Possibly the only non-boring Bern attraction is the Einstein Museum. A short walk across the bridge from the Old City, I spent a wonderful 3 hours perusing through the ins-&-outs of Albert’s life.
One interesting tidbit was that he once issued an ultimatum to his wife – she had to accept his rules about their marriage, which included him never having to have sexual relations with her, or else it was over. She didn’t accept his terms & their relationship ended. He was quite the ladies man...what with all that testosterone stimulating his hair into an absolute frenzy...he drove women mad!!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
11th Jan - On To Bern - A Boring Place Indeed!
I left Geneva, & my lovely hotel room, bound for the not-so-distant city of Bern. I arrived in Bern by train & walked 10 mins to my hotel. Could they really call themselves a hotel? More like a hostel really - horrible!! And I paid quite a bit for it too. So, it was really bothersome when I ventured outside & discovered Bern.
Bern is the capital of Switzerland – a surprise in itself. Apart from that, & perhaps also that Einstein spent many of his ingenious years here, there’s really not much more to say about this very boring city. Even the cafes, & the coffees, were boring. I was here for 2 nights only - just had to grin & bear it. My advice, just never go there...why would you?
Bern is the capital of Switzerland – a surprise in itself. Apart from that, & perhaps also that Einstein spent many of his ingenious years here, there’s really not much more to say about this very boring city. Even the cafes, & the coffees, were boring. I was here for 2 nights only - just had to grin & bear it. My advice, just never go there...why would you?
UN Closed
Once I’d finished at the Red Cross Museum, I walked back towards the bus stop & saw the United Nations building, with all its flags, standing there prominently. Bummer, it was closed. So, I could only stand outside of it & take a few happy snaps. Maybe one day when I’m invited to give a speech there, I’ll get a chance at taking a few better pictures.
Red Cross Museum
On the Saturday, after lounging around my room most of the morning, then grabbing a quick Chinese lunch, I headed out to the Red Cross Museum. I had to catch a bus (another free ride) to get out there, wherever it was. The snow was thick on the ground out there & I was sad that I didn’t have anyone to throw snowballs at.
When I got there, I paid the entrance fee & went through to the museum. I spent over 2 hours there & learned all about the Red Cross, which was started up in 1863 based on the ideas of a Swiss guy called Henri Dunant. His ideas concerned the care for the sick & wounded during combat. I really didn’t know the Red Cross interest in humanitarian causes (esp concerning human suffering) were so diverse. There is also a Red Crescent (Muslim-based) society, but no Jewish equivalent.
If you’re interested in humanitarian issues, this museum is a must-see if in Geneva.
When I got there, I paid the entrance fee & went through to the museum. I spent over 2 hours there & learned all about the Red Cross, which was started up in 1863 based on the ideas of a Swiss guy called Henri Dunant. His ideas concerned the care for the sick & wounded during combat. I really didn’t know the Red Cross interest in humanitarian causes (esp concerning human suffering) were so diverse. There is also a Red Crescent (Muslim-based) society, but no Jewish equivalent.
If you’re interested in humanitarian issues, this museum is a must-see if in Geneva.
Geneva - Old Town Wanderings
After settling in to the room, I decided to get out & explore the town a bit. Prepped with a tourist map, I headed down across the bridge towards the old town. There weren’t too many people out & about for a Friday afternoon. There seemed to be some really nice little cafes & restaurants scattered about the place, & I was eager to try a few.
Once in downtown Geneva, I crossed the tram tracks on the main street, then walked up the fairly steep (& slippery from snow) slope that took you into the Old Town. It was a quaint place, like many of the old towns throughout Europe, with roughly cobblestoned streets, charming shop signs & displays, & a kind of rustic elegance. After a walk through, which took all of 20 mins, I headed back down to the main street, & aimed myself towards the overly packed cafe I’d walked past earlier where I then proceeded to indulge myself in hot chocolate & chocolate tart – no wonder I put on weight on this trip!
Once in downtown Geneva, I crossed the tram tracks on the main street, then walked up the fairly steep (& slippery from snow) slope that took you into the Old Town. It was a quaint place, like many of the old towns throughout Europe, with roughly cobblestoned streets, charming shop signs & displays, & a kind of rustic elegance. After a walk through, which took all of 20 mins, I headed back down to the main street, & aimed myself towards the overly packed cafe I’d walked past earlier where I then proceeded to indulge myself in hot chocolate & chocolate tart – no wonder I put on weight on this trip!
Monday, February 15, 2010
8th Jan - Arrival in Geneva
After a relatively quick flight to Geneva, I found my way to the Info Centre. To my delight I learned that the Swiss really know how to treat their visitors – they offer free public transport to visitors for their stay there! So I jumped on my free train ride & shortly afterwards was in the central train station. My hotel was located conveniently just across the road.
I fronted up for check in at the Hotel Warwick. The staff there were so polite & professional – a huge step up from most of the other countries I’d travelled to. And, I got a free upgrade to a business suite – beautiful!! I knew for the next 3 nights, I would be relaxed & comfy.
I fronted up for check in at the Hotel Warwick. The staff there were so polite & professional – a huge step up from most of the other countries I’d travelled to. And, I got a free upgrade to a business suite – beautiful!! I knew for the next 3 nights, I would be relaxed & comfy.
Minus 10 Degree Trip
After being in Copenhagen for 5 days, it was time for me to continue my travels. Part of me really didn’t want to leave – I was far too comfy here. But I had to push on, even though I was well-and-truly over travelling at this point.
I booked an early flight out, so had to be at the airport at 6am. That meant catching the train at 4:45am!! So, I headed out the door in temperature of minus 10 degrees, bracing myself & focusing on the end target – the station. Marie had offered to walk with me - I thought she was really kind in a very crazy way & declined the offer.
It was only a 10 min walk, but I was a bit nervous walking through the dark streets at that hour. I received a nice text from Bec as I was walking which made me feel thought of & protected in a way. I made it safely & there were even a couple of other people at the station at this time - incredible!
I booked an early flight out, so had to be at the airport at 6am. That meant catching the train at 4:45am!! So, I headed out the door in temperature of minus 10 degrees, bracing myself & focusing on the end target – the station. Marie had offered to walk with me - I thought she was really kind in a very crazy way & declined the offer.
It was only a 10 min walk, but I was a bit nervous walking through the dark streets at that hour. I received a nice text from Bec as I was walking which made me feel thought of & protected in a way. I made it safely & there were even a couple of other people at the station at this time - incredible!
Catch Up with Maria in Copenhagen
I also wanted to catch up with Maria while I was in Copenhagen, a friend I met on a bus trip from Oslo to Copenhagen some months back, as I probably wouldn’t get the chance again for a long time. So we set a time & place, & I took the train into the city.
We talked & talked all day (over coffee, cake, & lunch) until we realised it was getting quite late & I had to head back. But before I left, she bought me a reminder souvenir of my time in Copenhagen – a Little Mermaid magnet.
I got down on my knees to receive this most precious offering. Then we said our goodbyes at the train station. A lovely day out filled with laughs & good company!
We talked & talked all day (over coffee, cake, & lunch) until we realised it was getting quite late & I had to head back. But before I left, she bought me a reminder souvenir of my time in Copenhagen – a Little Mermaid magnet.
I got down on my knees to receive this most precious offering. Then we said our goodbyes at the train station. A lovely day out filled with laughs & good company!
Impromptu Sled Ride
When Marie & I were out on one of our forest walks one day, we came across some kids playing on their sleds on a hill. There was quite enough snow to get a good ride down the hill. I urged Marie to come take a look with me, then said I’d love to have a go at doing it. So, she asked a mother that was there if I could borrow a sled for a ride. The woman agreed. Like a big kid, I grabbed the sled & ran to the top of the hill. It looked a bit steeper from the top. Even though I was a wee bit nervous, I took off on the sled. I was going fast, so put my feet out to slow it down a bit, which resulted in me being covered by snow. It was sooooo much fun!!! Marie took a photo of me with her mobile.
Home Away From Home
As usual, it was lovely & relaxing staying with Marie & Mikael at their place in Espergaerde – a home away from home, not that I have anywhere I could call a home nowadays. Marie & I went for walks in the forest & chatted a lot. She’s so easy to be around – we must have known each other in a past life.
Back Up To Copenhagen
I’d booked a flight to Copenhagen so that I’d stay with friends (Marie & Mikael) during a time that I knew I’d be a bit down. And, besides, I really wanted to see them again before I headed back to Sydney as I may not see them again for a long time.
My arrival in Copenhagen after dark was cool (about minus 6 degrees) & crisp. Thankfully, I only had to catch one train that took me all the way through to Espaergarde. I got to Espaergarde station & was met by Marie – a sight for sore eyes - & we walked back to her house.
My arrival in Copenhagen after dark was cool (about minus 6 degrees) & crisp. Thankfully, I only had to catch one train that took me all the way through to Espaergarde. I got to Espaergarde station & was met by Marie – a sight for sore eyes - & we walked back to her house.
3rd Jan - Saying "goodbye" at Heathrow
I knew it would be sad saying “goodbye” to Bec, but I promised myself that I wouldn’t cry at all. Even though it marked a time when I’d start travelling on my own again.
Our flights were only a few hours apart – her to Perth, me to Copenhagen. After breakfast at the airport, we said our goodbyes, hurried up by the fact that she was actually late in getting through customs as there was a huge queue. So, it was a quick bye, before she disappeared behind the screen. I didn’t cry, but busied myself by heading to the other terminal & checking in for my flight.
Our flights were only a few hours apart – her to Perth, me to Copenhagen. After breakfast at the airport, we said our goodbyes, hurried up by the fact that she was actually late in getting through customs as there was a huge queue. So, it was a quick bye, before she disappeared behind the screen. I didn’t cry, but busied myself by heading to the other terminal & checking in for my flight.
Scratchy Sheets!
Now, I don’t think I’m too sensitive to detergents & chemicals, but the sheets used at the Crowne Plaza were sooooo irritable that for 2 solid nights I scratched so much I ended up having to wear long pants & a long-sleeve top to bed. I was covered with a rash over most of my body, especially my legs. When I complained about the sheets on check out, the duty manager said that he has the same problem when he stays here – amazing that they don’t do anything about it!!!!
2nd Jan - Dali Gallery
Until I went to this gallery, I had absolutely no idea how sexually adventurous/frustrated/uninhibited Dali was. We spent a couple of hours in the gallery pondering over his images which often portrayed the most unusual aspects of sexuality & humanness. He was a devout Catholic, yet also a very sexual man. So this obviously clashed dramatically at the boundaries & must have caused him more than a bit of anxiety in his life.
A must see if you like art & find yourself in London!
A must see if you like art & find yourself in London!
Relaxing Into London
Our first day in London was spent in cafes & window shopping – nothing too heavy. Went to this fav cafe of mine in Kensington (which Bec also ended up liking too) & just ate & drank for more than a few hours. We did want to go to a movie, but the theatres were a bit out of the way.
Instead, we jumped on a bus to Oxford Circus, then walked across to Westminster Abbey. Bummer – it was closed, so a no go. It was already dark, so we made our way across the bridge & headed to the Dali Gallery which was luckily still open when many other sites weren’t.
After the gallery (see next blog update), we had a bite to eat at a noodle restaurant, then headed back to the hotel.
Instead, we jumped on a bus to Oxford Circus, then walked across to Westminster Abbey. Bummer – it was closed, so a no go. It was already dark, so we made our way across the bridge & headed to the Dali Gallery which was luckily still open when many other sites weren’t.
After the gallery (see next blog update), we had a bite to eat at a noodle restaurant, then headed back to the hotel.
1st Jan - Arrival & Chill Out Night in London
We got in to London about 7pm, jumped in a cab & went to the Crowne Plaza (darling!!!) for our last 2 nights of the holiday. The room was nice. We dumped our stuff & went out for a not-so-nice Indian dinner (hey, I thought all Indian food is meant to be great in London!?!). There were 3 Catholic priests in the table next to us chatting about contemporary Christianity as an extension of a seminar they’d been on that day. Well, yes, I did eavesdrop a bit & found the conversation quite fascinating – would have loved to join them for a chat.
Back at the hotel, Bec & I relaxed from a rather long arduous journey over a couple of movies...nice!
Back at the hotel, Bec & I relaxed from a rather long arduous journey over a couple of movies...nice!
1st Jan - Bus Trip to London
We had a bus trip booked to London the next day. The train trips that day were soooo expensive, the bus was the only viable alternative (really did feel like hitching a ride). We got to the bus terminal well before time, picked up the tickets & had a bite to eat for brunch. But we boarded the bus far too late to get a seat together & so had to make do with sitting across the aisle from each other cause no one was prepared to move.
Then about an hour or two into the trip, we came to the border. It was snowing quite heavily but, nevertheless, we had to unload all our gear from the bus & line up to go through a customs check. Bec was not at all impressed by this particular process! I liked feeling the snow land on my face though.
Back on the bus, we tried to get a bit of sleep – almost impossible for me – despite a couple of American yobbos who insisted on being load so others could hear them.
Then about an hour or two into the trip, we came to the border. It was snowing quite heavily but, nevertheless, we had to unload all our gear from the bus & line up to go through a customs check. Bec was not at all impressed by this particular process! I liked feeling the snow land on my face though.
Back on the bus, we tried to get a bit of sleep – almost impossible for me – despite a couple of American yobbos who insisted on being load so others could hear them.
31st Dec - NYE in Paris
I’d chosen Paris cause it was widely rated as the 2nd best place to be at New Years Eve in the world. Come NYE, Bec & I went to a nicer restaurant in St Germain & had a lovely very French meal – bring on the snails for me!! We then walked all the way back to hotel & were there by 10pm. Then couldn’t really be bothered going down to the Eiffel Tower for a look see at the fireworks, so stayed in & watched a movie. Not the planned event, but it was raining heavily outside, & standing in the rain in the middle of a drunk wild crowd neither of us fancied. So, a relaxing night in seemed a great way to celebrate the end of a wonderful year & introduction of an even better new one.
An Eerie Adventure - Paris Catacombs
I’d heard that an unusual place to check out were the catacombs. I’d missed out on visiting the ones in Rome, & got there too late in Paris to see these last time I was here. But we headed out there, a bit unsure of what to expect, & lined up for an hour to get through the entrance.
After the experience of going deep inside the pyramid a Giza in Egypt, I realised quickly while descending the steps down into the bowels of Paris that I had become somewhat claustrophobic. Interesting – never been claustrophobic before. After the descent, we came upon millions of human skulls & bones all arranged in patterns along the tunnel walls. Built in the 18th century after residents complained about the lack of hygiene from local cemeteries, the bones of over 6 million Parisians were moved here deep underground.
It’s a very eerie, creepy experience walking around down there in a semi-dark environment. No wonder there were so many more guys than girls there.
After the experience of going deep inside the pyramid a Giza in Egypt, I realised quickly while descending the steps down into the bowels of Paris that I had become somewhat claustrophobic. Interesting – never been claustrophobic before. After the descent, we came upon millions of human skulls & bones all arranged in patterns along the tunnel walls. Built in the 18th century after residents complained about the lack of hygiene from local cemeteries, the bones of over 6 million Parisians were moved here deep underground.
It’s a very eerie, creepy experience walking around down there in a semi-dark environment. No wonder there were so many more guys than girls there.
Living the Bohemian Life in Paris
Long sleep ins...late, late nights...writing, reading, writing...cafes, cafes, cafes. It must have been Bec’s influence cause we almost seemed a bit like locals, especially chilling out in local cafes here & there. We did lots of walking, mostly to St Germain to check out shopping opportunities, or cute little cafes. A very relaxed, artistic existence – just what we both wanted here.
One day we found a little cafe which served coffees from all over the world. Unfortunately we stumbled upon this late in the afternoon & because of the strength of the coffees, we were both bouncing off the walls till late into the eve. And that’s only with one each under our belts!
Another day, another little cafe located in St Germain that was just incredibly decorated in this old world style – so quaint - & served to-die-for hot chocolate & other chocolately tarts that filled us both to the brim. Had to roll out of there later.
One day we found a little cafe which served coffees from all over the world. Unfortunately we stumbled upon this late in the afternoon & because of the strength of the coffees, we were both bouncing off the walls till late into the eve. And that’s only with one each under our belts!
Another day, another little cafe located in St Germain that was just incredibly decorated in this old world style – so quaint - & served to-die-for hot chocolate & other chocolately tarts that filled us both to the brim. Had to roll out of there later.
28th Dec - Arrival in Sweet Paris, Again
It was quite a way by train to Paris via Zurich. We had time enough at Zurich train station to grab a quick bite to eat in a smoke-filled cafe before connecting on to Paris.
Arriving in Paris late at night, there was no other acceptable option than grabbing a taxi to our hotel. I wasn’t expecting the high quality of Austria, even though it was still as expensive. And I’m glad my expectations weren’t set too high. The hotel was ok – clean & fairly roomy in a quite central location. We unpacked for the 4 nights we would stay there, then crashed. My second time in Paris this trip – people might think I’m becoming Bohemian!
Arriving in Paris late at night, there was no other acceptable option than grabbing a taxi to our hotel. I wasn’t expecting the high quality of Austria, even though it was still as expensive. And I’m glad my expectations weren’t set too high. The hotel was ok – clean & fairly roomy in a quite central location. We unpacked for the 4 nights we would stay there, then crashed. My second time in Paris this trip – people might think I’m becoming Bohemian!
The Hills Are Alive! Sound of Music Tour
What visit to Salzburg would be complete without a Sound of Music tour? In my mind, none. The tour, lasting about 4 hours, was filled with tunes from the movie filling up the bus trip between sites. Bec & I sang to our hearts delight. We visited various sites featured in the movie ending at the famous fountain the kids danced around – Bec felt compelled to danced about a bit, so had a dance down the stairs. A fun time was had by all!
Salzburg Castle
I’d been looking at the castle up on top of the hill rising above Salzburg for the last few days. The motivation to climb up there had eluded me, but was now suddenly starting to kick in. Yes, we could get a cable car up to the top, but decided not to (too expensive). And the walk up the graduated path wasn’t too bad, especially when taking pics & having a bit of fun along the way.
Bec & I decided to ‘compete’ to see who could take the most arty photos, so we spent quite a bit of time getting the best angles on all the fabulous architecture surrounding us. Inside, there were rooms outlining the history of Salzburg. I most liked the story of the priests having secret passageways to the township so they could pursued their secret sexual liaisons – go boys! There was even a fully preserved medieval loo!!
The view from the tops looking out over the alps was spectacular, especially with the sun dropping down behind the mountains. We stopped & had some tea & soup in one of the cafes that offered a panoramic view – nice.
Bec & I decided to ‘compete’ to see who could take the most arty photos, so we spent quite a bit of time getting the best angles on all the fabulous architecture surrounding us. Inside, there were rooms outlining the history of Salzburg. I most liked the story of the priests having secret passageways to the township so they could pursued their secret sexual liaisons – go boys! There was even a fully preserved medieval loo!!
The view from the tops looking out over the alps was spectacular, especially with the sun dropping down behind the mountains. We stopped & had some tea & soup in one of the cafes that offered a panoramic view – nice.
Runaway Horses
After heading out from an old-style cafe we’d spent a few hours writing in late one afternoon, Bec & I came upon a woman attempting to control her two huge horses & cart in a smallish square. The horses really want to bolt & the woman was on the ground pulling at the reigns with all her might. But her attempt meant that she was being dragged under the cart & Bec & I instinctively ran towards the horses. But then I realised the horses were bolting towards us, & I screamed at Bec to run away from them, which we both did. The horses were slowed by some items getting caught under the cart wheel, & they eventually came to a stop with no one getting hurt. My heart was racing from the burst of adrenaline pumped by fear & I was a bit shaky too. After that exciting interlude, we headed back to the hotel.
Cafes & More Cafes in Salzburg
The old town (Altstadt) was resplendent with gorgeous traditional cafes mixing side-by-side with funky new ones. Bec & I did our best to sample as many as we could in our 4 days in Salzburg. I couldn’t believe that smoking was still allowed in Austria, a seemingly advanced country that was still obviously addicted to their nicotine habit. So whichever cafe or restaurant you ventured into, even if requesting a seat in the non-smoking section (usually small & tucked out of the way), you came out with cigarette stink festering through your clothes & sticking to your skin & hair – a completely filthy state for a non-smoker. Nevertheless, the coffees were quite good & the desserts were great. And relaxing for a few hours in a cafe reading, writing & chatting were opportunities both Bec & I found quite blissful.
25th Dec - Christmas Day in Salzburg
Salzburg was deathly quiet on Christmas Day morning. We knew that nearly all shops in the old town were closed, apart from those run perhaps by non-Christians, so we just stayed in the room, chilled out, called our loved ones, & opened presents. We managed to drag ourselves outside in the afternoon & plonk ourselves into a lovely Italian cafe which served to-die-for hot chocolates (thick dripping chocolate - very sensual indeed).
In the evening we went out for a sumptuous dinner, including the Salzburg specialty dessert, Salzburger Nockerl. The restaurant was packed that evening & the food was absolutely divine. We both ordered the Christmas turkey which was absolutely melt-in-the-mouth. And when the Salzburger Nockerl came out, Bec instantly predicted that we’d be unable to eat it all. She was right – it was enormous! But with the soft airiness of the soufflé, & the rich sweetness of the raspberry filling, I did my very best to consume it all, but was unfortunately unsuccessful.
Filled to the brim, we headed back through the empty Aldstadt streets to the hotel & opened the last remaining presents. What a fun day! Ho! Ho! Ho!
In the evening we went out for a sumptuous dinner, including the Salzburg specialty dessert, Salzburger Nockerl. The restaurant was packed that evening & the food was absolutely divine. We both ordered the Christmas turkey which was absolutely melt-in-the-mouth. And when the Salzburger Nockerl came out, Bec instantly predicted that we’d be unable to eat it all. She was right – it was enormous! But with the soft airiness of the soufflé, & the rich sweetness of the raspberry filling, I did my very best to consume it all, but was unfortunately unsuccessful.
Filled to the brim, we headed back through the empty Aldstadt streets to the hotel & opened the last remaining presents. What a fun day! Ho! Ho! Ho!
24th Dec - Arrival in Salzburg on Christmas Eve
We arrived by train to Salzburg after a fairly easy trip. Instead of walking to the old town (an unacceptable solution for Bec), we grabbed a taxi & were shuttled to the end of the little alleyway where our boutique hotel was situated. To our delight, we had discovered our accommodation to be smack bang in the middle of all the action – directly adjacent to the Christkindl market which was more than bustling on this Christmas eve afternoon.
After checking in & getting some stuff unpacked, we headed to the markets, which were vast & crowed with merry revellers drinking mulled wine. We had soon joined them in the merriment of the occasion, indulging in the warm alcoholic beverage & enjoying the festive atmosphere. The markets had lots of wares, including of course, Christmas decorations of every variety (they take Christmas very seriously here in Europe). And there were also lots of sweet food delicacies (brezen, chocolates, etc) which we needed to try as part of our immersion into the Austrian culture. We made sure we mixed it with the locals, & even got a wee bit tipsy in the process.
After checking in & getting some stuff unpacked, we headed to the markets, which were vast & crowed with merry revellers drinking mulled wine. We had soon joined them in the merriment of the occasion, indulging in the warm alcoholic beverage & enjoying the festive atmosphere. The markets had lots of wares, including of course, Christmas decorations of every variety (they take Christmas very seriously here in Europe). And there were also lots of sweet food delicacies (brezen, chocolates, etc) which we needed to try as part of our immersion into the Austrian culture. We made sure we mixed it with the locals, & even got a wee bit tipsy in the process.
Out & About In Vienna (incl Impressionismus Exhibition)
We were only in Vienna for a couple of days & hadn’t planned out anything to do. On the second day, we wandered about Vienna having a look about. Found a delicious Vietnamese restaurant in the afternoon & had a great feed. We also visited a great art exhibition called ‘Impressionismus’ featuring the best Impressionist artists in history. At least a good 3 hours was spent in the gallery before we found one of the oldest (& most expensive) cafes in Vienna located just across the road. A decadent hot chocolate, some gluwein, & cake & we were ready to head back to the hotel. Really loved Vienna & I’d love to come back here.
22nd Dec - Christmas Markets in Vienna
We were told the Christkindl markets in the museum area of the city. So we headed there by subway & found it with relative ease. It was at the markets that we stumbled upon Gluwein – hot spiced wine. YUM!!! After a drink, on an empty stomach, I was really quite tipsy. So was Bec. And we wandered around the markets like a couple of kids, giggling & having fun.
22nd Dec - Getting to Vienna - Finally
Again the next day we got up really early – about 4am - & headed to the airport. The Aer Lingus flight to Vienna was so packed that we had to wait over 3 hours just to check in. Lucky for us the flight wasn’t cancelled (all Easyjet flights were). But the wait was extreme & delayed the flight by a few hours. People at the airport were getting really antsy too - arguing & yelling at the one person delegated the task of crowd control (poor guy!). But we finally boarded & in a couple of hours landed in Vienna.
We grabbed a local train which took us almost right to our hotel. When we got there, we relaxed (slept) for a couple of hours in order to renew our energy before venturing out.
We grabbed a local train which took us almost right to our hotel. When we got there, we relaxed (slept) for a couple of hours in order to renew our energy before venturing out.
21st Dec - Bloody Easyjet - Flight to Vienna Cancelled Too!
We woke up at about 3:30am & prepared to head to the airport. No details were as yet available about flights, but we’d heard many were cancelled the previous day.
When we got to the airport, we found out that our Easyjet flight was cancelled. We rushed to get booked on to another flight, but couldn’t get one that day. So we had to get a hotel room as well, & Gatwick was really packed as travellers waited out flight cancellations. We managed to get a room at a local hotel, luckily, & headed back there. Then we slept nearly all day, watched a couple of movies, & ordered room service cause we couldn’t be bothered going out. Complete chill out day!!!
When we got to the airport, we found out that our Easyjet flight was cancelled. We rushed to get booked on to another flight, but couldn’t get one that day. So we had to get a hotel room as well, & Gatwick was really packed as travellers waited out flight cancellations. We managed to get a room at a local hotel, luckily, & headed back there. Then we slept nearly all day, watched a couple of movies, & ordered room service cause we couldn’t be bothered going out. Complete chill out day!!!
20th Dec - Snowed In on Our Last Day!
Bec & I had planned to travel for two weeks prior to her leaving to head home to Perth. We were due to fly out of Inverness on Sunday 20th Dec. But when we woke up on Sunday morning, everything was covered in a thick layer of snow – almost unheard of in northern Scotland at this time of year.
Then I checked the flight details & found out that Inverness Airport was closed for the rest of the day. After a last minute scramble, Bec & I jumped in Ann’s car quickly, missing a great lunch Sara was cooking for us, & sped to Inverness to try & catch the train on time. We got there & got tickets with only a minute to spare, literally. The train was completely packed. No drinks or food was served for the whole trip into Glasgow (about 5 hours), but we were lucky that one passenger gave us her bottle of water.
We transferred to another train at Glasgow & were happy to find it did serve food & drinks. Then got the Gatwick Express to the airport. So, instead of a 2 hour trip into London, it ended up being a 13 hour trip to our Gatwick hotel. We were grumpy, exhausted, & over tired.
Then I checked the flight details & found out that Inverness Airport was closed for the rest of the day. After a last minute scramble, Bec & I jumped in Ann’s car quickly, missing a great lunch Sara was cooking for us, & sped to Inverness to try & catch the train on time. We got there & got tickets with only a minute to spare, literally. The train was completely packed. No drinks or food was served for the whole trip into Glasgow (about 5 hours), but we were lucky that one passenger gave us her bottle of water.
We transferred to another train at Glasgow & were happy to find it did serve food & drinks. Then got the Gatwick Express to the airport. So, instead of a 2 hour trip into London, it ended up being a 13 hour trip to our Gatwick hotel. We were grumpy, exhausted, & over tired.
19th Dec - Farewell Cooking Adventure
As most meals at Shambala were cooked by community staff, Bec & I volunteered to cook a final meal for the community as a farewell thanks to all. So the day before we left, we planned to cook up a storm, with the help of Stuart. Spinach & ricotta lasagne, chocolate bread & butter pudding. A few ingredients were missing – hadn’t been bought on shopping day - & after a last minute scramble for missing ingredients by big David, we managed to serve an edible & even partly delicious meal.
Snow Falling for the First Time
The week before I left Shambala, I witnessed snow falling for the first time in my life. Real snowflakes!!! How magical! Bec & I ran outside & were both in wonder at how magnificent this simple pleasure was.
The next day we were in Forres & really big snow fell & the locals looked at me as if I were crazy as they watched me catching snowflakes in my mouth. I didn’t care – I was having a ball!!
The next day we were in Forres & really big snow fell & the locals looked at me as if I were crazy as they watched me catching snowflakes in my mouth. I didn’t care – I was having a ball!!
Abba Farewell Night
An unheard of event at Shambala! An Abba dance night planned in the ballroom for Bec’s farewell on the Wednesday before she left. All the songs were carefully prepared by Bec (who insisted she do the music arrangements cause no one else would). A few people dressed up for the momentous occasion, in 1970’s gear of course. Lots of great music – Abba & some others – lots of dancing & singing. Someone even found a disco ball in the attic – who’d of thought? Great night in getting down!!!
Road Trip Around Loch Ness
Another chance to escape Shambala for the day & Bec & I took the opportunity without hesitation. We planned a trip circumnavigating (is that just a nautical word?) Loch Ness. But Ann’s little red car wasn’t so excited & when we filled up in Forres, she got a bit antsy & started making strange loud noises from the axle area. We drove around Forres a bit, & after Bec did some Reiki on the car (just one of her unique talents), we decided we’d chance it & head to Loch Ness.
We stopped at a cute inn in wee town called Dores on the top of Loch Ness. Had an incredibly rich chocolate cake & hot chocolate. We left the inn stuffed to the brim & drove south along the eastern shore. The car made a few noises here & there, but there were no major dramas.
We arrived at another inn in Drumnadrochit & had a great mid-afternoon feast. Then drove all the way back up the western shore, in the dark by now, to Inverness & then back to Shambala.
Lots of driving, but just a wonderful day out!
We stopped at a cute inn in wee town called Dores on the top of Loch Ness. Had an incredibly rich chocolate cake & hot chocolate. We left the inn stuffed to the brim & drove south along the eastern shore. The car made a few noises here & there, but there were no major dramas.
We arrived at another inn in Drumnadrochit & had a great mid-afternoon feast. Then drove all the way back up the western shore, in the dark by now, to Inverness & then back to Shambala.
Lots of driving, but just a wonderful day out!
Blessed Car Loan
Ann (from Shambala) went away for 10 days & I was blessed that she lent me her fabulous (may be an excessive overstatement) car for the time. Having a car at Shambala is pure heaven. Imagine living in a community where you hardly ever get personal space. And not much is within walking distance. Getting the picture?
I occasionally got some free time to get out & about. But it was a bit icy on the roads & I was a wee bit nervous about taking the car too far. Went for a drive one day by myself around the Cairngorms – think I needed to blow off some steam.
Another day, Bec & I went for a drive to Inverness. Nice chill out day & a wonderful opportunity to buy some Scotland souvenirs before I finally departed. A relaxing day, even if we didn’t get to go to the movies.
I occasionally got some free time to get out & about. But it was a bit icy on the roads & I was a wee bit nervous about taking the car too far. Went for a drive one day by myself around the Cairngorms – think I needed to blow off some steam.
Another day, Bec & I went for a drive to Inverness. Nice chill out day & a wonderful opportunity to buy some Scotland souvenirs before I finally departed. A relaxing day, even if we didn’t get to go to the movies.
21st Nov - Back to Shambala
I arrived back at Shambala & was welcomed back with open arms. By most anyway. It was great to catch up with Bec & the old crowd again. I settled in to room 4 & then had an update on what had happened & what needed to be done. I was meant to be there for 10-14 days to finish off what I’d started. That soon changed as there was still so much to do. We all went out to the pub for a meal & a Guinness (or two) that eve. An appropriate welcome back catch up.
20th Nov - Overnight Bus Trip To Scotland
I’d booked a bus from London to Inverness for 15 pounds online – remarkable! But it was an overnight trip...a long overnight trip. Luckily, I got to sit by myself for most of the journey. Didn’t get much sleep at all. I remembered why buses are so cheap.
Ann from Shambala collected me, thankfully, from Inverness & we chatted all the way back to the ranch.
Ann from Shambala collected me, thankfully, from Inverness & we chatted all the way back to the ranch.
Chat with Muslim Guy About Religion & Life
The next day I just wanted to chill out so I headed to my fav cafe in Kensington for a coffee or three & lunch. Did a bit of window shopping, then headed back to the hotel.
While I waited (a very long time) to leave for my trip to Scotland, I had another (very long) chat with another guy at the hotel reception. This guy is also a strict Muslim & we had a fascinating discussion about religion & politics. His extreme perspectives (even agreed that stoning is a viable option for controlling the ‘crime’ of adultery) were interesting, to say the least. I also asked him to define the key differences between Islam, Judaism & Christianity. Every point he made I successfully rebutted, stating that all 3 monotheistic religions have common fundamentals. He referred me to his mukti for further discussion – I said I’d let him know. I debated quite a bit with him & got a better understanding of the (fundamental) Muslim mindset.
While I waited (a very long time) to leave for my trip to Scotland, I had another (very long) chat with another guy at the hotel reception. This guy is also a strict Muslim & we had a fascinating discussion about religion & politics. His extreme perspectives (even agreed that stoning is a viable option for controlling the ‘crime’ of adultery) were interesting, to say the least. I also asked him to define the key differences between Islam, Judaism & Christianity. Every point he made I successfully rebutted, stating that all 3 monotheistic religions have common fundamentals. He referred me to his mukti for further discussion – I said I’d let him know. I debated quite a bit with him & got a better understanding of the (fundamental) Muslim mindset.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
19th Nov - Arrival in London & Chat with Horny Guy
It was late when I arrived in London Heathrow. Said goodbye to a couple of the girls who’d travelled on the plane, & opted to get the Heathrow Express to Paddington Station. Great idea! Cost a bit, but got there in about 20 mins.
Checked in to the hotel I’ve used before & saw the same nice guy at reception. After I unpacked, I went downstairs to say a proper hello, & we started to chat. He’s a young (28 y.o.) Muslim guy who attends uni & comes from Pakistan. He told me he’d never even hugged a woman before in his life! Then he started really opening up about his desires for women & the limitations he’s placed under in this area by his religion. Then he starts saying all these things he’d like to do to a woman, saying that it really wasn’t sex. I informed him that what he was describing definitely was a sexual act, even if he’d been informed otherwise. Then he said he hoped he could maybe do some of this stuff to me (e.g. lick me all over my body) while I was here. I politely declined & suggested that it would be a much better idea to find someone at uni. I gave him his first hug, which may not have been the best idea, & went to bed hoping he didn’t get a hankering to enter my room uninvited. Hmmmm....
Checked in to the hotel I’ve used before & saw the same nice guy at reception. After I unpacked, I went downstairs to say a proper hello, & we started to chat. He’s a young (28 y.o.) Muslim guy who attends uni & comes from Pakistan. He told me he’d never even hugged a woman before in his life! Then he started really opening up about his desires for women & the limitations he’s placed under in this area by his religion. Then he starts saying all these things he’d like to do to a woman, saying that it really wasn’t sex. I informed him that what he was describing definitely was a sexual act, even if he’d been informed otherwise. Then he said he hoped he could maybe do some of this stuff to me (e.g. lick me all over my body) while I was here. I politely declined & suggested that it would be a much better idea to find someone at uni. I gave him his first hug, which may not have been the best idea, & went to bed hoping he didn’t get a hankering to enter my room uninvited. Hmmmm....
Monday, January 25, 2010
19th Nov - Market Stop & Bye Bye Cairo
My flight to London was due to leave in the afternoon, so a few of us visited the main markets in Cairo in the morning. What an adventure that place is. I did some hard bargaining & scooped up a few bargains before heading back to the hotel.
On the way to the airport we got stuck in a traffic jam. There were about 7 of us on the same flight. I forgot to go to the loo before I'd left the hotel & I was absolutely busting half way there. As soon as we pulled up at the airport, I leaped out of the minivan & ran for dear life to the toilet. Thank God it was just in time. Security wasn't a problem, & after a quick bite of airport food, I was heading back to good ole London.
18th Nov - Back to Cairo
We hopped on yet another bus in the wee hours of the morning & headed back to Cairo. This time at least we got to see some of the desert. When we arrived back in Cairo we were tired, but the city was rocking. You see, they were in the World Cup football playoffs that eve. A few of us went for a walk down the street & bought some Egypt scarves along the way. The locals loved that we were barracking for their team & many took pics on their mobiles of this strange phenomena - foreigners wearing the Egyptian colours.
Lots of Pretty Fish & Things
Every day when staying at the resort I went snorkelling. Partly because the Red Sea - voted best dive spot in the world - was right on my doorstep. And partly because I'd paid money for the hire of the gear which I didn't want to waste. So, even though it was really bloody windy & choppy, every day I ventured out, even for 30 mins, to take advantage of this environment. And it was worth it for sure. Lots of nemos about, colourful coral, & I even got to see a huge manta ray take off one day.
I don't have any pics of the underwater world cause my camera doesn't have gills.
I don't have any pics of the underwater world cause my camera doesn't have gills.
Sore Bum Camel Ride
Never again in my life will I attempt to ride a camel! Perhaps only if I'm stranded in the desert with no means of transportation, I might consider it again. I've decided that I really don't like them verey much at all. The 1 hour trip was far too long. I was given the biggest bloody camel who liked to pick fights with any other that got in h/er way. The swaying to & fro was much harder than with a horse. And, the after effect on my bum was enough to turn me away from them for life.
15th Nov - Excellent Quad Bike Tour
Quite a few of us opted to do a 3-hr quad bike tour of the area surrounding Dhahab. Glad I was in cause it was one of the best tours I've done on my whole trip. I quickly realised, as did others, that I had a flair for quad biking, as I screamed off ahead of the pack. We went to a place in the desert, not too far out, & walked up a hill (not really sure why), then walked back down. Anyway, we jumped back on the bikes & headed back towards Dhahab & the leader let us take off on these sand flats. And I really took off, overtaking him at full throttle & hooning down the beach. Then we all stopped at the beach & I convinced the leader to let me have another ride. So I went off & raced him around the flats again. I had found my inner quad demon! But people were really quite pissed off that I'd gotten the extra. When we finished the tour, they even let me take a bike back to the resort. Absolutely LOVED IT!!!!!
Out on the Town in Dhahab
Our new tour guide, named Mo (not Big Mo, even though he was much much bigger than the previous Mo) set up a dinner for us on the first night. We headed down to the little seaside town of Dhahab & went to one of the restaurants dotting the coastline. We had a feast, watched the staff getting down dancing, & even smoked a shish! A great night!
14th Nov - Red Sea Hotel
We checked in to a seaside resort hotel on the Red Sea after the long drive from Luxor. I must admit, I was incredibly lucky on this tour as often I got to have my own room. While some had to share a triple room, I had a king size room of my own. With a great view out to the ocean!!
I just wanted to chill out at this place. Especially after the rush of going temple to temple over the past week or so. Did a fair bit of reading, internet checking & watched a great TV show - Doha Debate on BBC - which featured the topic 'should Iran be allowed to develop nuclear technology?'.
There wasn't a lot to do here at the resort. Like any resort it's a place to relax & unwind. Not my kind of holiday really. And I had 4 nights here!!
I just wanted to chill out at this place. Especially after the rush of going temple to temple over the past week or so. Did a fair bit of reading, internet checking & watched a great TV show - Doha Debate on BBC - which featured the topic 'should Iran be allowed to develop nuclear technology?'.
There wasn't a lot to do here at the resort. Like any resort it's a place to relax & unwind. Not my kind of holiday really. And I had 4 nights here!!
Check Out & Onto Overnight Bus
We'd been promised by Big Mo, our guide, that we'd get first dibs on bus seats over the other group who were staying at another hotel. But when the bus arrived & we got on, we realised the other group had snuck in front of us & had already settled into their own seats. Luckily, I was one of the few in the group who got their own double seat so it wasn't as cramped as some others were.
We left the hotel at 4pm for the long drive ahead. The country areas outside Luxor were alive with people coming home from work or going to markets. Along the way we passed many security checkpoints, especially around the Sinai region. But fortunately I had quite a good rest on the trip, unlike most others, & was ready for the day ahead in Dhahab.
We left the hotel at 4pm for the long drive ahead. The country areas outside Luxor were alive with people coming home from work or going to markets. Along the way we passed many security checkpoints, especially around the Sinai region. But fortunately I had quite a good rest on the trip, unlike most others, & was ready for the day ahead in Dhahab.
13th Nov - Karnak Temple
We headed out to the Karnak Temple at 9am, the final temple on our tour. It was a relatively short bus ride to get there, but the air-con comfort was highly appreciated. On the way out, we saw these emaciated horses being forced to pull carts with bunches of tourists in them, that had just poured off the docked cruisers. This temple was absolutely enormous, & I think one of the most spectacular on the tour. The statues were quite diverse & well intact. It felt amazing just walking through history in this way.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Luxor Temple by Night
After a big day, we went to the Luxor Temple at night, located on the East Bank of the River Nile. It was wonderful to wander through there at night, with the background sounds of the Islamic call to prayer in the adjoining Mosque. I spent lots of time meandering through the areas out of the way of the hordes of tourists. And the artefacts were spectacular.
Counselling a Local Woman
While I was browsing the shops at the hotel, I happened to develop a conversation with one of the saleswomen, Riham. We had a lovely chat, quite in-depth, about life - what she wants to do, how frustrated & unhappy she is at present, etc. She opened up quite a lot to me (as often happens) & poured her pain out. So we chatted about finding direction & keeping that focus. It was another great chat on the day, perhaps a bit more profound as well.
Alabaster Shop
Hmmmm…..another shop visit organised by ‘On The Go’ that was guaranteed to provide the best prices on goods made of alabaster, granite, basalt, onyx, & other Egyptian stone. I realised immediately, with any substantial proof though, that the prices were far above what we should be paying. Big Mo said we needed to bargain, & he offered to assist in doing this. I spotted a couple of pieces I was keen on getting. A young man, more like a teenager really, was a bit shocked at my negotiation technique, saying I was like an Egyptian woman (heard that once or twice before). His original “best price” for the two pieces was 570EP. I got him down to 150EP after 15mins, & a warning to him from his boss that he better be doing ok.
However, when I got back to the hotel, I checked the shop in the lobby. The prices there were the same as the lowest price I got at the alabaster shop. Some of the others must have been really ripped off, & some of them paid quite a bit of money for their goods.
However, when I got back to the hotel, I checked the shop in the lobby. The prices there were the same as the lowest price I got at the alabaster shop. Some of the others must have been really ripped off, & some of them paid quite a bit of money for their goods.
Just Another Angry Tourist
Just before we entered the Valley of the Queens, a seller approached me, as usual, to buy some of his wares. And, as usual, I just ignored him. Then he asked why I was so angry. I replied that we tourists get a bit sick & tired of having people in our faces trying to sell things to us everywhere we go - we‘re not angry, just over being bothered all the time. He understood & explained that it happens only because of the hard life people face in Egypt. That people are forced to do this to survive &/or get ahead in life.
We started to chat. He was an intelligent guy, 21 years of age, could speak 6 languages, his mother is Italian, & he is studying to be a tour guide. I ended up buying a 10EP scarf from him - I needed one anyway. We had a great conversation. And in the end he wanted a photo taken with me, which I agreed to of course.
We started to chat. He was an intelligent guy, 21 years of age, could speak 6 languages, his mother is Italian, & he is studying to be a tour guide. I ended up buying a 10EP scarf from him - I needed one anyway. We had a great conversation. And in the end he wanted a photo taken with me, which I agreed to of course.
Valley of the Queens
While not nearly as big as the tombs in the Valley of the Kings, there are still over 70 tombs here too. Sons of kings who died before ascending to the throne were also buried here. The tombs were quite a bit smaller, with not nearly as many chambers, even though the pictures were still incredibly elaborate & maintained wonderful colourings. One of the tombs had a little glass box in the corner that had the remains of a still-born child - very chilling.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Queen Hetshepsut
This queen had her own temple, & was on the throne for 20 years after kicking her half-brother/husband out of the head honcho position. Not exactly sure how she managed that one, but she did. The temple was built into the side of a mountain & had three levels, only two of which we were able to view. As it was exposed to the elements, much of the colouring had disappeared over time.
It was stinking hot walking up the many steps to get there. But on the way up, I responded to some of the “hellos” from local schoolchildren. I then had a cute conversation with a group of about 8 kids & their teacher, trying to pronounce all their names & general chit chat. These are some of the golden moments - with local people - that I’d really missed out on in this tour. We’d been kept quite isolated from the locals & so hadn’t had much of a chance to share with them.
It was stinking hot walking up the many steps to get there. But on the way up, I responded to some of the “hellos” from local schoolchildren. I then had a cute conversation with a group of about 8 kids & their teacher, trying to pronounce all their names & general chit chat. These are some of the golden moments - with local people - that I’d really missed out on in this tour. We’d been kept quite isolated from the locals & so hadn’t had much of a chance to share with them.
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