. As an added bonus to our tour, Made very kindly took us to his home to have coffee and meet with his family. He also gave us a few Mangos from the tree that grows outside his home. It is the sort of experience every traveller should have the opportunity to do for it gives a true representation of Balinese life. The following day he and his wife came to our hotel to drop off some Arak (local rice drink akin to saki) for Sabina, and also gave us each a gift of a traditional balinese framed carving, and some arak for ourselves. For anyone who would like to arrange a tour independently, please let me know and I can pass on Made's Email so arrangements can be discussed/made.

Life's a beach but...

2007-11-12T23:36:00.001Z

someones got to lie on them - may as well be me. Manly Sunday, Bondi Monday. Can't decide which should be today.

And as if Australian beaches aren't enough, Sabina and I are off to sample those that Bali has to offer on Friday, for 10 days! Sabina bills it as a holiday to get over a holiday (she is flying home 2 days after we return to Sydney). For me its an opportunity to work on my tan and see a small, albeit established and touristic part of asia for a very reasonable $1289 (inc. of flights and accommodation) with a friend.

Did I mention

2007-11-11T08:17:00.000Z

Sabina is in Sydney!? Can't believe it. When I called in the hostel in Adelaide and asked of her I was told she was driving to Melb to try and sell her car. When I got to Sydney I had a text saying she was at the car market. Not registering I asked Melbourne? The reply was Sydney! So once again we've caught up. She has finally sold her car after 3 days, so today she and I, and her friend with whom she travelled from Perth, Grace, went to Manly for the day to check out the craft markets and chill by the beac (neither had been before).

On our way back to town we came upon an African Festival in Hyde Park - or more appropriately, the end of it. Still, we spent 15 minutes or so soaking up the atmosphere around the stage where they were playing modern African music. Quite funny to watch as they were encouraging people to join in and dance. Those who most relished the opportunity other than kids were a group of Chinese tourists, camera in hand snapping away whilst dancing.

Indian Pacific: The Journey

2007-11-07T01:02:00.000Z

Day One, departing Perth on time at 11:55am. I did wonder at one point if there would be room for me. When I boarded the train and took up my seat, I was surprised to find out that an elderly couple were also allocated my seat number. I say surprised, I did change my booking one hour after making it, realising I still had a parcel to pick up in Perth which I had sent on from Sydney (ironic now that I am going back and have had to pay to have it redirected BACK to Sydney!). When I changed the booking the agent asked if the seat number was the same to which the answer was yes; it was a double booking waiting to happen really. At no point on checking in luggage was this picked up on – there was no passenger manifest for checking off passengers who had checked-in. Qutie funny really that when I spoke with the train guard that my name was not even included on the latest passenger manifest. After a 15 minuture wait, with only 2 minutes before departure I was thankfully allocated another seat.

Drama over, of the many carriages the Indian Pacific pulls, only one on this train at least is allocated to economy passengers, with a second as a lounge and a third as dinner. The countless others are Gold Class, with one for cars. Ok, the seating is better than I thought. Instead of an economy airline seats there are seats which could comfortably pass as club class. They recline about 30 degrees with ample leg room.

Leaving Perth we cruised at a leisurely 85kph approximately, passing through the avon valley heading towards our first stop, Kalgoorlie. At 18:00 the diner began to serve its dinner menu. For a glorified, oversiezed cigar tube with no-where to go when in motion, priceses were reasonable. Glancing at the menu the 'Train Roast' at $12 immediately jumped out, having craved a roast for the last 10 months. Upon ordering and receiving my meal, I can only say what a great disappointment it was to see, but more over to eat. The roast was nothing more than battered road-kill (a chicken burger to you and I, or a schnitzel if you want to get local), with carrots, potatos, and an orange vegetable, which from look no taste could I identify. Thankfully the glass of Lindmans Shiraz I ordered helped wash it down. After a deflating lunch we arrived around 22:30 to kalgoorlie and had around 3 hours to pass before the train was scheduled to leave around 01:30. For those interested, $25 could buy you a ticket on a tour bus of the town at night, and a view of the 24hr open cast mine that operates there. Alternatively, as I did, some of us walked in to town prefering to check out the local watering holes. To say the least, the Exchange, which came recommended by someone who has embarked on this journey more than once, can be described as your typical outback pub. Bar staff (all female) wear skimpy outfits; less if enough tips are made! They are, unsuprisingly enough, referred to as the Skimpies. Slightly more expensive than a city bar, but then that's to be expected.

It is as this juncture that I should perhaps dispel any grandiose ideas of travelling on a rail saver (economy) ticket (if my meal description was not enough!), on what is arguably one of the 'greatest' rail journey's (great in that it does stretch from the Indian Ocean to the Pacific, crossing the entire continent of Australia). Sleeping in the afforementioned carriages is somewhat awkward. Having stayed up until 3am talking after leaving Kalgoorlie, hoping tiredness would overcome the crampt sleeping arrangements, try as I may to settle to sleep I failed miserably. Everytime I would begin to drift, my neck would ache or a leg would become numb. I expected nothing better. Walking from the lounge to my seat in the dimly blue lit cabin was like walking through the wreckage of a train crash. Bodies were draped over seats, lying on floors tucked up so as not to obstruct the central walkway too much, and people propped up against windows. And to think there are two more nights of this to come!!!!

Day two. Early start. No sleep so went to lounge at 04:15. Read the local Kalgoorlie Miner before returning to try and sleep again. Just stared in to the darkness, the abyiss that was by now the Nullabor, before watching with intent the sky brake in to dawn. Pulled over to let west bound IP pass before continuing on the longest straight stretch of rail in the world, stopping at cook circa midday. Not much in cook (and nothing before but burnt earth and a worn blanket of fauna). Township of 7 people in what has to be one of the bleakest towns to live on earth. I did, however, manage to part with $40 on two original oil paintings. I was hoping they'd hang side by side, as a pair (yes, I know you're supposed to group in three's), but given one is an enlargement of the other, and there are two suns it wouldn't quite work. Still, they are easy to appreciate, and a reminder of this isolated outpost.

To add to our already accumulating delay of 30 minutes, 15mins was spent searching for a camera belonging to one of the passengers, who apparently dropped and did not notice their camera. I know I've lost things in the past and not noticed (namely the entire contents of a black bin liner when I went to V Festival last year, including an air matress and sleeping bag), but to lose a camera and not notice takes this stupidity to another level. I've no idea if the camera was found or not, but after the incurred delay we finally departed Cook, leaving behind the at-the-moment 5 inhabitants to await the arrival of the next freight train. The scenary didn't change much until we reach the end of the 600 odd kilometer stretch that is the straightest track in the world. Then, as the track changes as did the landscape. Uculyptus become more adbundant, marking an increase in the amount of available water to sustain their growth. Some hours on we pass yet another small outpost named Barton. Here lives a man who once worked to maintain a stretch of the Adelaide – Perth track, but now is retired and lives in what is literally no more than a tin shack. No water. No electricity. More bleak than cook really, given his only companionship is are his many dogs. According to the interrupting public PA system, train staff often throw him some Milo amongst other things to help him along.

Dinner tonight was mildly better. The menu the same, although the roast meat actually resembled something like roast beef, I opted for the safer Jacket Potato and Chilli Con Carne with sour cream, garnished with spring onion. This was helped down by a glass of chardonnay, kindly offered by a German lady with whom I was chatting over dinner. Influenced, I went a bought a half bottle of red for myself and reciprocately shared with said lady in the hope that this eve I'll at least get some sleep. I write this now 23:09 (GMT + 9.5 hours, excluding daylight savings), not the slightest bit tired. Sigh. We are scheduled to arrive in Port Augusta at 02:00, and then on to Adelaide where we apparently arrived on time, circa 07:20.

Day three, we arrived in Adelaide ahead of schedule, at 07:10. On reaching Port Augusta before Adelaide I switched on my mobile and received a message from Andrea, manager of My Place, Adelaide. What a coincidence! We had three hours to wait in Adelaide so I caught a taxi from the train station to the hostel to suprise her. To say her face was a picture would be an understatement. I timed it well too, arriving just as she was openning the shutters to reception. When I peered under and she saw me there she looked a little more than surprised :p We chatted over coffee before she very kindly returned me to the station to continue my onward journey to Sydney. Another 24 hours aboard the Indian Pacific, stopping at Broken Hill sometime around 4pm. An extra carriage has been added so there are a few more vacant seats in the extra carriage to take advantage of. Much needed given it has been 3 days since I last slept (not that I'm feeling tired at all now. Four of us were up all night talking in the lounge car, which passed the time considerably).

We arrived at Broken Hill on time. Pulling in to the station one could be mistaken for being in some far flung corner of the Soviet Union. This town is, for now, still a town built in, around and literally on mining, and there is no escaping this fact. It's stark contrast to the open sprawl of adridness that exists mostly between Broken Hill and Adelaide. We stopped here for just over two hours, enough time to fit in a Hungry Jacks (Burger King to Brits) and a brief walk around the main high street. This was the last stop before reaching Sydney – a further 14 hours ahead! Those 14 hours must be the longest of my life, thus far. I did manage to fit in some sleep taking my total sleep over the 3 nights, 4 days to a whopping 4. Travelling through the night there was little to see or do besides read, chat or watch the on-board movies which were put on now and then. When dawn did break it was to a view remincent of home. A mute grey hung over the land, steadily leaking. Hard to think but 12 hours gone the land was a stark red with shrubs for kilometer upon kilometer. It's a shame the weather was so poor as the train snaked its way through the Blue Mountains. A greater shame that it should rain on my return to Sydney! Time to head north if this keeps up...

Red Bull Air Race

2007-11-03T05:35:00.000Z

A little over three years ago Red Bull invaded Longleat with a air-show spectacular involving 13 stunt pilots, putting their aircraft through the most amazing and graceful maneuvers, competing against the clock over a pre-set course. I applied for tickets not intending to go, and was fortunate enough to be allocated one. However, I did not go, instead passing on the ticket to a then work colleague more interested in the day out.

Now, on my travels in Australia, I happen to be in Perth for one of this years events, taking place by and large on the Swan River. It's quite something to watch as these guys seemingly do the impossible, flying what looks barely 10ft above the water, twisting and spining between the course gates. The actual event is tomorrow, but today is pre-race trials, so given I'm leaving in the morning it has been a great way to spend my final afternoon here in Perth. Best of all its a free event!

Subiaco - Wagamama

2007-11-02T10:46:00.000Z

Craving Wagamama's since leaving Sydney in March, today I ventured to another affluent suburb of Perth, Subiaco. There nestled on the corner, is Perth's Wagamama. I've come to learn from a friend in Adelaide that the translation to English is 'Selfish'. About sums me up really lol. It was great to once again liberate my frequent noodler card from my wallet and dust it down - surprised it still worked when it was swiped.

After lunch I took the train to Swanbourne hoping to find another gem of a beach, but after walking two blocks and not even glimpsing the horizon I quickly turned around and caught the next train to Cottesloe. The weather compared to last time was much better; the indian ocean as calm as you see in brouchers (I'd have taken a photo had I not decided to leave my camera at the lodge, such is life). Anyway, found an idyllic spot, free from other sun worshipers and contently lay grilling in the heat. I'm now a patch work quilt of skin tones, none of which is the desired tan I aspire to have before heading home. I don't know why I'm so worried about it - not like anyone will see it under the layers of clothing I'll be having to wear. Oh, and be warned, I find Perth still cold compared to my 3 weeks up the center and in Darwin, and I complain here, so be prepared to hear me complain far more when I leave summer in Oz for the midst of winter back home :'(

The Indian Pacific

2007-11-01T02:54:00.000Z

6 weeks in Perth didn't really materialise. I don't want to do another tour given so many of my photo's from Adelaide to Darwin were taken from a bus, and attempts to find people to travel with came to nothing. I could do it alone, but then who do you share those wow moments with, and public transport here in WA isn't the best. An example would be taking the bus to Albany. First a train to Armadale then the bus to Albany, getting in at 23:55. Not my idea of travelling really, so I've decided to take the Indian Pacific from Perth to Sydney and go explore the blue mountains then possibly head up the east coast to catch up with some friends from the Adelaide to Darwin trip. I leave Sunday morning and arrive Sydney Wednesday - that's 3 nights 4 days on a train in nothing more than a airline seat.

Cottesloe

2007-11-01T01:38:00.000Z

Spent yesterday in the suburb of Cottesloe, about 15 minutes on the train south of Perth (5 minutes north of Freo). It's quite a beautiful suburb with some fantastic property. The town itself is small and devoted mostly to boutique stores so my dollars were safe in my wallet on this occassion. The beach is definately one of the best I've come across in my somewhat limited travels. Very quiet, but then it was breezy and lying on the beach it felt like being an aged bronzed adonis being sand blasted back to life.

I had intended to stay to watch the Orange disc sink below the turqouise waters of the Indian Ocean, but 10mins before it happened I left, teeth chattering. Still, what I saw was beautiful and I did take a couple of photos : )

Freo

2007-10-29T06:45:00.000Z

So I caught the train to Fremantle yesterday morning. Freo, as the 'locals' call it is but 20 minutes from the centre of Perth, that bustling metropolis perched on the south west coast, bathed in glorious sunshine (when the clouds have parted) and lapped by the white crests of waves of the Indian Ocean. There isn't a great deal happening there, but it was a pleasent stroll nonetheless. I shall return hopefully to take the ferry to Rottnest Island (assuming the weather picks up - its a little on the chilly side still...but then after Darwin anywhere would be). The E-shed markets are like any other in Australia - just that - markets with various arts and crafts and cheap t-shirts (in more way than one) with tacky slogans which backpackers seem to rave for. The architecture is distinctly old English and quite appealing in many ways, it's no wonder it's popular with British Ex-pats (the 'locals' :p).

What did disturb me a little is the naming of one of the Quay's/Wharf's where many seafood eateries can be found...it's named after McDonalds :/ Needless to say I didn't eat there. I found a nice Fish & Chip bar and tucked in to Shark & Chips.

Places I've seen

2007-10-25T06:57:00.000Z

And so to Perth

2007-10-24T01:54:00.000Z

Arrived yesterday, later afternoon. Arriving didn't have the same feel as Darwin, but then I guess my mode of transport was somewhat different. Still, the air was warm, and as the shuttle bus made its way to the city we did get to see the sun drop over the city. I'm staying in a 'rustic' lodge run by two nice, if somewhat eccentric ladies, who managed to confuse my booking. Fortunately there was space available and technically I have a temporary free upgrade.

The state library here does not have WiFi which is most annoying (even Darwin had free WiFi for part of the day - once their download limit had been reached, however, they would switch it off). Trying to get myself organised this time round. A walk around the city was great. I craved shops in both Adelaide but especially Darwin, and now I have them I am finding I prefer the feel of a smaller city. For one it's cleaner, and not so busy. There simply is no pleasing me :p

What's the plan now I'm here?? Well, I'm going to look for work. I am torn between working here in Perth or looking for something in one of the towns like Esperance or Albany. Lots of mining work available, unfortunately my hands were not made for mining haha

I caught a bus yesterday...

2007-10-21T02:23:00.000Z

...a feat in itself given my 'love' of public transportation. It was worth it though just to read the back of the ticket. Either the NT Government has some secret super fast form of transport or they don't quite realise how big NT really is, for on the reverse of the ticket it says:

This bus ticket is valid for three (3) hours from the time of validation.

Upon presentation of this bus ticket, the holder is entitled to travel on any scheduled public bus service in Darwin and Alice Springs without further payment.

All for the princely sum of $2!

For a large continent

2007-10-18T04:27:00.000Z

it's pretty small for travellers. Yesterday I met up with Sabina, my friend and travelling companion from Adelaide to KI. She likes to remind me still that I bailed on the road trip to Perth with Fabi, Claire and herself, due to lack of showers she'd have you believe :p But it seemed to work out well. Jordy took my place. Jordy and claire got hitched (not literally) and I got to meet Sabina again - 6 months on!

Litchfield & Kakadu National Parks

2007-10-15T02:45:00.000Z

Sydney has the Opera House. Melbourne the ecclectic european feel know for good restaurants and nights out as well as being close to the Great Ocean road. Adelaide is used all but as a hub between Melbourne, Perth or Alice Springs. Cairns the Barrier Reef. And Darwin? Well, Darwin has some spectacular national parks and a tropical climate to match. Two of these national parks are Litchfield and Kakadu, with other smaller parks around such as the Mary River National park.

Day one (Litchfield) Florence falls; Buley rock pools; Mary River Cruise

Day one of this 3 day tour we headed for Litchfield. Situated only 1.5 hours drive away from Darwin it is within easy reach. Stopping in a place named Rum Jungle, so called apparently after a consignment of Rum broke down near by. Instead of fixing the cart and delivering the Rum the couriers spent several days taking full advantage of their cargo. Not sure how much truth is in this story, but it's a colourful way to name a town.

After our break here we headed for the rock pools of Florence Waterfall. Here There are eight freshwater pools to basque in and cool off, surrounded by stunning fauna and trees, providing pockets of shade to seek refuge from the cloudless sky and thus the intense rays of the sun. From here we headed 10 minutes up the road to Buley pluge pool. Part of the same system as the Florence Falls, it offers a bigger body of water in which to relax with more great views of the surrounding landscape.

Towards the afternoon we head to the Mary River for a 2 hour cruise in one of the many billabongs, in search of 'Salties' and 'Freshies' – the two Crocodiles that inhabit this region. We were not dissapointed either. These animals are as intimidating as they are magestic when taking to the water.

Camp for the night was near a former arbatoire, just outside Kakadu National park. Our entertainment was a lightshow from nature; the build up to the wet season which is upon the 'Top End'. Then at 4:30am the fruits of the earlier lightshow bore with a very tropical storm and yet more lightening. At one point it was as if nature had turned on the light.

Day two (Kakadu) Jim Jim falls; Ubirr rock art; Arnhem land corssing; view over kakadu out to Arnhem land; Arnhem escarpment.

Day two begun with the scent of a post-storm blow out. Cooler after the rain the air was still heaving with moisture. We left camp heading for Ubirr, where traditional Aboriginee rock art can be found in abundance. On route we made a stop at one of the crossings in to Arnhem Land, a large piece of land handed back to the indigenous people in the 70's (?). To enter a permit must be obtained from the Aboriginal people who now own the land.

Reaching the rock art some of the art depicts first encounters with European settlers, one with a man smoking a pipe – I kid you not! A short walk up some rocks brings you to what feels like the top of Kakadu. With views out over the wetlands to oneside and Arnhem land border the other, it affords some of the most spectacular views over Kakadu.

Leaving behind Ubirr we head for Jim Jim falls, a jewel of Kakadu and another opportunity to take advantage of a huge freshwater pool to cool off. To get there requires a 4x4, following the Arnham escarpment for the most part. From the car park there is about a 40 minute walk to reach the pool. Surrounded by towering walls of rockface at least a hundred meters high, and circular in shape it is an idylic spot to chill out and once again take in the marvels of its making.

The night was spent at a resort - a free upgrade couresty of our Guide, Al, so we'd be near the mornings offerings of Kakadu – Barrimundi Gorge.

Day three (Kakadu) Barrimundi Gorge

Day three and Barrimundi rock pool/water fall. At every rock pool and waterfall from Florence to Jim Jim you think you have found your piece of paradise, but still there is something more to amaze you. Barrimundi, whilst not as big as Buley or Jim Jim (least not the pools which are designated safe for swimming!), are perched atop a cliff face overlooking a much larger pool below. A series of 3 pools, the larger of which has its own mini gorge up which you can swim and find a small yet beautiful and very much so relaxing waterfall as you sit beneath its endless flowing fresh-water; a hydro-therapy pool at its best and in style.

Three days gives only the taste of some of the best Litchfield and kakadu have to offer. It is entirely possible to spend weeks exploring their bodies and discovering the souls. A treasure that offers amazing views in all seasons, sometimes temporarily taking away some of its attractions in the wet season to re-reveal them in the dry as the water recedes, in all their glory and more.

And thus concludes 13 days of touring from Adelaide to Darwin, travesing this vast country from its southern border via the centre to its north. I am here for another week owing to my loss of time and booking my onward flight a week later than I intended. Not to worry. Not all is lost. Whilst I am here there is still much to do, and many friends who left Adelaide some time ago to catch up with.

Alice - Darwin

2007-10-15T01:55:00.000Z

Perhaps I too hasty to judge Alice, with an already gloomy impression of the town from reading and talking with friends, but one good thing from the stop there was time to catch up on sleep in relative comfort, for day one of the tour was another early start. The tour from Alice to Darwin was always going to be long. Three days to cover circa 1500km.

Day one took in Barrow Creek (telegraph station with a history), Wycliffe Well – the UFO centre of Oz, Newcastle waters (Drover History). Barrow creek was built in 1873, one of many telegraph stations stretching from Adelaide to Darwin, a move to establish the first commnication network with the Indonesia and of course the rest of the world. The route north from Adelaide was surveyed by a John Stewart, hence the name of the highway which runs from Adelaide to Darwin. Relations between the indigenous Aboriginal population and the 'new settlers' were often strained, and at barrow creek they were no different. It is said to be the place of many ugly encounters between the two very different cultures. What can be seen as a major step forward in the settling of Australia by Europeans, it helped strenghen the divide between indigenous and European culture, and serve to erode away that of the Aborignee.

Our overnight at Bunka Bunka, another permanent campsite of Adventure Tours. Here some of us followed the sign for the 'waterhole', 2km down a dirt track. Looking forward to a refreshing swim we were greeted by the most unappealing 'waterhole' I've had the please of seeing signposted. It wasn't all bad, and it is understandable why it would be almost devoid of any large body of water. We did get to watch the sun set over Bunka Bunka and the walk was good.

Day two Bunka Bunka to Katherine via daly waters (pub and first international airport in Oz), mataranka (springs). Recent history in the Norther Teritory has been marked by devistation, no more so than darwin during WWII. Coming here was the first I have ever heard of Australia being directly targeted – 63 times no less! To defend against such attacks the infrastructure around Darwin and the 'Top end' was built up to repell them. Daly Waters was one such town established as an airforce base, later becoming the first international airport in Australia, being a hub for flights from singapore to Sydney. It's a quaint and quirky place and seemingly a backpacker mecca. You are encouraged to leave behind thongs (flip-flops to us Brits), underwear or anything else for that matter to leave your mark on this remote yet very popular place. Not far from Daly waters is a fresh spring, Mataranka, established during WWII as a retreat for officers. The water is crystal clear and tepid, refreshing given the heat. This is all the place where they filmed the movie 'We of the never never', a film I can't say I know too much about (google it :p), but it is one of hardship of early settlers.

Day Three took in Katherine gorge. My morning started with a brisk 15 minute helicopter flight over Katherine taking in 8 or so of the gorge's that meander across the landscape. This was followed by 2 hours or so of canoeing in the main gorge, with time to take a dip in the second. Next we drove on to Edith falls for lunch and another swim. Once again we were greated by stunning scenary and crystal clear, tepid water. One further stop at Adelaide River for refreshments and fuel, we arrived at our destination, Darwin.

Adelaide - Alice

2007-10-11T00:52:00.000Z

On the road, tour or otherwise, usually means early starts, and day one to Paranchilna was no exception. After checking-in at the office we set off towards the Flinders Ranges where we would spend 2 days trekking and stopping at various points of interest along the way. There were 12 of us on the tour – excluding our driver/guide – a comfortable number given the long hours spent on the bus. The group itself was as diverse as they come. A [semi]-retired Chinese-Canadian couple with a zest for life that cannot be put down in words, 4 dutch, two Swiss-Germans, a Russian-German, a Canadian, an Englishman and me.

Stopping in Clare, Laura, Quorn, Hawker and Port Augusta for rest breaks, lunch and fuel, we passed Goyders line, so named after a man who forseen the climate returning to normal and the pasture lands around the Ranges become arid areas unsuitable for sustaining the number of sheep and cattle early pioners had previously let graze. We took in the ruins of one of the largest cattle stations as well as some indigenous cave paintings. Our night was to be spent at Paranchilna, a 'town' of 7 residents, only 2 of which are permanent. Running behind the encampment in which we stayed ran a rail-track used primarily in the transportation of coal from Leigh Creek to Port Augusta Power Station. The train in question is said to be the longest transportation train in the world, at a crazy 3km long!

Day two we hedaded into the Flinders rangers via Brachina gorge, towards Wilopena Pounds. A rock lovers heaven, driving through Barachala gorge is like driving 300 000 million years back in time. We were unfortunate not to see any yellow-tailed rock wallabies, but were treated to many Emu some with offspring in tow. Upon reaching Wilopena Pounds we embarked on a 2.4km return hike of Mt Ohlsson Bagge, for views over Wilopena Pounds, a naturally occuring crator-like structure. The hike itself was not that difficult, but the heat was unrelenting making it more so. After lunch on our return to the bus we drove North to our second camp at Rawnsley Park Cattle Station.

Day three and our destination was Coober Pedy, a town unlike no other! It is famous for its Opal mines and underegound living. Of its 4000 or so inhabitants, 80% are said to live 'underground'. Perhaps it was naïve of me but it was not what I expected to see when we drove in to Coober Pedy. Their definition of underground wasn't my idea. I expected to see little construction on the surface. Most dwellings are former Opal mines carved into the side of hills. That is not to say they do not extend underground. After a short video on the history of discovering Opal in Australia we were able to tour around a former Opal mine and see how it had been turned into a dwelling. Quite amazing really, being inside you can really appreciate why. Above ground the temperature can sore to 50C+, yet under the surface the dwellings remain between 26-28C year round. It is still possible to go noodling for Opal in near by fields, but the chances of finding anything worthwhile are slim. Apparently most of the Opal quarried there is not a pure form of Opal thus being of less value.

Leaving Coober Pedy, day four took us further north through vast expanses of semi-arid desert-like lands. Quite from seeing nothing, it was interesting to watch the landscape change as we drove; to see less Euculyptus and more spinifix and other fauna more suited to the harsh conditions. Granted these changes happened over hundreds of kilometers sometimes, but it puts in to perspective the shear size of Australia and the effort it took early settlers to make any sort of living here. Our destination was Yulara, the resort town 12km from Uluru. Here we arrived in time to set up camp (it didn't take much as we stayed in pre-fabricated tent structures, although most of us did opt to sleep under the stars in a swag). We had time for a swim in what has to be Australia's coldest pool before quaffing sparkling wine and sharing nibbles whilst the sun set over Kata-Tutja. Unfortunately owing to much cloud cover we were not afforded the spectacle of Uluru coming to life with its colourful display so often heard about. It didn't detract from the experience though. In fact, looking over to Uluru from our vantage point it was hard to believe I was at Uluru at all. I still have to tell myself I am in Australia almost 9 months on!

Day five we begun with a 7.2km walk around the base of Uluru. We started early enough to be able to watch the sunrise, however much like the sun set cloud was the order of the morning. It was at this point when you could see the scars of erosion that have weathered Uluru over the millenia that it became real where I was. The early morning walk really was something special and no photograpgh I could take could capture the moment. After an informative interprative talk from our guide, Clark, on the history of Uluru and the spiritual centre it represents for them through the tale of Kuynia we headed for Kata-Tutja. Another short walk here took us into the gorge where the view looking out was awe-inspiring. That night we had the fortune to be upgraded to the Kings Canyon resort where we slept in tents with proper beds and lights. Dinner was a delight where we were again treated with sparkling wine. The upgrade was owed to a triple booking at our intended campe-site, another minor-calamity that dogged our tour really, but with an unexpected outcome (other calamities were there being no food drop at one of our stops resulting in our tour guide having to ask other tour guides for whatever they could spare). One downside to the upgrade was the use of the on-site bar. Needless to say a few of us had a rather late night given the early start we had the next day. Some of us never learn....

Our final day took us to Kings Canyon where most of the group embarked on the 6km or so walk taking you around the rim of the canyon. I, however, being the chiverlous kind of guy I am (but also because of the night before), did not. One of the girls on our tour had difficulties when we were half way up heart attack hill and decided not to go on. I decided to remain behind as company given the walk takes up to 3 hours. Had she not stopped I would have pushed on even in my tired and somewhat hungover state. Whether it would have been wise to do so would have been another matter given the temperature was approaching 30C at 7am!
After the hike we had over 500km to drive to our final destination of this leg of the tour – Alice Springs. In the evening our group gathered in Bojangles, a not to quite pub where most tours seem to end, for dinner and a couple of drinks.

Alice is a strange town. I stayed one less night there owing to the fact I thought I was leaving a day earlier than I should have, and the vibe of Alice was not all too welcoming. When I rang to confirm my tour I asked if I could change the date. This meant one less night in Alice and 3 more days on the road with 4 people from the tour from Adelaide to Alice.

Last weekend in Adelaide

2007-09-29T05:41:00.000Z

One of my friends from Adelaide suggested that I might need counselling when I reach Darwin (thanks Ruth! :p) having spent so long in Adelaide. Finally I am moving on after 6 months. I said good bye to work colleagues yesterday, and many joined me for drinks and dinner in the evening.

I've made many good friends here and I will sure miss then when I'm gone. Thanks to the wonders of technology I hope to keep in touch - there is, afterall, every possibility of meeting up again perhaps here in Australia, Europe or where-ever.

Spent today (Saturday) in the Hills with Andrea and Rene from the hostel. Andrea is a keen rider and offered to take us to see her Horse...and even ride it! It's been such a long time since I last rode, and I wasn't all that good in the trott, never quite getting into the rhythmn (wearing trainers didn't help), but in the canter it was great. I must get back in to riding!

Tonight I am doing one final shift at the hostel, covering for Gen who returns to Canada tomorrow. It suits me as I have so much washing to do and keeps me out of the pubs ;p

Next update could be from Alice, but probably Darwin. Until then...

Homeward bound

2007-09-22T03:18:00.000Z

Not me, but two parcels containing in total 6.5kg of accumulated stuff. Total cost: $75. I was expecting the damage to be more. They should arrive in time for Christmas given I've sent them by sea mail, but for those who will receive the parcels, I'm sorry there are NO gifts within...not unless you want what ever I packed up. To be honest I can't remember because the box has been under my bed for around 2 weeks now. Should make it a suprise when I eventually get home. I'll probably decide then that I no longer want the contents anyway heh.

I had planned to send a book home, "The Curious incident of the dog in the night-time", by Mark Haddon. I bought it last month and read it in 3 hours. It was an unusual yet enjoyable read written from the perspective of a 15yr old boy who finds the neighbours dog killed on the lawn. The ensuing story is his investigation into the dog's death, uncovering along the way what happened to his mother. Anyway, I just found the book at the side of my bed so I've no idea what book I have sent home. Just hope it isn't my copy of the karma sutra for backpackers :o

So today was the start of moving on again. I am even leaving work a week earlier than I originally said, going on the tour from Adelaide to Darwin in a week. Can't wait!

Hit the road jack!!

2007-09-11T08:48:00.000Z

My time in Adelaide is finally coming to an end. After 6 (yes SIX) months here, 4 of which working, time has come for me to move on and see more of Australia beyond the south. I've had a good time here and met some great people in work, whom I'll miss when I leave - Friday night will not be the same without post work drinks at Strata bar or the German Club. But needs must, and I'm here to travel. I leave work the first week of October; shortly after leaving Adelaide, heading north via Alice to Darwin to hopefully catch up with some friends from the Hostel. From there I will head to Perth and WA for a few weeks before hopefully taking the Indian Pacific (a 3-day train journey) back to NSW to explore what I did not in the 2 months I had there.

The common cold

2007-08-16T12:08:00.000Z

is, unfortunately, not confined to the northern hemisphere. Even here in the land of sun - granted it's still winter, but almost in the throws of spring - the pesky common cold lingers, waiting to take hold and manifest in to the deadliest of common illnesses...man flu (ok, so its an exaggeration). Three weeks I've put up with my oldest of friends here at the hostel. No sooner I think I've given it the slip it rears its ugly head and is persistent in sharing in my stalled travelling life down under.

Before someone says it, yes, I've been eating my greens and 5 fruit a week (that's right isn't it? I mean, 5 fruit a day seems a little extravagent for a 'backpacker' albeit an employed one? And if you include wine as a form of processed fruit then I easily make the 5 and more). Perhaps its my hops and yeast based friend on the weekends (and I might as well admit sometimes during the week) that keeps both it (the cold) and I living in harmony to the tune of last years UK dance hits.

Solace is sought in that I'm not the only one to suffer here. It's been doing the rounds and I'm not the only one who has struck it lucky more than once (shame it's not the lotto that strikes me down. Not that I'm down. Caffine has been my friend in propping me up, along with strepsils and cheap Ibuprofen).

Sickness woes over, I thought I'd write something for August. I've been a bit slack in updating the blog lately. I did hire a car the other day for a pleasent drive to Clarendon. I say pleasent, I couldn't see 5 meters in front of me for density of fog at first. Nonetheless when it cleared it revealed a lush green rolling landscape. It won't last long. When spring kicks in so will the barroness that is synonymous with Australia. I was most perturbed when driving in the dense fog that I could not find my fog lights. When I relayed my troubles to friends at work they informed me that few cars made in Australia do have fog lights because this 'phenomenen' is apparently rare. I wonder if the lack of this feature makes cars cheaper to buy? That said, most cars don't seem to have indicators in the UK, so perhaps it all balances out in the end. The majority of cars here have them and use them. There are a few which might not have upgraded to having full indicators, but, as a friend likes to comment, they have 'confirmicators' which at least provides some reassurance they have them and know how to use them - if not when to!

Exempliary Service...

2007-07-25T08:43:00.000Z

from Harvey Normans (equivalent of Dixons or Currys at home - not worthy of a link). I called by on Tuesday durning my lunch break to check out an upgrade for my laptop, from Vista Basic to Vista Home Premium. I had a couple of questions I wanted to ask someone about the software, but when I tried to get the attention of a 'sales assistant' he simply smiled, shook his head and moved on. Dumbfounded I put the software back and left. I should have spoken with his manager to inform them I was a [potential] customer. The least he could have done was have the courtesy to say software was not his department but would find someone who could help me. I bought what I wanted from Myer's on my way home from work having researched what I needed to know on-line (maybe they should provide portal points where customers can research products in-store and do away with 'sales assistants').

For those interested, whilst I'm sure the differences between Basic and Home Premium are diffirent, for all intense purposes, the biggest difference is the new Aero(tm) design of the interface (reminicent of Max OS if you ask me). Never mind. At least I'm out of the sandbox that was Basic and can now install a variety of software such as Virtual PC and VMWare Server (albeit the latter still warns that its software is meant to run on servers). The cost of the upgrade: $179. Worth it? Well, there should never be a Basic version to upgrade from, IMHO.

A small update

2007-07-14T05:47:00.000Z

as to my whereabouts etc. You'll be suprised to know that I am still in Adelaide, and yes, still working. I have been helping out at the hostel over the last week, providing cover hours at reception in the evening whilst Andrea (owner/manager) takes some much needed time off. For a week there was receptionist so by viture of being here the longest and with some sense as to what needs to be done, I didn't mind working a few hours in the evening. We have a new receptionist now so I the need for me to provide cover has gone.

Working is ok. Whilst the job itself is not the most stimulating in the world (its not a career role being a claims officer/mailroom assistant/admin support), but I work with some great people. Hard to believe I've been thers two months already. Time has actually gone very quick.

Went out for dinner with work colleagues last night and then on to a pub for the ubiquitous Friday happy hour that takes hold of most city bars. Then on to a club with some friends from the hostel, finally getting home around 5am. I woke up at 13:15! having missed out on breakfast which ends at 10am.

45mins in Hahndorf

2007-06-30T09:25:00.000Z

or there abouts. Enough time to walk the the main street and admire the quaint little buildings that line the thoroughfair, with some cafes playing rustic traditional Bavarian music. In that time I managed to buy the newspaper, find a coffee shop and read it. There wasn't a lot to see. And, I confess I have no photo's - I could find nothing of interest to snap. If you want to see a German town I suggest you visit Germany. Perhaps there is a different atmosphere later in the day - I was there at 9:30am. I did manage to take a photo on leaving of a few cattle standing atop a dyke. I had to stop to take a photo of that:

After Hahndorf I headed further east to the Murry Bridge. The route along the Princess Highway was very scenic, but there were no official layby's where one could stop to take a photo so I have a few of me errr taking photo's whilst driving (I'm sure that's just as illegal but no so obvious :o)

Much like Hahndorf there wasn't a lot to offer in Murray Bridge. I drove over the bridge. Took a photo of the bridge. Drove over it again and stopped alongside the river Murray where some paddle steamers were moored waiting for someone - anyone - to turn up for a leisurely ride down the Murray. After a few more photo's of the river, the bridge and a steam engine I decided it was time to head back to Adelaide via Mnt Lofty (because I just love the road that winds down the Adelaide Hills to Adelaide).

After some lunch at the hostel I phoned a friend and returned to Henley Beach, west of Adelaide, where we had coffee at Avida. The coffee house is overlooks the jetty which became bathed in a yellow light as the sun slid slowly from the sky:

Hahndorf

2007-06-28T11:03:00.000Z

Hired a car again for this weekend - well, Saturday at least. Going to head to Hahndorf - little Bavaria in Australia - for the afternoon. The car is costing around $63 for the day, plus the cost of petrol to refill the tank before I return the car on Sunday morning. Wonder if they give me a free upgrade this time or actually give me a manual car? Hmmm

Thieving, good for nothing...

2007-06-26T11:44:00.000Z

cretins. It's true what they say. You are more likely to experience theft from a fellow traveller than anoyone else. Thankfully in my instance it was only food that was taken. Twice. First my loaf of bread, which I discovered Monday morning when I went to make breakfast. Then later, after work, looking forward to Pasta and Cheese (for a change), I went to take some stuff out of my bag and hey presto it was gone. They didn't even leave me the 99c eco-bag from Coles (I have plenty because I keep forgetting to take mine on most occassions I go shopping). Unbelieveable. There wasn't much in the way of food in there (Mature cheese which makes a great cheese sauceeeeeee; Feta cheese because it was on special and is great with cucumber in sandwiches, Philadelphia cheese because it too makes a great sandwich, and some fruit), and it only amounted to around $10, but the shear cheek of it. I had to go buy more bread and lunch that day. I spoke with the hostel owner and she mentioned that she had caught some Swedish people (no offence Alex :o) trying to take the bed lining. Did a big shop today so I hope someone with light fingers leaves well alone.

Even more off topic..

2007-06-25T10:57:00.000Z

...and several thousand miles from where I am, in a field in Pilton, UK, but I thought I'd share with you this YouTube clip of Dame Shirley Bassey at Glastonbury (Yes! You read right): Not a small crowd in attendance either for an act you'd not expect to see at Glastonbury. I give you Dame Bassey in all her glory :p

Still here

2007-06-23T07:00:00.000Z

I've not gone anyway.....just gone a bit quiet. Not much to speak of. I'm sure you don't want to hear about my drunken weekends. The days in between are taken up with work. I did have a great night out last weekend though. Andrea, the hostel owner invited me to her birthday gathering at the Belgian Beer Bar, in town. I thought I'd only stay an hour; show my face and then be off on my merry way, but I stayed until 1am taking with the rather european flavour of guests (mostly swiss or german given Andrea is Swiss). Later they went on to a club, The Stag, but I was refused entry because of my footwear - I was wearing trainers. It's the first time I've been refused entrance anywhere in Australia because of my footwear (flip-flops, aside). Quite strange really, but I understand if they wish to retain a dress code. Still a good weekend though.

I've uploaded a few more photos from the sea & vine festival...of me eating oysters and such. Ciao

Breakfast with a difference

2007-06-10T07:58:00.000Z

Whilst the weather was not perfect, especially towards the latter half of the day, the sea & vine festival was a great idea! As was hiring the car (which, incidentally, wasn't an Hyundai Getz but a Toyota Corolla - a free upgrade, apparently - although not manual as requested, but there you are).

Our first stop was pirramimma where I shared Oysters with Candice for breakfast. Eight for $15. They'd make a great entree, and I would suggest best served with a chardonnay or something. Water wasn't sufficient to accompany the distinct flavour of the sea (quite salty!) as I was driving. I could have had free cordial as I was Des for the day (that is designated driver, which entitled me to free drinks and desserts at some wineries), but I don't think that would have been better than water to accompany the Oysters. Tables were laid out in the 'Cellar' (read warehouse), which was lined floor to ceiling with barrels of wine and some art works. Playing were a blues/jazz trio called Sky High. The singer had a voice which had production sounding qualities to it. Probably one of the best blues/jazz singers I have heard in a long while!

Our second winery of the day was Wirra Wirra. This place can best be described as hip and swanky. I felt quite under-dressed actually. It was full of young 'trendies', wearing over-sized shades probably from the NYC collection ($15 a pair or $20 for two) - copies of brands like Police and D&G. I enjoyed it, and I purchased a bottle of wine here too for only $15. I look forward to openning this bottle this evening given I couldn't enjoy the wines in situ.

We also visited Middlebrook Esate, Parri Estate where I had a delicious and generous helping of Swiss ice-cream in a cone - free being Des!, Chalk Hill, which was a marquee on top of a hill (to give their wines authenticity perhaps, to be consumed on a hill)? The view from the top was nice - would have been nicer had the clouds not rolled in and then start to rain. The music here though was quite good. Again, another live jazz band. Our last stop before heading back was Font Hill where we stopped for 15 minutes to see what was on offer. Apparently as Des I could have a free meal. Turns out that this was wrong and that I was entitled to a free dessert and coffee. The dessert, a prune slice, turned out to be very good so I wasn't too disappointed.

Enough of this talk of wine. Time to go do some tasting of my own ;p

Car Hire

2007-06-07T07:51:00.000Z

So this is the weekend I bring havoc to the roads of Adelaide. I have finally got around to hiring a car via vroomvroomvroom, from Thrifty. An Hyundai Getz - below - (or similar), for the princely sum of $64.95!! (that equates to 27 of our still very British pounds (I don't have the pound sign on this keyboard if you wonder why the over descriptiveness there)). I pick it up Saturday morning around 8am and return it at 8am on the Monday.

So what have I planned? Well, it's Aurelie's last week in Adelaide and she has yet to visit Mnt Lofty, so Saturday afternoon we shall drop by for coffee and a picturesque view (i've seen countless times before) - providing the weather is good. Then perhaps drive to Port Adelaide to see what offerings are there towards the latter part of the day. On Sunday there is a Sea & Vines festival at McLaren Vale so we shall head down there for the day. Unfortunately, I didn't think this through as I cannot drink and drive. But then again, I'd rather buy a bottle or two and drink in the comfort (it's all relative in a backpackers!!) of the hostel. I'm not sure if I'm working Monday yet. It's a public holiday here in SA for the Queenies B'day (don't think we get that at home - never noticed anyway), but its not a national holiday throughout Oz, hence why I might have to work. We'll see. Depends if the company minds paying time and a half for contractors :o

Was it my Birthday?

2007-06-03T03:30:00.000Z

I forget. At least today I forget. Somewhat hungover :o I'm not sure it ended in style, Gill, but it certainly started in style :p

At $80 a bottle I won't be having too many more given i'm 'back-packing' - but at as you can see from the photo I've gained a piece of furniture. Did you know you could make an antique chair from a champagne cork brace? :p

Later, Britta, Aurelie (?) and I went to a Thai restaurant for dinner before heading out for a few drinks. I've no idea what time I got home because my watch has stopped. Today has been 11:56 all day - took me a while to realise that :/

Anyway, one birthday ends, and another begins (it is the birthday season in my family, afterall). Happy Five-0 Mum! :D Hope you like the present. Sorry it's not very Australian. Didn't want to send a boomerang in case it came back (bad joke, I know) :p

No Regrets?

2007-05-30T10:37:00.000Z

Well, I'm in to my 3rd week of working here in Adelaide. Do I regret not going ahead with the trip to Perth? I must admit I have moments where I think I should have grasped the opportunity, especially when I speak to my friends, who I should add are a day or two away from their goal. It sounds like they had a great time and I can't wait to see the photo's. They tell me it has been cold sleeping in the tent (not a suprise there really) but other than that all has gone well. No horror stories of car troubles in the outback.

There is a definite feel of winter in the air here now. We've had some unsettled weather for the last few days - more rain (my $4 umbrella I bought in Sydney has had its days. On my way to work Monday it too took a disliking to being rained on and, courtesy of a little wind, blew inside out disfiguring the fragile tinfoil like spokes.). The temparature also leaves a lot to be desired. I've been wearing my scarf for the past few days (yes, I though it wise to pack it but not wise enough to pack any jumpers! I bought a cosy woolen hoodie from Meyer for the bargain price of $59 - that was with 25% off (see, I can find a bargain :p)) even though the temp has been around 17C. Yes. I know. 17C is like summer in the UK, and many people can be found parading their ghostly frame along the promenade, or snatching some rays between the cumulous clouds on the nearest beach, but after much warmer weather for the last 4 months my now acclimatised body doesn't much like being subjected to such sharp changes in temperature :p

Since I'll be here in Adelaide for around 5 months I had an idea of buying a cheap run around. Then, realising i'm in work 5 days a week though renting a car would be better. I'm currently looking out for weekend breaks or day's out I can do on weekends to justify the rental of a car. A friend here at the hostel who works for a car hire company washing cars spoke with her boss and apparently its around $103 for a weekend. I told here I thought that to be expensive, so her boss has said I can always go over and discuss a possible deal. Perhaps if I were to rent a car every weekend for the next two months I can hire a car for less? Who knows. I need to do a little more research in the area.

To end, congratulations to Gill and Co. on the purchase of wardrobe. I'm sure it will feel like narnia in comparison to the current one!

Did I say road trip?

2007-05-21T09:03:00.000Z

Hit the breaks on that one (no ABS - it was only an 86 ford falcon ;p). Nothing wrong with the car. My friends have continued on their journey to Perth, but without me. When I returned from KI a week last Saturday I had a voicemail from Hays asking if I was still looking for work in the area. I took the chance of staying behind given they had not contacted me in 2 weeks, thus must have had something in mind. Not sure if they did, but with a bit of luck I am now working full time for the next 5 months here in Adelaide (I am the 3rd person to take on this role in 3 days so I only got one day trainging from the person I was taking over from as she was leaving. Talk about hitting the floor runing). Whilst I guess I wasted an opportunity to travel and see Australia from the road, it made more sense to hang back and see rather than head to Perth where I'd have to build up a relationship with agencies there in order to find work - I'm through with trying to do backpacker work.

Before I returned the call to Hays a week last Monday, I stood in for a mate doing a hobble for a plumber (he took my place in the car to Perth - hope the girls haven't driven you mad yet Jordy :p). Anyway, it turns out my job was to dig a 2m deep hole, use a jackhammer to take up some concrete flooring in an outhouse (yes, an outside toilet) to expose the pipes for replacement. My Boss that day (nice chap) left me to it after explaining my task. Not bad, you think. Come midday (having started at 8am) I finished for lunch, to never return. Blisters on my hands rendered them useless in holding a shovel and the heavy clay matted with tree roots proved stubborn to say the least. As for the jackhammer...I thought about using it for the rest of the day to ease the pain of my hands (and not returning in the morning) but I could barely lift the bloody thing let alone use it. My Boss also failed to leave me any eye-protection. Moral of that story: Lee's hands are not meant for manual labour!

To return to what I do now - which is far more civil - I work in the mail department for an health insurance company. It's nothing exciting, and you certainly wouldn't want to make a career out of it. Tasks include sorting and counting incoming mail, stuffing envelopes - reminds me of folding charity bags! - some archiving, as well as some other general office administration. I'm kept busy (I find there not enough hours in the day to do what I have to do), and the people I work with are pleasent to be around, which makes work all the more better.

So that is me. Travel blog on hold. Work and social blog coming up. I'll try and take some random photos to keep you all interested ;p

Kangaroo Island

2007-05-15T00:46:00.000Z

Had an excellent time on KI with Fabi and Sabina. Three days just wasn't enough to take it all in given its road. Only 3 major roads are sealed (tarmac'd) with the others being best suited to 4x4. We didn't have one so mostly ambled along at 20kph making the most of the free massage effect of our '86 ford falcon (photo courtesy of Sabina, whos car this is).

The scenary was spectacular, and the wildlife just adorable and quite unphased by the intrusion we tourists make to the Island. Roos and Wallabys would allow you within 4-5 feet of them, and one evening we even had possoms join us for dinner. No matter how hard we tried to scare them off they were intrigued enough (and hungry, I guess) to be persistent and keep coming.

As I said in an earlier post it is expensive to get there, but it is well worth it! Especially to visit the Andermel Marron Cafe. They serve delicious marron (crayfish) and also have a small winery with some super wines. I couldn't resist but purchase 6 bottles for the princly sum of $55 - bargin! (photo courtesy of Fabienne)

I won't ramble too much. I want a tale or two to tell when I return to the UK. Here are some additional photos of from the adventure:

Minor leak?

2007-05-06T06:51:00.000Z

Well Ooops. Driving back from Victor Harbour last week we passed what might be described as a minor water leak:

Never mind. We've had 3 days or so of rain to make up for it. Come to think of it, it only started raining after the leak. Perhaps what we've exeperienced lately is the precipitation process from the vapouration of the leak. Something like that.

Anyway, Victor Harbour was a nice afternoon out. Very touristic, and a little reminicent of a european lake with spruce trees dotted along its perimeter.

I'll get round to adding more photo's to my photo bucket with flickr soon. Honest. In the mean time, a random photo I serentipitiously took whilst waiting at the bus stop for Claire one afternoon. To set the scene it was the day after Queens day in Holland (I know this as I have many dutch friends at the hostel) where they traditionally wear something orange. Not sure if this chap on the bench opposite was dutch but thought he looked cool in his top hat and orange trim

And for those wondering how I'm doing living out of a backpack

Glamarous, isn't it :p (and yes mum, you can see new clothes - they had a sale on)

Preperations

2007-05-03T02:24:00.000Z

It is 6 days until 3 of us begin our road trip to Perth, with the first stop being Kangaroo Island, also known as KI. We will be calling back at Adelaide to pick up a 4th person who sadly cannot afford to join us, as it can get a little expensive thanks to the ferry company which has a monopoly on the route and charges as it sees fit. Apparently it is second most expensive ferry route in the world, when cost and distance are considered. How true this is I have no idea - something for you to google, or for me another time :p

Anyway, we return briefly to pick up our 4th fellow Perth-goer and continue via Port Augusta, Port Lincoln (where a dozen oysters should cost no more than $10 ! :D), and may other ports no doubt. We don't yet have a defined route other than, of course, to follow the highway, of which there are only two to perth, and one via port lincoln. Who said planning was difficult? :p

The next few days will be spent finalising the essentials for making our journey one of comfort and fun. I acquired a free body board from the hostel so look forward to sand surfing and wake-riding, and to safeguard against complete cos of communication I am currently looking to buy a CB radio and an adapter for the cigarette lighter so we can charge our iPods, mobiles and, of course, laptops.

The weather hasn't been too good of late. Rain in fact. Refreshing when its a shower or two, but irritating when it is 3 days. Nonetheless, it's welcome is these parts (as i've no doubt said before). Thus the last week has been pretty quiet. Clubbing Sunday. Grace Emily's on Monday, PJ O'Brians for some awful comedy on Tuesday. Last night was pizza night and we watched Perfume which I copied off someone and burned to DVD. It is quite a familiar routine, but the people change and from one week to the next it is never the same. We have quite a good group in the hostel. I've already made plans for a shopping trip in Zuirch when I return :-p

Potential Plans...

2007-04-25T01:17:00.000Z

My time in Adelaide may come to an end in a little under 2 weeks. After a month and only 1.5 weeks of work perhaps the time has come to move on. Fabien and Sabina, friends I have made at the hostel are driving to Perth and have offered me to join them on their 2 weeks road trip, taking in kangaroo island, amongst other places not noted in the guide books. I think it would be a shame to pass up on such an opportunity. There may be a 4th person joining us too (i speak as if I have already made my mind up :o), Claire. We all get on well so the trip would be a laugh. We'll see what happens between now and departure regarding work here. I've not given up completely, but giveb my luck in recent weeks there has to be a point - regardless how much you like a place - to move on.

temping...

2007-04-21T09:52:00.000Z

not so easy come. even easier go. Last week I worked at the Legal Services Commission of South Australia, in the records department, filing and archiving files related to legal aid. It was supposed to be an initial 2 week contract but after 4 days apparently there was no further work to require the use of temps. The nature of being a temp unfortunately. I was supposed to start work again on monday working for an ISP here in Adelaide, but the job has apparently been withdrawn, so I am again waiting to see what can be offered in the way of temp work here in Adelaide. I'd very much like to stay and secure a 3 month contract. We'll see what this week brings. Having done two jobs now I am hopefull that I can secure more temp work.

Emma left for Alice this morning (6:30am). Took her rucksack down to the pick up point and said goodbye for the second time in 2 months. Perhaps we will meet again on our travels, if not definately back in the UK.

Not much else to report really. Had a great time with Emma here (if a little expensive with eating out etc). Went to Mt Lofty again yesterday evening and took a photo of the view I so elleqouently described before (not). The photo doesn't do the view justice so if you are ever here do check it out!

Weekend and Barossa Valley

2007-04-16T08:45:00.000Z

Well, this weekend has been rather expensive. Out thursday night for dinner. Out friday night for beers (got home at 2am, later than I had anticipated as Emma was arriving on the saturday morning and I thought I'd be up to keep her company in the TV room until reception opened at 8am - I got up at 8:40 :/). Then Saturday Emma and I were out for dinner again, and as Emma didn't want too early a night to fight jet lag we went clubbing again. Doh! I didn't feel as bad the second morning though.

Today we went on the Barossa valley wine tour, taking in four wineries including the dreaded Jacobs Creek. I have to say the wine doesn't taste any better at point of bottling. The other 3 were smaller boutique wineries which do not export to the UK, so I bought a few bottles (5 in total :o). I like to think of it as a celebration of working, so I know look forward to my first pay packet :p

Start work tomorrow. Early start again, but looking forward to it. No doubt I will have a little moan about it soon :p

Last few days of 'freedom'

2007-04-13T02:30:00.000Z

Finally my break to make up for some of the money I have flittered away these last three months. I'm just back from Hay's office where I seemed to have made an impression after completeing 3 days work in 1 day. Before I could be confirmed to start my new role courtesy of Hay's I had to take a little test today. I was given 15 or so numbers and the same in names and asked to put them in order; numbers lowest to highest (numbers were 6 digits long) and names alphabetical. Polished up in around 5 mins and scored highly, with only two names out of place thanks to me not being a librarian and thinking clearly that the c in McDonald is ignored when alphabetising, and that in double barrel names it is the letter before the hyphen which takes precedence. I know that now :D Crux of it is I qualify and start work Tuesday, initially for 2 weeks, but its a rolling contract and they have people there already who have been working for 5-6 weeks. I just have to learn to pace myself and not do everyone else out of a job as well as me this time :p I don't think it's possible as I'm told its quite a large archiving process.

Emma arrives tomorrow morning for 4 days, so I get to spend some time showing her the few sights of Adelaide. I might hire a car for the weekend. I went to dinner last night with a friend then we drove to the Adelaide Hills, near Mnt Lofty. At night the hills are unimpressive until you decsend back in to Adelaide. If only I had thought to take my bloody camera! The view of Adelaide at night was amazing! A completely flat landscape littered with tiny lights as far the the eye could see. The CBD was clearly visible with only a few high rise buildings extending above the carpet of LEDs. It's a must for a photo opportunity, and so far the best view I've had of Adelaide. After we stopped by the beach for a while, and it was refreshing to sit along the promenade at midnight where the temperature was a comfortable 19.5C! The second best view I had was when I looked up and saw the sky littered with stars. Not for a long time have I witnessed such a spectacle to marvel at.

Belated Happy Easter

2007-04-12T00:44:00.000Z

Like everything here in Adelaide, I shut down for easter :p Writer's block. Or just a lack of a story to tell.

I had my break in the world of temping this week. Working through Hay's I was assigned to a 3 day data entry role, entering stock details into Excel for a Jewelers. It's quite mind numbing but once you get a rhythmn going it's not so bad. Alas, the 3 day job transpired to be only 1 day as I finished entering the data in 1 day - doh! The receptionist at the company was letting me know that when I return today (I haven't for the reason set out already) I should go to the same room, and that the login details are with the papers I had to enter. So I asked if there was more work to be done. She looked a little suprised and asked why. I said I'd finished. She thought I was still working my way through the first stack of stock details when in fact I had finished those just after lunch. Sigh. But I have spoken with my consultant at Hay's, and met with a few others this morning and future temp work is looking up. I don't know what my referee said (besides hello and that I'm re-employable) but thank you : )

Trust you all had a good easter. I hear the weather is on the up and the UK is experiencing a mini heatwave. I'd say I was jealous, but really, I'd just not be telling the truth. Here the weather has been picking up again also. We're now back in to the late 20's with the evenings probably more comparable to your afternoons. Ok, I'll stop with the boasting ;p

Until the next time...

backpacker work

2007-04-03T00:58:00.000Z

what a chore! Yesterday I found myself not cleaning chairs, but marquee's - and there were only three of us to do what normally is done by 6 people! I did come up with an idea to speed things up and make our lives easier, which the foreman seemed to appreciate - why they hadn't thought of it before is beyond me. I was supposed to return today, but when the alarm woke me at 6:30am I was too tired and sore from yesterday to make the effort to get out of bed. Just hope they pay me my $90 for yesterday's efforts.

This foray into the world of blue collar work has now lead me to commit myself for 6 months to try and secure an office job here in Adelaide. I quite like it here now. I already have friends in the form of Alex and his uni mates, with invitations to parties most weekends and meeting up for drinks during the week. I've also made some good friends at the hostel I'm staying at who have been here for some time, so the situation is all quite good. If I were to get the role I'd be happy to stay and then spend the last 3 months travelling. I'm already resigned to the fact I won't see everything Australia has to offer. And at the end of the day, whilst I am backpacking, it has more of a packge tour feel about the whole experience given the path has been walked by tens of thousands of backpackers before me, all clutching the latest edition of the Lonely Planet (I have two, so I guess that makes me worse) with places to stay, must things to see and do with countless tour companies all to willing to oblige in showing you the 'ultimate' experience. So I am not entirely disappointed.

Met up with Alex lastnight at Grace Emily's. A mix of live music, cheap beer, and around 23:00 a 'free' BBQ with cold coin donations very much appreciated for a sausage in a slice of bread. Last night was particularly good as Alex and I met up with some German friends from Sydney. I met Ben and Sula when I was in Melbourne too. It was quite strange really. When we got to the pub Ben and Sula knew some people who I had met yesterday evening at my hostel. The backpacking community gets smaller each day.

More from Adelaide

2007-04-01T00:55:00.000Z

Yes. I know. Still here. But the hostel is good as are the people. I've also been looking for work. Had an interview but apparently the company decided to go internal with the role so not even the agency got a slice of that pie (how true that is I don't know. Being a sceptic it could be a well rehersed polite way of letting you down gently).

I have work for tomorrow and possibly Tuesday. Nothing special. In fact, anything but. It's working for a party hire business cleaning chairs and tents. Labour intensive with a lowly wage (assuming I get paid...I'm still waiting from the last job). But at the end of the day its money. I have just booked another week here and I will continue to seek office work whilst pursuing the blue collar work. Emma text to say she is coming in 2 weeks or so, so I will probably be here for that. I have to coincide with the train to perth (my next destination definately) which only leaves twice a week (today, sunday, being one of those days).

Treated myself to dinner last night. Finally had Kangaroo. I had my hair cut last week and during the conversation with the hairdresser he mentioned his brother had a cafe/bistro in North Adelaide, on O'Connell St. He said they serve Kangaroo so I definately had to pay a visit. The Roo was served on a pollenta cake with ratatouille and a red current jus. Tasty! All for the princely sum of $19.90! Well worth it. It was a popular place. I was fortunate to get only one of 3 tables that were not reserved. If you're ever in North Adelaide do check out Caffe Vagabondo

Le Weekend dernier

2007-03-26T02:55:00.000Z

Excuse the french. It should be German. There are so many staying in the hostel. I remarked to one yesterday evening that the hostel should be renamed 'Mein Platz' - thankfully he found it funny. It's been a quiet weekend. Finished another Lee Child book (god is Jack Reacher good) and read the whole of '10 months in Laos'. It is written by an Australian journalist for The Age, an Australian Newspaper, and is more a piece of investigative journalism into the murder of an Australian lawyer in Cambodia and the incarceration of a couple in Laos. I had to do a little research online to ensure what I was reading was indeed fact as the book had a rather odd endorsement from Lord Archer. He said, and I quote: "What an unbelieveable story...it is even more fascinating than some of the stories I have come up with". You can see now why I had my doubts of its factual nature.

Tried to phone my contact at Hay's today and she is away until tomorrow. I have applied for a 6 month test contract which I will follow up this afternoon, but I hold little hope of that even with my cover not detailing my experience and understanding of need for quality testing and a structured process etc. I also registerd with workinsouthaustralia, though I fear the majorty of jobs available through this site are seasonal, and since we're in the midst of Autumn it is coming to an end here.

Emma, whom you'll remember, no doubt, I met in Melbourne is returning to Australia too, after having sadly to return to the UK. I had a text off her this weekend. She is going to let me know if/when she does the tour from Alice to Adelaide, and I may still be here to meet up with her again. Perhaps then I'll give up on looking for work and just spend the rest of my savings and travel until it leaves only a enough for a return flight :o ;p

4 hours work

2007-03-24T00:06:00.000Z

Managed to get a couple of hours work yesterday helping lay laminate flooring for the Hyundai stand at a car Exhibition, to take place here at goodwood showground, adelaide, between 28th and 1st (I think). Ironic that I would have paid for someone to fit the flooring in my own place, but that I get paid (who knows how much, probably not a lot, but I'll find out friday when the pay goes in), and help lay 400sqm. Granted we didn't lay all 400sqm in one afternoon. I was supposed to return today and possibly Sunday, but at the last minute two guys who were supposed to be helping out were apparently going to turn up. Shame, but there you are. I guess it paid for a nights accommodation and a meal :p On the other hand, I ache and my left arm looks like I've been in a scrap with a Koala, from carrying the laminate around. Who said I was work shy? ;p

I'm going to book to stay at least a week longer so I will contact Hays Monday morning and keep pushing for a 3 month contract doing office support, unless some other manual labour role comes about. I spoke with the receptiopnist at the hostel (who found me the job yesterday) and she mentioned one of the backpackers has a job cleaning camper vans an dmay be leaving soon....we'll see.

So today, I find myself back at the state library. It rained some yesterday. Torrential when we were working in the exhibition building (much needed here unfortunately, so I ought not to complain about it). Thankfully we didn't have to walk back to the hostel (we because I was working with two Germans and a Dutch backpacker). The guys with whom we worked were kind enough to stump up the $7 for a taxi. After a much needed shower the four of us headed out to the pancake kitchen, located nr King William Street (down the lane opposite Sub Way, between North Terrace and Rundle Mall should any of you find your way here and feel the need to have pancakes for dinner). I paid $12.50 for two crepe scott's: a crepe will a minced (ground) beef filling and side salad. It filled a gap, although for $7 or so a more filling meal can be found in a food court.

I had thoughts of heading to Glenelg today given I'm no longer required to work, but its a bit breezy and a lot cooler than 3 days ago when the temperature hit around 31C. Today feels like a more modest 20C - so cold!!

google + no plans = ?

2007-03-20T05:05:00.000Z

Whilst at the state library (i'm here again!) I searched for a few jobs online out of boredom and curiosity as to the job market here and sent off my resume in application to a data entry position. I gave the agency a call (hays office support), and had a meeting with a pleasent woman who thinks she may be able to help me, even with my comments that if I don't find work or have indication of work by thursday then I may leave.

Data entry takes so many forms. I put on my resume that I have a 60/70 wpm typing rate alpha/numeric (evidenced, or not as the case is, by my taking that test in Sydney for which you all remember the result, I'm sure :p). Alas, I will have to amend the resume to read 60/70wpm alpha only. I did another alpha/numeric test which was entering in data from a form, and well, I was averaging less than 50wpm I think. Also did a test for Excel and Word, but realising I was meant to, but I did it for 'fun'. Bloody thing is sensitive though. If you click on the screen it reads that as an action. You get two chances per question. I don't think I faired too well on the Excel one :/

So, we'll see. If I find work then I said I will commit to a minimum of 3 months here in Adelaide. At a minimum of $18.85/hour and working on 37 hour week, I won't complain of staying here. I am within reach of Alice springs for a weekend break, but also with the Borossa Valley (wine wine wine galore there) and kangaroo islands, i may finally get a chance to explore the outback too.

Driest state on the driest continent...

2007-03-20T00:31:00.000Z

How true is that crowded house track! Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you. It has been raining here in Adelaide this morning. I shouldn't complain. It's quite refreshing, and the state needs it. So, after a brainwave this morning, I find myself here at the state library with free internet access with my laptop!! yay me. I've saved $3/hour (although useage restrictions apply, i'm not quite sure what they are).

Had dinner at the Hog's Breath, on Gouger St. last night. A bit of a splurge really (I must reel these in! $40 on dinner, including 3 glasses of wine) justified by nmy savings thanks to Alex making dinner for my first two nights (and again this evening).

Anyway, enough of my ramblings. Still waiting for a new month to come so I can upload more photo's to flickr (if I can remember the password), so here are a few from Adelaide I've take thus far:

Adelai Adelai Adelaide ee ooo

2007-03-19T03:38:00.000Z

Ok, not funny, I know, so don't complain, please! Thinking of a blog title is too taxing right now :p

Technically my 3rd day in Adelaide and I like the place. The feel is good, and the city quite grand with its vicotrian lined suburbs and city streets. Shame there isn't a lot to do here really. I guess like Alice Springs it is a staging post for tours via uluru and kings canyon. Nonetheless, having a friend here (Alex) helps.

Saturday evening Alex invited me to join his friends for a 'pre-party' at a friends place. I didn't join them for the actual 'party' somewhere along east terrace, instead retiring early to my little shabby hostel, Sunny's Adelaide Backpackers. Perhaps I am spoiled having stayed in some quite nice hostels over the last two months, but this hostel is not one I will be recommending. I found some kind of bug crawling over my backpack last night, and the matress is more a mat-dressed as a matress, covered with shabby (chic?) sheets and duvet. All part of the experience though, so I ought not to complain. It is only $20/night (though I think it should be less!).

Yesterday after walking around during the day, stopping for coffee here and there and having a cheap lunch at kwick stix on O'Connells St, North Sydney (they charged me $9.70 for a meal that the menu said was $9.90 and an orange juice - for once I didn't speak up re: the possible mistake as it was in my favour and I should save every cent (not that im short of money yet mum!!)). Then in the evening Alex and I met at another of his friends house to watch a movie - Dumb & dumber. My first time watching the movie (given other times it has been on I've either left the room or switched over) and still it does nothing for me. I caught a taxi back towards the hostel after as I didn't fancy roaming unknown streets at 23:00. That said I might have been better off! When i got in the taxi and said where I wanted to go the driver asked if I could help him find it!!! Of course, I said sure, take a right here then left, continue 1.5km then double back on yourself and take the next left et voir la. For cying out loud!! Anyway, told him another street near by and he had some idea where that was so we got going. Five mins in to the journey and after 3 cars flashing us he decides to put his lights on!!! When I saw a familiar street I just asked him to pull over and that I'd walk the rest of the way - it was safer I think. That eventful trip cost me $10.20.

One thing that has come from my stay at Sunny's is a notice I saw for work on a horse farm. I think it may be working with polo horses, after speaking with the owner of the Sunny's, which would be good, if long hours, for free accommodation and board. I tried to call them this afternoon but their phone seems to be switched off, so I sent a text (i was oddly enough not given an option to leave a voice mail). So I have extended my stay at another hostel not far away from where I am now for Wednesday and possibly Thursday nights ($3 more a night, but hopefully worth it). Thursday depends if I hear back re: this job on a horse farm, else I'll look to take a train Thursday evening (otherwise I'll have to wait until Sunday evening) to Perth, a 36 hours journey. It costs roughly the same as a flight (without the expense of getting to/from the airports) and effectively gives two nights accommodation (albeit in a day/night recliner seat) in the price. One way to see more of Australia, and not from the air (although it was great flying from Sydney and lookking down on the baron land below with dried out lakes and a landscape that resembled a circuit board with its yellowish-red earth intersected by boundries of farms and fields.

Spent this morning (Monday) at the National Art Gallery wandering the 17 galleries of Australian artists predominantly from the colonial days, some italain boroque and dutch works, as well as a display on asian artefacts/wares. Nothing much left to do here really. The museum doesn't really draw me in, nor does the goal (mainly because they are not free admission). Tomorrow though, I shall take the tram from Victoria Sq. to Glenelg.

Going to Adelaide

2007-03-14T03:20:00.000Z

Got a text off Alex this morning, who is in Adelaide, asking when I would be in the area as he has a break coming up. So this morning, a little irritated after trying to apply for a job yesterday (the guy I emailed said drop in to the office, so I did and he was out. I've emailed to arrange a time and no response so good luck to the next candidate), I fired up my laptop and booked a flight for Saturday afternoon for $151. Will cost me $10 or so to get to the airport, and around $20 the other side to get to my hostel, which I have booked for 4 nights ($80). Alex offered me the sofa at his place but I didn't want to intrude on his other housemates. Turns out he only has one other housemate, so I may yet extend a night of two and make use of his sofa until I decide an onward plan. I am thinking of taking a train to Perth, or I may seek out a guided tour from Adelaide to Alice Springs (not the one for $800 though!).

A little drama

2007-03-12T02:31:00.000Z

There has been a lot of it lately. Last week I was informed of a theif in my dorm by a member of staff here at Big, and to ensure valuables were locked away. Apparently someone left their camera in the common room briefly while they went to check their email around the corner and a guy picked his camera up and bagged it. When confronted about it he denied it, but there was CCTV footage to identify him doing it. In the end, late Wednesday night if I recall, two lads confronted the guy from my dorm (I thought him odd when he didn't acknowledge any of us in the room the previous day and that morning). When he denied it again they called the police. They had a bit of a wait on their hands as the guy decided to take a shower as if nothing had happened. Eventually he admitted it and I believe returned the camera. He wasn't in the dorm when I returned there around midnight, and we were unsure if he had been taken away by police, but he returned and left at 3am.

Then lastnight, around 1:45am, having not long dropped off to sleep, the bloody fire alarm goes off! After 15mins we were allowed back in the building. Read a note in the lift this morning that the alarm was caused by a leak which tripped the alarm. It was difficult to get back to sleep after that as they were carrying roadworks out on the main road, which my dorm happens to overlook. All fun and games. At least it wasn't raining, and was pleasently warm!!

Three day report

2007-03-11T09:36:00.000Z

(for mothers benefit :p) Little to report really. I've applied for two further jobs here in Sydney so I await egarly to hear from them this coming week. Went swimming yesterday (10 lengths and 45 mins in the hydrotherapy pool) and Friday I saw The Hitcher.

Today I went to Bondi and Tamarrama beaches for a little roasting. Hopefully the redness will tan soon!

I heard from Emma this morning. We had arranged to meet up in Sydney in 2 weeks, but she contacted me again this evening to let me know she has to return to the UK as her father has passed away. It couldn't happen at a worse time when you are the other side of the world and at least two days away from family and friends. I wish her the best and hope to keep in touch.

Errrrrm....

2007-03-08T06:24:00.000Z

how much was it for the 6 day tour from Alice Springs to Adelaide? About $1700 I estimated? Well, its going to have to wait a while now, regardless. I spent $1500 on a laptop today. Not on a whim, believe you me. I had a phone call yesterday regarding a possible job. Thing is, it wasn't just a straight forward interview. Oh no. That would be too easy. They wanted me to take a test - a programming test no less. So having visited most of the internet cafe's I could think of to see if I could set up a small development environment I ended up buying a laptop.

It was no mean feat either. Most of the stores here don't open until 9:30-10am and even then the shops around capitol square I mentioned in an earlier post were not open by 10. So after seeking out laptops in those shops which were open I settled on a sony viao VGN-C21GH/W. Has to be the most expensive prep I've done for a job interview.

Now I hear you ask what are the chances of securing this role? Good question. I honestly don't know. The problem I had to solve was pretty straight forward. It was to write a small program that would translate a numberical number (up to 1 billion) in dollars and cents. I set out to do this but then recalling something in the brief about balancing time, cost and quality, I decided to abandon my reinvention of the wheel and sought a solution online. I found one on code projects which I had to tweak to get it to produce the desired results, but it's the solution to the problem. I compiled the amended code, created an executable and sent it off with the code for examination by the software development manager and his team. I did highlight in the email that I had decided to not reinvent the wheel and my reasons for doing so. It is in his hands now as to whether he thinks my solution of seeking an answer from google to be acceptable within the brief of producing an elegant solution within time/cost. Time will tell if my upfront, and dare I say, a little lazy, approach to problem solving wins through. If it does the laptop will be paid for within a week. If not....then I have lots of coffee's to serve; dishes to clean; roads to sweep...or get an early flight home :O

If I don't get the job at least I have a[nother] laptop now :p

UPDATE:

I had a reply from the development manager (name of agent removed):

Thanks Lee, I'll be liaising with xyz on the outcome of this

Hmm....doesn't sound too promising. I guess my upfront, resourceful approach backfired, and I ought not to read too much between the lines of briefs lol

It's all about Sydney

2007-03-07T02:43:00.000Z

Yes. I'm still here. Having booked 3 more nights than I had originally planned to, to give me time to decide where to go/what to do, I have booked a further week here. Dropped my resume in to a restaurant this morning who are looking for staff. I don't hold too much hope for that given my resume is uber-techie. Then this afternoon, out of the blue, I get a phone call from an agency asking if they could put forward my resume for a role. I am still waiting on the exact details, but I gather it is C# related. The girl I spoke with is from Wales...Haverfordwest. Small world. Maybe something will come of this. Who knows? So I've text Emma this afternoon to say that I won't be joining her in Alice springs (even though I want to) because the outlay of approximately $1600 for the one week is a little too much at the moment, and I really ought to find some work to make the bank manager happy.

Went swimming again yesterday with someone else from the dorm. Put in 12 lengths before succumbing to the Hydrotherapy pool, where I spent an hour relaxing and watching some woman lead an aqua-areobics class. Why the girls in the glass bothered I don't know, because if the trainer's body is meant to be an incentive to exercise and keep fit, she ought to consider retirement and they ought to not bother. "Spend $10, and dance in water, and you too could have a body like me." What an advert for business. Perhaps I'm a little too harsh. Ok, I am. But it got me thinking. I would like to get back in to martial arts whilst I am here, and how good it would be to do something like aqua-tae chi? Oddly enough I haven't seen any flyers for it. Never mind.

So again I find myself in sydney playing the waiting game. How long will I wait this time...?

Mardi Gras and onward plans

2007-03-04T02:37:00.000Z

Well, it was certainly colourful. But also tiring! The girls and I found a spot along flinders street (unfortunately a spot where some overflow would sweep down the lane behind bringing with it an unpleasant odour) where we waited for over 2 hours for the parade to begin. Everywhere along the route was packed with people long before the parade was due to start at 19:45. Come 21:20 our knees could take no more and we burrowed our way through the crowd in search of something to eat and somewhere to sit! After Emma and I went for a drink at the Equilibrium bar, on the corner of Golburn and George street (upstairs opposite Scruffy Murphy's). Julie had enough and retired early to the hostel, although Emma and myself headed back around 23:30 feeling a little weary.

I've also just booked an extra 3 nights here in Sydney back at my first hostel. I've spent close on 2 hours in an internet cafe this morning trying to decide what to do tomorrow (my check out date from Wake up! and planned day of moving on), and I came to the conclusion 24 hours wasn't enough to pick through the information on hostel quality and locations, flights, but above all both of those to coincide with a destination - I looked at Perth and Adelaide but made no headway - I should have thought about this on Friday when I arrived back.

One option I am pursing is meeting up with Emma again in Alice Springs. Emma has booked a 6 day tour from Alice Springs to Adelaide towards the end of March. I have emailed the company to see if there are positions available for that, if so then I think I will book it. We'll see what they come back with. That still leaves a couple of weeks between the tour and where I am now, back in Sydney, and what to do in between?

Home coming

2007-03-02T06:15:00.000Z

Well, not quite. Flew in to Sydney this afternoon. A far better journey back than I had going to Melbourne. Well worth the $170 + travel expenses to and from airports. Once I had dropped my gear off at the hostel I met up with the twins I met in Melbourne. I've left them to some shopping whilst I went for a bite to eat ( we'll meet back at the hostel later this afternoon and head out for a drink somewhere, no doubt). But being back in Sydney. Walking the streets. It felt like home. I only left a week ago, and I've only been here for 5 weeks in total, but I felt like I knew the place (which I do given I've spent so much time walking its streets).

Tomorrow afternoon sees oxford street close and the parade that is synonymous with mardi gras bring the month long festivities (although you wouldn't know it) to an end. Weather is forecast to be sunny, which always helps, but with potential showers tonight and Sunday. Thankfully whilst I was in Melbourne I missed the thunderstorms they experienced back here in Sydney.

St. Kilda via Port Melbourne

2007-03-01T03:41:00.000Z

Took a leisurely 1.5 hour stroll this morning through south Melbourne taking in Port Melbourne and St Kilda. Once I had cleared the forecourts of the car sales and other out of town DIY stores, twee victorianesque properties replaced industrial units. Along the promenade the architecutre was more mixed with victorian and ultra modern side by side with views over the straits (not always the best towards port Melbourne given it is a working port, where the ferry for Tasmania leaves, amongst other ships).

St. Kilda itself I found unimpressive. I was told it was great and most people fall in love with it. Supposedly a haunt of the rich, the beautiful and the famous. Since I am only one of those I guess it's not for me ;p So after a coffee and muffin ($5) at Roy's bar I took the tram back to the City.

Having walked the suburbs of Melbourne I can see it's charm lies here, not in the City. I found Sydney to be the opposite. Perhaps I was walking the wrong suburbs of Sydney?

Have an early start in the morning. Leaving the hostel @ 7:30am to head back to Sydney. More from there....hopefully with some photos...over the weekend.

A place to recommend: Cafe Fratelli

2007-02-28T07:11:00.000Z

Just back from dinner. Yes, I know. Supposedly a backpacker and my third night eating out. But this place I recommend as it's reasonable, the food is great, as is the service. It is but a 10 minute walk from Urban Central hostel, towards St Kilda. The name: Cafe Fratelli (opposite Flight Centre on Claredon Rd). It is a little futher than the restuarants of Crown Plaza, but definately more affordable. Today I had Cabornara and fruit salad, accompanied with a glass of (house) white wine for the bargin price of $19. Yesterday, the Cabornara I had was $16 alone!

Speaking with the staff they have only been open a couple of months, so depending on the number of people eating at the establishment, it is open until 6-7pm, to extend when the cafe/restaurant becomes more popular. So if you're ever in Melbourne, check the place out. You can also catch the 112 Tram to St. Kilda and get off at stop 130a!

I took a walk down to Albert Park before dinner. Unfetted back stage access to the up and coming F1 grand prix. Granted, they are still in the process of setting things up so there wasn't that much to see. A few bridgestone sings, tyres etc. the usual.

Change of plan (not that there was a plan)

2007-02-28T01:08:00.000Z

This weekend sees Mardi Gras descend on Sydney in all its camp out-there glory, with the parade happening on Saturday afternoon. No sooner do two Queens depart several thousands take their place ;p I hadn't intended to go hence my being in Melbourne with plans to travel on to Adelaide, but I met two girls (twins no less) at the hostel. They were staying in my dorm and yesterday we went to Melbourne Zoo (which was pointless...cost $22 for 1.5 hours of not a lot - but i have a few photos of kangaroos and sleeping koala's). Anyway, they are headed up to Sydney this morning for 4 nights before heading on to Cairns. I've also received many messages saying I'd be a fool to miss out on the party atmosphere, which is quite heavily family orientated too, so I am taking 3 days out to return to Sydney before travelling on to Adelaide probably Monday (Mum/Dad...I paid for the flight on Visa...deduct from one of my accounts as appropriate pleeease. thank you).

Detour aside, I went for dinner yesterday evening with one of the twins (the other was tired and apparently is a fussy eater so it was just the two of us - sounds like my sister on holidays :p). The bill came to $70 for the two, not bad given we had 3 glasses of wine each in that (might as well have bought the bottle hehe). Emma (the twin I had dinner with) is travelling for 4 months of so, including NZ, so there is a possibility that we might meet up along the way. Her sister, Julie, is only here for 2 weeks before returning to the dreary UK - just as well as she is not partial to hostel living and 'exotic' cuisine - which apparently includes pasta dishes lol. Never mind.

What else have I done? I've not done any swimming since being here. I don't know where there is a pool near by. Took a walk to the QVB market yesterday morning before going to the Zoo (afforementioned) and. The day before I spent 2 hours walking around the National Gallery of Victoria. I find myself visiting all these galleries (I did in Sevilla, Paris and Sydney) but find myself wandering aimlessly, never knowing how long to pause at any one painting/photograph long enough to appreciate its qualities. Not being a huge art fan my visits of art galleries turn out to be more like supert-market dashes. I have some photos of a picasso and I think Rothko...although I may be wrong on the latter. I just wish I could find a place to upload these photos (but Gill, you will be disappointed. I am no more bronzed than before).

This is all for now. I will see if I can upload some photo's when I am back in Sydney - I know a place where it is possible...and free.

More of Melbourne

2007-02-25T21:21:00.000Z

The most conincidental thing happened when I was waiting to check in to the hostel Saturday afternoon. Someone came and sat next to me and when I turned to look it was Sula, one of the German people I met at Big in Sydney. They are staying at the same hostel!! I've also seen another from Big here. So Saturday night we went out to a Kareoke bar. I have photos but no means to transfer them from my camera. I will keep looking. And Internet is expensive here. I am currently at the hostel where they charge $4/hour or $7 for 2 hours. I guess it's expensive as some of the profits used to provide the free milk and pasta all day, as well as the breakfast in the morning.

Melbourne itself I am not all that impressed with. Took a stroll around the CBD yesterday taking in Flinders street station and Federation Square. Today I think I'll do the botanical gardens and then figure out how to get on a tram to St. Kilda.

At this rate it looks like I'll be leaving for Adelaide Saturday.

Arrived in Melbourne

2007-02-24T00:21:00.000Z

Twelve and a half hours later. Yes, that's right. TWELVE AND A HALF HOURS LATER, one stiff neck, arched back, cramped legs, a bus driver less a few screws later (not that I'm sure he had them before), I have arrived in Melbourne courtesy of the overnight service provided by Grey Hound, from Sydney.

First impressions...well, for a start it rained this morning so things are a little damp (that is not to say I got wet, but the ground is). The sky is alive with threatening clouds with whispers of blue being strangled as it fights to break through. I'm staying at the Urban Central hostel for 7 nights. The Grand Prix comes to Melbourne in 3 weeks or so, so I'll be looking to leave before then, Adelaide being the most likely destination. I may or may not drive the Great Ocean Road, it depends on the cost of hiring a car and leaving it in Adelaide. I seem well placed to price car rental where my hostel is based. Right now I am just killing time until I can check-in at 2pm. I have left my backpack in the hostel storage whilst I wile away the hours exploring the streets. Found an internet cafe where you can organise Neighbours tours, with internet access costing $4/hour....in Sydney I was paying between $1.80/hour and $2.50/hour. To think I thought Melbourne would be cheaper. Think I need to shop around some more...I could have sworn at the hostel I heard someone say it was $8/hour, but that could have been them enquiring for two people?

Melbourne

2007-02-21T23:35:00.000Z

It's official. I leave for Melbourne tomorrow evening. I have booked myself in for 7 nights at a hostel near St Kilda. Looking forward to the 12 hour bus journey via Canberra lol. Hopefully I can get some sleep on the bus before I arrive.

I should reveal where I have been staying for the last five weeks of my life in sydney. It is a hostel called Big just 2 minutes walk from Central station, neatly placed to explore the CBD and the city's main attractions (30mins walk to the Opera House). It's clean, quiet and the staff are friendly and helpful. They provide a free continental breakfast each morning and organise the odd BYO BBQ on the roof terrace. Would highly recommend it to anyone visiting Sydney.

It had to happen eventually

2007-02-21T11:36:00.000Z

On three occassions I have left my keys in my room whilst I have used the facilities in an ajoining room, and three times I was fortunate there was someone in the room to let me back in. But this afternoon, finally, it happened. I got in the shower then realised I'd left my bloody keys on my bed. I hoped that someone would have been back at the room by the time I had finished with the 3S's alas it wasn't to be. Towel clad and toiletries in hand I had to go to reception to get a spare key. As I walked to the lift I was hoping it would be empty. Not to be. There was a guy there looking somewhat suprised by my attaire (or lack of). I said jokingly I was on my way to a beach party (it was advertised in the lift) before admitting to locking myself out. If that wasn't bad enough...when I reached the ground floor there were half a dozen or so people waiting to get in. One girl turned to another and asked if I had just got out of the shower? Very observant of her I must say. I then had to walk through the common room (passed more wandering eyes) to reception upon where I was greeted with "locked yourself out?". I was so embarrassed I wasn't quick enough with a come back so just said yes, asked for the key and sheepishly made my way back through the common room, avoiding the lift this time and used the stairs...to be greeted by some bloke asking if I was going to the beach party!! Doh

QE2/QM & last few days

2007-02-21T00:38:00.000Z

Another quiet few days here in Sydney. Just reinforces my need to move on really. I am waiting until the end of today (wednesday) to hear from the agency that contacted me towards the end of last week. If I hear nothing then I will book the greyhound to Melbourne for Friday night.

I've not been up to much really. Yet more walking around the city. Here are some photos I took along the way

Yesterday saw the QE2 and Queen Mary in Sydney for the first time in 65 years. I had planned to be around for the fireworks, but I was 36 miles inland (penrith) having dinner with friends, not returning to the city until 10:30pm, missing the firework extravaganza to mark the occassion. I managed to take a couple of photos of the QE2 docked in Circular Quay, along side the Harbour Bridge, but the QM left dock not long after the fireworks (which I wasn't aware of so my walk to the naval dock this morning bore no photos of the QM).

If you want to see more photos of the actual event then BBC News have some of their own (no doubt provided by getty) as well as from readers.

lone traveller...more like international film critic and general ranter

2007-02-17T03:51:00.000Z

This is becoming less a travel log and more a personal views blog . God help if I get a job. Could you imagine the content? p

Saw another movie yesterday afternoon at the Dendy Cinema, Circular Quay (a whole $1.50 cheaper than greater union on Geroge street, at $14 a show). The film, Perfume: The story of a murderer, based on the novel of the same name by Patrik Suskind, follows the tale of a frenchman, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, as he seeks to capture and preserve scent. Wikipedia has a fuller synopsis of the movie. Worth a watch, more so than Apocolypto (or what ever that other movie I saw was called).

Just back from another 8 lengths of the local pool. It's barely 2:24pm and already I am tired. All this swimming seems to do nothing for my stamina, and leaves me feeling a little worse than before I start. Remind me why people exercise again??

And to add to something I missed off my "what I miss" list.....my car!! I've only seen one Hyundai Coupe (Tiburon here). Is it being used? I expect at least 5k miles on the clock before I return (preferrably miles not driven by my dear sister, not that I'm saying she can't drive...she can...just not my car ;p) Names of cars lead me on to something else too. How much do car companies spend on rebranding bloody cars? Vauxhall here are known as Holden, and many of the other cars, manufacturer name aside, have different model names too. I'm sure there are cost savings in sticking to one name for a model globaly? No doubt they argue that some names can cause offence or do not market so well in some countries. You're losing money faster than you can sell units. Talk to the hand because I'm sick of listening to down beat profit warnings and boo ha about trading forecasts and losses, especially when there are obvious savings!

I have been thinking about purchasing a laptop here too. Found a great place near China town, at the upper end of George Street, by Capital Square. On the first floor there are around 10 shops or so that sell computers/laptops and all manner of hardware. They didn't have much that I liked but (as I'm more style than substance as many of you surely know) I have seen a laptop (dual core running Vista) in Sony Central for AUD$1300. Reasons on a postcard/via email as to why I ought not to buy it :p

Finally took some advice....

2007-02-15T22:56:00.000Z

...hence the delay in updating my blog. Apparently reading about my swimming efforts was becoming rather dull, along with my detailing of the many breaks in cafes I take, so I took a break (not in a cafe....well, ok, perhaps one or two).

So the last few days. Not much to report really. Pretty much the same old. But everytime I convince myself to move on I get a phone call. Yesterday afternoon it-matters phoned to say they had seen my resume (not cv!) on seek.com.au. After a call back because neither of us could be heard over the traffic that roars between the streets and avenues, lined by multi-story buildings (I was shoppig), they asked of my availability and interest in working for a consultancy, initially working as a front-end developer (meaning lots of html/javascript/css etc - oh joy) but later some back-end development. Asked what my market rate was I confessed to not having one but that I believe the market rate to be around $30-40/hour initially, possibly increasing to $50 later on (I was close). This agency seemed pretty on the ball so I am hopefull they will pass on my resume and that an interview will come of this lead.

Work aside, went to see Apocalypto last night. Started off slow. I hadn't read any reviews so had no idea what the movie was about. Turns out it was not in English (subtitiled) and took place sometime during the Aztec/Mayan period, depicting the desecration of one tribe by another, and one man's efforts to save his family from the massacre that ensued. Gruesome in parts, so not really for the faint hearted.

Prior to the movie I went swimming for the first time in 3 whole days! (Yes, I know, I can't resist talking of my athletic efforts). Managed 14 lengths before succumbing to the tiredness of freestyle after a mere 30 meters or so, less so the strain of the arms, more to do with the breathing, or lack of. I just can't find the rhythmn.

What I miss....

2007-02-11T23:04:00.000Z

I've been thinking recently what I miss about the UK. Besides the family (that goes without saying!), I miss the things I have come to take for granted.

For first world country that can be considered "western" there are several niggly things that to me make this place second rate to somewhere like the UK. Banks. There are tens of different banks dotted around the city yet you have to be careful which ATM you use else you'll be charged. How arcane is that having to pay to withdraw your own money!! I think I recall being told when I picked up my account stuff from the bank that they even charge to deposit money. I mean. They hold my money, which they themselves invest and loan out to make a profit, and then have the cheek to ask me to pay to use it!

Then there are shops. Everywhere are signs stating you may be asked to have your bags searched before leaving the store - in some places you have to leave your bag behind a counter. There seems to be an assumption here that everyone is a thief. I guess we didn't export the UK criminal justice system here along with the convicts all those years ago. What happened to innocent until proven guilty? suspicion beyond a reasonal doubt?

One thing I don't miss is the weather! Except today. It was like being in the UK. I regret not packing my umbrella now. I have enough of them at home! Looks like I'll have to buy another. This morning I awoke to torential rain. Then it eased. Great, I thought, I'll go take a walk to China town. When I left the shopping centre it was throwing down again! Not happy. I sit here writing this a little on the damp side. Never mind. At least it's warm.

Finally, thanks Gill for the comments. I'd respond in person but I've forgotten the email address (which I thought I'd remembered). It would appear kelly is becoming an international vagabond too, but with a purpose....to study (with the exception of the skiing trip!). Good to hear the family are well.

Chinese New Year

2007-02-11T11:55:00.000Z

Went out last night (got home around 3:15am) so Katoomba with my German friends didn't happen. Just as well really, as when I spoke to them this evening the weather was awful. They saw nothing of the three sisters, which is a shame.

Instead today saw china town come to life with a parade to mark the start of the Chinese New Year, the year of the pig. A colourful display of dancers, dragons and paper sculptures made up the parade which lasted for over an hour, interspersed with walkers and supporters of different organisations. I managed to take one photograph before my camera decided to hibernate, which was just as well as the heavens openned somewhat. I'll have to borrow get some photo's of someone else to display.

Said goodbye to some of the German friends I've made here this evening. In the morning they travel to Melbourne, so if I don't get a job here in the next 2 weeks then I shall probably follow them down for a day or two. One of them provided me with this photo:

Whilst we had a bottle opener people became impatient so the German's showed off some of their bottle opening skills. This photo show me trying to copy them by opening a bottle of beer with a stove lighter....and failing! How embarrassing.

Last few days

2007-02-10T09:03:00.000Z

Yesterday I attended a registration afternoon with Geoffrey Nathan, not a recruitment agency as I thought, but a recruitment management company. That is to say they don't find jobs for candidates per se, rather forward resumes on to relevant recruitment agencies in Sydney. That said, they have some jobs we could put ourselves forward for so I did so for a job working for the department of transport in near by parramatta. We'll see what comes of this latest attempt to find a contract in Sydney.

Saw Pan's Labrinth yesterday evening at Great Union on George Street. It was an ok movie. I didn't quite follow it all the way through as it was in Spanish with English subtitles, and I struggle to concentrate at the cinema at the best of times. But from what I recall it was set during the Spanish civil war, during the reign of Franco, and the step daughter of some francophile captain embarked on a journey to reach her realm where she is a princess.

Have also kept up the swimming, although yesterday I only did 8 laps and today about 12. I tried freestyling it and managed about 25m before tiring rapidly. I don't remember it being that tiring? Thinking of going out this evening, although some German friends are off to Katoomba tomorrow and have asked if I'd like to join them. It is a tempting offer as I'm running out of things to do in the city, but its $90 and a very early start (around 7am). I would like to go, but perhaps not for the day. It would be good to spend the weekend exploring the blue mountains and participating in the many activities they offer, from organised walked to horse riding. We'll see how big a night tonight turns out to be.

Time roles on

2007-02-08T01:50:00.000Z

Thanks for the comment Dee! I was thinking only this morning that I hadn't text for a while and that I ought to (since I said I would). But this is cheaper - glad you worked it out ;p

Went swimming again yesterday. Think I managed about 16 laps before succumbing to the few remnants of sun that were left in Sydney for a while. Yesterday it rained some followed by a light thunder storm. Apparently we have more forecast for the coming days..but at least its not snow! Perhaps my sister will get round to using her snowboard somewhere...perhaps a sleigh ride in the Breacon Beacons? :p For now, I'm happy with the sun. Everyone else can enjoy the snow on my behalf :p

Considered leaving Sydney a week today. I've paid up for another the next week, and reserved another beyond that. But today I got a phonecall from Geoffrey Nathan recruitment. I've arranged to go along tomorrow to register so I'll wait for a few more weeks to see what fruit it bares - if any. It seems to have a good hourly rate (circa $30/ph) so hopefully I'd be able to rent my own appartment should I get a position somewhere, one with a pool perhaps, then I won't have to pay to swim at the local acquatic centre. It would also be a good way to increase me daily number of lengths without the extra effort as im sure any pool in a condominium would not be 50m :D

PO Box and TFN

2007-02-06T08:02:00.000Z

Signed up today to Travellers Contact Point for a mail holding/forwarding service for the rest of my stay in Australia. It gives me a single point of contact for companies and beaurucratic things whilst I am on the move in Australia. Not bad for a yearly fee of $50 [Mum/dad, paid by credit card so please feel free to settle the bill until my return - THANKS].

Once I had this address I set about registering for my TFN (Tax File Number, Australia's equivalent of National Insurance). Apparently it will take 28 days to process but I have an application number to give employers in the meantime (if i ever find one) so hopefully I will not hit the 47% tax bracket from the outset.

After some lunch (I made a healthy pan fried beef salad at the hostel) I read a little (on my 3rd book already - Lee Child's 'One shot' is my current read) I took a stroll through town and headed for the pool. Managed to do 14 laps today before feeling the need to work on my tan some more on the sun deck. I proceeded to undo the good work of 14 laps with a packet of crisps and a bounty, at an astonishing cost of $4.20!!.

Alex flew to Adalaide this morning so now it's Amarone and myself in our dorm who communicate (the rest say hi but that's about it) and a German guy who had been in our dorm but switched rooms, 'The girl' (his girlfriend, but he always refers to her that way) and his other German friends. Perhaps we'll go out somewhere tonight, who knows. Guess I'll find out when I head back to the hostel. Will perhaps meet up with Alex in Adalaide if I make it there before he returns to study in Sweden.

Athleticism

2007-02-05T12:51:00.000Z

Enquired at two retail stores for casual work today, but both want resumes sent in and experience of working in a retail environment. I have neither, but I think I'll drop my resume (thanks for the tip david!) in...what have I to lose (apart from 30c per resume I print. I also signed up to another agency and applied for a .NET dev role in the finance industy. I won't hold my breath but another agency should increase my chances of finding a contract, I hope. After that little foray in to the job world I went swimming for an hour or so. Managed 10 lengths of a 50m pool before deciding to take a dip in the hydrotherapy pool (read toddlers pool since they always seem to be in there - so much for relaxation) before completing a further 2 laps. Not a lot, I know, but more than when I first got in the pool 2 weeks ago.

Alex leaves for Adelaide tomorrow so he, Amarone and I went to see "The Last King of Scotland". This is the second time I've seen the movie as I'd watched most of it on the flight over (as well as "Departed" and "The Queen" - it was a long flight, and had the entertainment system not crashed im sure I could have fitted a 4th in lol). It's quite a good film, although I am not sure how accurate it is in its portrayal. Was Dr Carrigan real or just a figment of some writers imagination just so he could demonstrate the lengths Amin was prepared to go through by hanging him up by his flesh? Some research should I ever get too bored here in Sydney :p

Quiet Few Days

2007-02-03T12:14:00.000Z

The last few days have been pretty quiet. Yesterday Alex and I walked to Centennial park and the along the so called "oxford mile" of boutiques and clubs along oxford street, which stretches from the city to Bondi Junction before going for a swim in the afternoon (after those pictures below I think I need to work on my physique as well as my tan!). In the evening I went to Parramatta for dinner before returning to the hostel.

Today has been pretty lazy. I've not heard from any of the three agencies I have signed up with. Despondant? Yes, a little. This evening picked up a little with Alex, Amarone, and myself having a BBQ on the roof terrace of the hostel. We later joined by our German room mate and his friends. I was supposed to join them for a night out, alas I have the remnanats of a cold, thanks in part, I'm sure, to the air con in our dorm.

Providing my coughing has returned to normal limits I think I will go enquire about a retail job I saw advertised for yd.. They'll probably say no, so I'll give it two more weeks in Sydney before I consider moving on. Sydney is a great place, but I'm running out of free things to do. I don't want to end up paying to walk the city (which I've done countless times) or sit in the hostel and read. At least I have company for the next few days before my Student friends move on to study.

Plan on returning to Manly tomorrow. Hopefully a good dose of sun will rid this irritating niggly cough :p

Bondi to Coogee

2007-01-31T07:11:00.000Z

Caught the train to Bondi Jnc. this morning ($4 return). Spent half an hour or so walking around the Westfield shopping centre doing a little window shopping as most things were a little beyond what my budget would allow until I find gainful employment. When temptation became too much to bare any more I caught the 378 bus ($1.70 1-way) to Bondi beach for an hour or two of cloud bathing with the odd spell of sun. Not the best beach day in many respects, but thankfully the weather was not as hot as yesterday (it was so hot the aircon in the dorm needed resetting as it had a turn and the fridge in the communcal kitchen keeled over requiring maintenance). Why everyone raves about Bondi is beyond me. I found the place unimpressive. Perhaps because the sun was not out in full force making the beach unpopular (at least we had choice of where to place my towel).

After a light roasting here we headed off along the coastal walk to Coogee, a 2 hour walk apparently although we did it in that time with time to stop and swim in the salt water infinity pool at Bronte. From Bondi to Tamamara to Bronte to Coogee...either of these beaches today could have been a private hide-away with only few souls venturing out in the cloud filled skies to top up their tan, ride some waves or take a stroll. Upon reaching Coogee we caught the 318 bus ($2.90) back to Bondi Jnc. for the return train for Central, pulling in around 4pm. It was nice to get back to the hostel for a cool shower and chill out for a while.

Just been handed a ticket before I left for the internet cafe giving free entry to some club on Oxford street this evening. Think a few of us are going to head over and see what it's like. If it's rubbish then we leave and lose nothing. Booked a 3rd week at the hostel this evening too. Tomorrow I am going to start looking for a job in ernest and not just apply for one now and then.

Harbour Bridge & North Sydney

2007-01-28T11:37:00.000Z

Today Alex and I took a stroll over the Harbour Bridge to North Sydney. There are some great views of the Opera house to be had from the bridge, however walking along it feels like being in some prison owed to the security fencing to prevent suicides, one presumes. There were signs along the bridge stating it was an offence to climb on the bridge and that the maximum penalty was $2200. Surely the maximum penalty would be death?

To me, the north shores of Sydney offer the best views of the city, with skyscrapers flanked by the two iconic structures of the city. It seemed something of a hidden secret as the north shores were suprisingly devoid of tourists (with Alex and I being the exception, of course). There we sat for half an hour taking in the what must be the best vista in Sydney.

This evening was spent sat in front of the Opera House watching the finals of the mens tennis live from Melbourne. Several thousand people turned out to watch the match making a great atmosphere. And what better a setting? As the sun slid from the sky the city stood out silloueted against a fading light. A shame really that I did not RTFM throughly before leaving as I had no idea how to make use of it to achieve the best photos given the light conditions. Never mind. Practice makes perfect I guess.

Walking back from the tennis I happened upon some furry friends having a late night snack on Macquarie Street. Two Possoms happily eating away and quite content with three or four of us to take photos whilst they did so.

And thus concludes my 11th night in Sydney : )

Australia Day & Manly

2007-01-27T06:23:00.000Z

Yesterday saw Australians (and tourists) celebrate Australia day. Throughout the day there were free concerts around the city, street performers (one a contortionist who could squeeze her body inside a 43cm square glass box!!), a regatta on the harbour and classic cars with the finale that took place at Cockle Wharf in the form of propaganda as to why Australia is such a great place to live and a list of people who had become citizens on the day (I was half expecting someone to hand me an application form for residence and expect me to sign it...would I have if they had??? The million dollar question :p) Which leads me nicely on to the fireworks display which followed. In true spectacular Aussie style Cockle Wharf came alive with music and an outstanding 15 minute firework display purported to have set the city back a cool $1million. Sadly I have no photos of the fireworks, but I will see if I can get some from friends at the hostel.

After the fireworks a load of us from the hostel went on to Scubbers, a basement pub on george st., not far from China Town. Four beers and I called it a night (think I've become a lightweight!!).

This morning I went to Manly beach, $12.80 and a ferry ride away on the north shores of sydney. The weather was great when we left and I was expecting a right roasting but after an hour the clouds rolled in and it became rather chilly with the blustery onshore winds of the south pacific.

Another day...

2007-01-25T01:06:00.000Z

Well, it's official. I can't cut it as a data entry clerk apparently. I failed the test, at least one half of the test. It was in two sections. The first was a number test entering order forms etc and the second was inputting a short text (short as in one side of A4) in a set period. I did not so well on the numbers and aced the typing, achieving 74 wpm!! Even they said that was exceptional (given they ask for between 50-60wpm), but as my numbers let me down (think I scored just over 54% factored with error rate) they were not willing to take me on. Fine. Move on. I'm not down beat. I don't think it would have paid that many $$'s/hour anyway. I should keep in mind that I will be taked initially at 47% and then most probably 29% so either percentage of a small sum would leave me will little really. I am in high spirits though. I had a phone call of a recruitment agency, to whom I sent my CV yesterday afternoon. Hopefully this will bare fruit...and a contract job at that, so it's not all bad.

Work aside, I am still here to travel and see the place. Yesterday I went to the NSW art gallery with someone I met from the youth hostel and then went for dinner in China town. Then today, with another fellow hosteler (from Sweden, the former is American, both here to in Australia on exchange programmes with their respective Universities) we went to Darling Harbour, taking in the martime museum. I have no photos from the last two days as the weather has not been great. Drizzle and overcast is the forecast of the day. Hopefully it will improve for tomorrow - Australia Day. It's a public holiday and the city is awash with marquee's putting on different events. I beileve there is even a fireworks display around the Harbour. Incidentally, whilst I remember and on topic re: harbour events, I read yesterday that in February both the QEII and Queen Mary, the worlds two largest cruise ships, will be in Sydney Harbour. It is a rare event and I think they plan some celebration for this too.

I promised photos..

2007-01-25T00:56:00.000Z

...in no particular order, here are some I've taken over my first week - most, I'm afraid, are of the Opera house and Harbour Bridge (I'm a tourist after all!) :P Spot me!

Interview

2007-01-22T05:48:00.001Z

Over the weekend I sent my CV off to an agency in application for a data entry clerk. They wanted at least 12 months experience of DE and an ability to type 10000 characters per hour, or between 50-60 words a minute. Had a phone call today and I've arranged an interview for Wednesday afternoon. It will involve a test to assess my typing and if I pass I am put on a register for work through the agency. I just took a typing speed test and hit 64 WPM with 4 mistakes, so I am hopeful I will pass and finally earn some money. It will be nice to return to work after almost 4 months off.

I spent this afternoon shopping round for a suit or something suitable to wear to an interview. I am kicking myself for not bringing my own out with me now (apart from a tie with pre-prepared with a windsor knot (thanks dad!)). I've managed to pick up a nice pair of trousers for $59.95 and a belt for $30. I also bought a shirt for $21.95 but I think I'll go and find another tomorrow which has a better fit. I've still to find shoes...another task for tomorrow. The interview itself is not for a specific job from what I gather but to be registered with an agency for work as and when it comes in. It won't be anywhere near the rates for contracting but sufficient enough to cover hostel costs and other expenses without the need for me to depleat further my savings. So I look forward to taking a test in speed typing to see if I meet their requirements. I will have to point out that I am slightly handicaped in that the keyboard layout here is slightly different to that in the UK hehe.

That aside, yesterday saw me take the train to Paramatta. There isn't a lot there really other than a huge shopping complex (westfields). I should have done my shopping there yesterday because it would have saved an awful lot of walking around town today. This morning before I arranged the interview I took a stroll to The Rocks, an area just across the harbour from the Opera house supposedly the landing sight of the first settlers and has some quaint architecture.
According to moy guide book there are cobbled streets, but I failed to come across them. I'll have to return and try again...afterall, I have a couple of months left :p

For those wanting photos - I have lots (mostly of the Opera house and Harbour Bridge) but the PCs in the internet Cafe do not have memory card slots so I am at a loss as to how to upload them. The IC does offer a service where I can burn them to CD....so they must have a machine here somewhere with a memory card slot.

Finally here

2007-01-20T00:15:00.000Z

Before I start, I have some important advice for anyone wishing to perhaps join me in Australia. Firstly when flying DON'T travel economy, and secondly break the journey with a couple of days in Hong Kong or Dubai! Needless to say the flight between Heathrow and Hong Kong was long (over 11 hours) with an hour and a half stop in Hong Kong to refuel, stretch those legs and breathe fresh air before jumping back on the plane for another 8 hours 45mins flight to Sydney. In all, can't really fault the service offered by Vigrin. A good choice of movies to watch (on demand) although the infilght system did crash at least twice leaving us without entertainment for an hour or so (greatful it was the entertainment that crashed and not the software flying the aircraft :p)

Arrived in Sydney @ 7:45am Thursday to sunshine, clear skies and a cool 24C!! I've already taken in the Opera House (from the outside), harbour bridge and aqcuainted myself with the shopping centre (I thought Paris was good, but Sydney is now my preferred shopping destination!). I have applied for two jobs but I don't hold out much hope given I did not pay enough attention when editing my CV so any recruiter will be left baffled and thinking I'm an eejit (please, no comments to confirm this fact, ignorance, afterall, is bliss....as is denial :p)

That's all for now. Not much, I know, but I have only been here three days.

New Year brings impending departure

2007-01-10T15:57:00.000Z

No sooner is one over I am already looking forward to the next! Happy 2007, by the way!

Six days remain between me and my flight to Sydney. That is six more days of packing, unpacking, shopping, yet more shopping, packing, finalising, a lot more unpacking and a great deal of anticipation. Daunted? Me? No - at least not yet. If you have my number phone me when I get to check in! :p

It's no mean feat packing for a year away. What do you take? What is essential and what can be acquired along the way? Two days ago I came across Travel Independent. If only I had come across this website before I spent the last three months shopping for my year away! It has a wealth of information compiled by vetrans of the backpacking world with suggestions on how to travel light. Of course, it doesn't take in to consideration working holidays. This has been my stumbling block. Should I take a smart shirt, tie and trouers for interviews or worry about that when I get there? (My conclusion is to worry about it when I arrive - afterall, I may decide not to seek office work but casual labour that whilst low paid permits for greater freedom).

Communication whilst aborad is also something I am only now giving proper thought to. With the explosion of the Internet and use of the World Wide Web, it is not difficult to find an internet cafe with reasonable rates to send emails, update blogs and generally keep in touch with the outside world. But so many of us have come to rely on our own mobile communications, specifically our mobiles. I had intended to buy a new phone when I arrive in Australia but thinking about practicalities such as carrying multiple phones and chargers when on the move it makes much more sense to unlock my current mobile and just buy a SIM when I arrive. Alternatively, I came across a service via rough guides which permits the same thing but it is aimed more towards travellers visiting many countries. You buy a SIM card from them and keep the same number whilst benefiting from reasonable call charges regardless of the country. There are limitiations to services in different countires depending on the network technology implementation (70%+ of countries use GSM, as we in the UK do, but others like the USA use CDMA), but buying a tri- or quad band phone would ensure you have coverage of both!.

Review: Paris

2006-12-05T13:33:00.000Z

Five hours after touching down in Heathrow on my return from Sevilla I was aboard Eurostar heading for the French Capital. It did concern me slightly after arranging Paris if five hours was enough time to account for possible delays in the return flight, negotiating customs and immigration and getting from Heathrow to Waterloo. Thankfully there was no delay, immigration and customs took no time, nor did the wait for my luggage. Thirty minutes and two tubes later I arrived with over three hours to play with.

I should add that Paris almost never happened. When I went to collect my tickets I was asked for my credit card which I duly handed over only to be told it was not the card I had purchased the tickets with (the question was a little misleading as I had paid by debit card). I stood baffled for five minutes before turning to my wallet to look see what else I could offer. Thankfully the only other card I was carrying happened to be the card I had purchased the tickets with online.

Drama over, upon boarding it took a little under three hours to reach Paris Nord. There was no immigration control at the station so it was a question of locating the nearest exit and subsequently my hotel, which I chose for its proximity to the station - Hotel Nord, right opposite the station. On arrival I checked in, and had an early night having been travelling since 6am, with little sleep prior to that.

Wednesday I spent the day walking around the right bank trying to familiarise myself with the area, but also with the aim of finding Rue de Rivoli so I could exchange my voucher for a five day travel pass. After an hour or so of walking in the general direction, a stop off at Starbucks for a coffee, a coissant, but ultimately so I could play tourist and get the map out to find where I was, I so happened upon the street, and as if planned by the office where I would get my pass. I spent the rest of the afternoon walking the Tuileries gardens, the Louvre, Chatlet and the many streets between there and the hotel.

Thursday I returned to The Louvre but this time to visit its many arts of work within. It is entirely possible to spend days walking the galleries of masterworks and sculptures. I had intended two days, but instead spent around 4 hours walking the sully galleries of Medival, Egyptian, Greek and Asian artefacts before finally succumbing to the main attraction within the museum - La Gioconda - more commonly known as the 'Mona Lisa'.

Friday I took in Notre Dame, the Eiffel Tower, and the Musee D'orsay, the Grand Arch and a bit of shopping inetween. I have to say prices in Sevilla are by far less expensive that Paris. H&M, Zara for Men, C&A (yes! they still trade on the Continent) all faired better in Sevilla. One ofthe great things about the Euro aside not having to carry multiples currencies on the continent is te ability to easily compare prices. Clothes are at least 10Euro more expensive in Paris and coffee (or a rather generous espresso) can be double what one would expect to pay in Sevilla. C'est la vie. You have to accept that Sevilla is not in the same league as Paris.

Saturday I spent time walking Boulevard Lafayette (it seemed to never end, I ought to have used the metro) to take in the uber-chic 'Grand Magasins' of Printemp and the Gallarie Lafayette. 'Grand magasins' come with grand prices, and not even I would pay 190Euro for a pair of jeans, regardless of their name. Ridiculous prices aside, the window displays of Gallarie Lafayette were something special - if you could see past the throng of people gathering outside each one to watch the mechanical spectacular of what can only be described as metal pink and turqoise incarnations of bill and ben [flowerpot men] as well as other characters clattering away in time with some festive music. After tempting myself with some parisian retail therapy I took in some final monuments including the La Basilique du Sacré Coeur de Montmartre, and the Place de Concord and Champs Elysee at night and the now infamous Moulin Rouge. I have to say of the Basilique and Notre Dame I found the interior of the Basilique to be more grand in style and appearence - perhaps because the interior was illuminated as there was a rehersal taking place inside for a broadcast the following day.

Whilst I spent five days in Paris, I must return one summer to take in the many sights I did not get to see this time round. I imagine Paris to quite something wandering the many streets and sitting outside the countless cafe/bars, bathed in the summer sun. A bien tot!

Review: Sevilla

2006-12-05T13:17:00.000Z

Seven days in Sevilla, not quite seven days in the sun, nonetheless seven days of culture, relaxation and lots of walking (and only one day of rain!!) On my arrival I sought out the tourist info for information on buses to the centre. Taxi's were readily available, and there is a set fee of around 20Eur (ca. 22Eur if you require a taxi between 22:00 and 07:00 if I recall), but I had been informed the bus takes you to the centre for only 2Eur40! Once I arrived at Avendia del Cid (the last stop) it was a choice of either finding the bus stop for the central circular route or hailing a taxi - I chose the latter and it set me back a 7Eur as I gave the guy a tip for tolerating my lack of Spanish and for giving me a sense of direction when it came to finding the main shopping area from my hotel.

Sevilla is steeped in much history heavily influenced by the moors. Their biggest mark in mondern day Sevilla would be the minuret which now forms part of the Cathedral. It is a shame that at the time of my visit that so much of Sevilla seemed under construction. They are part way though installing a new tram "network" around Avendia de Constitucion and the Catherdral, as well as many other small plaza's. But the historic sense of Sevilla was not lost and all construction is forgotten when meandering the narrow cobbled streets of Santa Cruz, the old Jewish quater of Sevilla.

Thankfully Sevilla is a small enough city which can be easily walked, and if walking is not your thing taxi's are pretty cheap. If you really feel brave you could always try and fathom the local buses - I'm sure it is straight forward once you've used it once or twice. Driving in Sevilla is not really an option. Crossing a road you risk life or limb - in some cases even on pavements with scooters. Parking is a nightmare and whilst there are public car parks, locals have developed a skill which most of us would only be familiar with in a fair ground. They bump their way in to the smallest of spaces leaving barely enough space to slide a sheet of paper between their bumpers. And it appeared to be a right of passage for your car to have at least one bump or scrape! They are also quite impatient drivers, which suprises me given most of Sevilla is one way and if one car stops (taxi's tend to pick up passengers, and if there is a medical emergency as I once witnessed whilst having coffee the surrounding area grinds to a halt) then Sevilla is brought to life with a cacophony of car horns.

Destination: Sydney

2006-11-17T14:34:00.000Z

For all those wondering if/when I would get round to booking my flight to Australia, the deed has been done. It has been, I agree, a long time coming. I leave on the 16th January, stopping off in Hong Kong then onwards to Sydney, a place to call home for 3 months or so.

It has taken so long to confirm a departure date as I had been waiting for confirmation that my overseas account had been opened. On applying I was informed it could take up to 6 weeks, but it has taken just over 3 weeks. Were I not heading for Seville and Paris over the next two weeks I could have conceivably have left this month (as I had originally hoped - see earlier blog), but my family are happy in that I spend Christmas with them once again, and I am happy to spend some time travelling Europe, albeit two cities within it before I go.

Destination: Paris

2006-11-14T21:09:00.000Z

Contrary to my last blog and my thoughts of travelling to Madrid and possibly Barcelona after my week in Seville, I have had a change of heart and decided to spend 5 nights in Paris. As much as it pains me to make it to Seville airport for my return flight so early in the morning (8am which means check in @ 6am) I am going to experience the eurostar to Paris. It will be a hectic day of travelling as my train leaves 4 hours after my arrival back in the UK from Seville - I just hope my flight is on time. According to flightontime.info I can expect on average a 20 minute delay. Time will tell.

Destination: Seville

2006-11-12T23:26:00.000Z

With a little time on my hands before Australia I have decided to fit in week in Seville. I leave a week Tuesday in search of warmth and culture. I have booked a return flight but I may not use it. A oneway flight was £49 and a return £79.80, so I've booked a return should I decide after a week to return, but I am tempted to take a train up to Madrid and possibly Barcelona and extend my stay. I hear the weather isn't all that great (rain) but I hope it is in a warmer atmosphere. Certainly today it was as I met a friend for coffee overlooking Swansea bay. It truly is a great sight (even if the light was fading and the sky overcast) - with a little sun it would be a perfect place to call home. Sadly, with it being winter those happy days of glistening waters, yellow sands and warmth of the summer are over for another 6 months at least. I believe it is true what they say, that there is no place like home, but to know that I also believe you have to experience something else before you can say with conviction. Paolo Coelho wrote a wonderful book entitiled "The Alchemist" which explores that very idea. A story of a Porteguese sheperd who leaves for the desert shores of North Africa in search of treasure but ulimately ends up discovering himself, and where he belongs.

Home owner no more

2006-11-07T09:39:00.000Z

Well, it is official. It has been a little over three weeks since I ceased to be a home owner. With one less tie in the UK I have been busy forging ties in Australia, having opened a bank account in Sydney. I'm told it is not necessary to open an account before my arrival but I thought it prudent to do so as I do not wish financial documentation to be sent to hostels or PO Box numbers. I can confirm that HSBC is the worlds local bank, and they have been most helpful in assisting in the process (which is suprisingly straight forward). Of course, there is no need to open up a bank account for travelling only purposes - I am only doing so as I have a working holiday visa, and thus intend to work for part of my time. Nationwide provide a flex account which can be used to make withdrawls from cash points worldwide for no fee!

Beginning of the End leading to a new beginning

2006-10-19T10:22:00.000Z

You'll have to excuse the lack of blogs over the last month - there has been little really to report other than frustration with the little progress that was being made on the completion of the transfer of my now, as of yesterday - though I've yet to receive the funds so I deem the contract to be unfulfilled, former property. That aside as I wish to draw a firm line under the whole saga, I will soon be able to book my flight to Australia.

I have given up on the idea and desire to spend a month in Switzerland studying french due to time constraints and my want to be in Sydney for Christmas and New Year. With the house having taken 2 months longer to complete than I would have liked, going to Switzerland now would mean I would not arrive in Australia until early-mid December. Having done a prelimenary sweep of youth hostels over the festive period for availability, there is, as one would expect, little if any beds available to book. This leaves really finding a suitable apartment or flatshare. Ideally I'd like an apartment, but I think with much to sort out re: bank accounts etc. I think that is too big an ask to have in place before Christmas. Thus I am left with looking for a flatshare, which at the end of the day makes better economic sense as costs are shared, and will also mean I get to meet people from the day I move in.

The beginning....well, not quite

2006-08-04T16:34:00.000Z

For some years I have wanted to travel, to see the world first hand, and experience the rich cultures and diversity that can be found on almost every continent. In April this year I took the first steps in realising my amibition by applying for a working visa in Australia, which to my suprise was granted within 24 hours!

Now before I receive a flurry of comments/emails stating the obvious - that Australia is but one continent and not the world - might I elaborate on my plans (or lack thereof). The visa is but a means to an end. Many Brits flock to Australia every year seeking sun and adventure, afterall it makes the perfect starting point for any would be traveller, in particular those who have little experience in travelling alone, if only because being British we already speak the lingo thus feel more at ease.

I have chosen Australia for this reason but also for its proximity to Asia and (I hope) the ease of finding short term (contract) work in Sydney so I do not have to use the entirity of my savings from the last three years of work. I have provisionally only planned a year away; three months in Sydney working; three months in Asia; back to Sydney for a further three months of work; then three months to travel Australia and New Zealand. Depending on my financial solvency I may then head home via the Americas before returning to the UK financially poorer but personally wealthier!

To this end, I am now in the process selling my share in a property I bought two years ago, before finally resigning. Once both these are complete I can then look to finalise a date for which I will head for Australia to begin what I hope will be a life changing experience that can only broaden my horizons and open up new opportunities for the future. I say can look as I do hope to be able to enroll on an intensive French Course, in France or Switzerland, beforehand. Whilst I speak a little French, and a little more German, I am sadly mono-linguistic. This is something I dearly want to change and it can only help the lone traveller as they meander their way around the world.

And after this 'expidtion'...who knows. I have two thoughts at present. To return to University and study for a Masters in International Politics, or seek work for an NGO (Non-Government Organisation), perhaps in Africa (cue the French :p).