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Following the sun (and the Son) for Easter

Following the sun (and the Son) for Easter

Ah sun, glorious sun. It only took about five minutes before I could feel my sad, dry, pale, quasi-British skin crisping up in the boiling 19 degree heat of Palma de Mallorca and let me tell you, it hurt so good. We had a lovely, long girls’ weekend in this beautiful capital of the Spanish Balearic … Continue reading

Austria: I’ll be back!

Austria: I’ll be back!

After Bratislava, I caught the short train to Vienna for the rest of my Central European weekender. Talk about contrasts. Vienna goes on my list of places I could happily live forever (and is on a lot of other people’s lists as well). Elegant and unassuming yet so jam packed full of attractions, I wish I’d … Continue reading

My Nan’s London

My Nan’s London

Before my grandma made the long, arduous and sea-sickness inducing boat trip from England to Australia, she spent her childhood in North London. And so, after speaking to her about some of her memories, I decided to go and seek out a few of the spots she used to visit. I journeyed up to Tottenham and Nan’s … Continue reading

Noël en Alsace

Noël en Alsace

Things rarely go to plan when travelling at Christmas time, do they? Particularly in a country that takes its jours fériés very seriously and when a dependency on fluffy, white snow is vital to the holiday activities. The choice to go to the Alsace region in France, which runs along the German border, seemed to me … Continue reading

A Trip to Old Trafford

A Trip to Old Trafford

So I went to Manchester for the Rugby League World Cup.  Despite being a massive Oasis fan, I originally thought there was not much for me in Manchester to be honest…no castle, no gourmet, lots of football hooligans, no cats (probably, seeing as they don’t like football). But I was pleasantly surprised on many levels. Firstly I … Continue reading

Chocolate, beer and mussels…

Chocolate, beer and mussels…

No prizes for guessing where I went this weekend. It only took us three hours to get the Eurostar to Bruges, Belgium for a mini break. It is yummy, as is well documented by most people. It is a beautiful, medieval, canal city, also a well known story. But I really liked how simple everything … Continue reading

Sausage fest, Robin Hood and a meow-tfit

Sausage fest, Robin Hood and a meow-tfit

Who doesn’t love a food festival and a bit of medieval pageantry? Welcome to the East Midlands. A band of cities and countryside about two hours north of London often ignored by tourists and Aussie expats. Also often ignored by Brits, judging by the bemused reactions of my colleagues when I said we were going … Continue reading

Bringing in a new season

Bringing in a new season

My first day of work started with smelling armpits, involved a ride in a Tardis and ended with a night of Shakespearean delights. All in all a very good day. I’ve been traveling for a while now and this has been my first, true 9-5 day for over 11 months. New work does not involve … Continue reading

My UKet list…!

My UKet list…!

Come at me with suggestions! What should a francophile, gastronome, nostalgist, ailurophile, oenophile* be aiming to achieve with her free time in the UK and Europe? Sometimes lists such as the one I am compiling pertain to a certain bucket being kicked at the end but seeing as I would like to be very much alive when my visa expires … Continue reading

Barcelona burrrrn

Barcelona burrrrn

Thou shalt not expose thine white European body to four hours of Spanish midday sun. Spending five days with my brother (the tannedest damn person on earth) in Barcelona was exactly what I need to give my winter skin some colour….Espagna red. All I can think right now is soulagement. A word that I think … Continue reading