Friday, July 16, 2010

The last bit


I’m home! And what a whirlwind last few weeks it was, really just relaxing and taking it all in. It was a nice way to finish seven quick months away.
I loved Croatia. I was travelling on my own for the first time this whole trip, something I had been planning to do a lot of, but it just never quite happened, because I’m not going to say no to company! I’m glad I did do it, for at least a little bit though, as it truly is a very different experience to travelling with friends. I love both, but travelling solo has an extra element of adventure. You can depend on no one but yourself, and the experience really is what you make it. I find it lends itself towards meeting more people, all sorts of people, and to having more random experiences!
I didn’t realise that Croatia has so many beautiful islands to visit! Luckily I had not booked anything ahead so I was able to arrange a night staying on Hvar, an island off Split, and I also visited a smaller island off Dubrovnik, just for the afternoon.
Hvar was the highlight of Croatia for me. Arriving on the ferry, it was a bit surreal, paradise! The clearest water, with little secluded beaches spotted all along the coast. I wondered off to a beach about a 20 minute walk from my hostel and the township of Hvar for the afternoon, where I found myself a nice little spot on the rocks to take in some vitamin D!
From Croatia, my final country was Spain, and first Barcelona. The city that will always be remembered for naked men walking up the main street in the middle of the day (legally!) and enjoying themselves on the beach! It is a bustling, vibrant city, and one that you need a lot of energy for! It was boiling hot when we were there, but we still managed to get around to all of the sights, though appreciated all of the outdoors escalators that the Spanish have to help you walk up hills!
My favourite place in Barca was the fresh food market, just near our hostel. We went there everyday for breakfast, and sometimes lunch or dinner too! They had masses of fresh summer fruit, as it comes off the plant, or cut up in fruit salads, or juiced into the freshest juices you can imagine, heaven!
From Barca, my final destination before the home journey was San Sebastian, on the north coast of Spain. We could not have chosen a more perfect spot. It was great! Our hostel was 2 blocks back from the surf beach, there was tapas and sangria galore, and we had a delightful time! The weather did not always behave, but we still managed to get some sun every day, and the water was always warm. On the last night, we went to a big Fourth of July party, and I ran into two separate people I knew from Melbourne from years ago, the world is so small, and it was a nice way to end the trip.
My entire trip went so quickly, seven months absolutely flew. I had a ball, and the experience has only upped my travel bug even more, and shown me the best way to travel, by living and breathing a culture, rather than just passing through. The last week away, I was really looking forward to coming home, and it is really nice to be here. I will be ready to go back soon though! 

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Berlin


The city where it is legal to urinate in public (except for on people’s front doors or on important buildings), and where public sex is tolerated (preferably in parks, and as long as no one gets hurt). Cross the road when the little man is red though, and you are in trouble! The streets are full of graffiti, but it is better described as street art, as it really is art, and always has a message behind it. You can drink in public places, and people living in squats are battling with the big companies to keep their ‘homes’ and maintain the arty alternative culture of the city. Some are winning, and some lose. A cute little street art gallery in a back street has a Nike store on either side of it. It turns out that Nike owns the cute little street art gallery. It sort of changes your impression of these small individual places, but these people need to make a living as well, and this is a prime example of the battle in Berlin between commercialism and the more interesting side of the city.
Then there is its history, which is ever present and not very far back into the past. The Holocaust memorial takes up a whole street block, and is made up of thousands of cement blocks, each the same length and width, but different heights, from below your knee and up to four metres. Its meaning is open to interpretation, and that is the idea, you have to think. I saw thousands of people who had had their identity and individuality taken away. And then walking through the memorial, it gave a feeling of been lost with no escape.
Another memorial, I can’t remember what it is specifically for, but buried beneath it is the remains of a holocaust victim who died in a concentration camp, alongside the remains of a nazi soldier. Our guide told us that this is portraying that everyone was a victim. Above this, within the memorial, is the statue of a woman cradling her dying son. They are situated beneath a sky light in the building, representing that, while we can all gain shelter from the elements, they never could.
Berlin is an intriguing city that has so much to explore beneath the most obvious tourist attractions. I will definitely head back there one day to delve further. For now though, I must continue on my adventure!

PS. I have just landed in Croatia, and despite it been dark as we flew overhead, I could still make out the rings of sand surrounding all of the little islands just off the coast – oh yeah! 

Saturday, June 19, 2010

I found Marabou in Germany!


Soph and I are sitting in a little train carriage on our way to Berlin now. We decided not to pay the fee to reserve a seat, and quickly learned that you have to be a bit pushy to claim an unreserved seat. Everyone had themselves spread out, trying to fool the non-German speaking tourists like us, but we figured it out and kicked a few feet and bags off chairs to claim ourselves some space!
The next stage of my trip is starting now, as we are going back into full on tourist mode. The last two weeks have been really nice, staying with friends and family the whole time, eating lots of home cooked meals and relying on the locals to know their way around. Now we are going back to cheap sidewalk food with no veggies, and lots of maps. I will be home in 19 days, and between now and then I have a few days in Berlin, and then a week in Croatia and a week in Spain. Oh life!
Staying in Munster with Katrin was really good. The weather was beautiful and on the day we arrived we went down to the canal and had our first swim of the year, and caught up on vitamin D all afternoon. We had a night out where we discovered how cheap German drinks are, in comparison to Sweden anyway, and we spent awhile in a pub where smoking is still allowed. I don’t miss those days! It was the only place still open though. We had a quick tour around the city the next day, but spent most of our time relaxing in the sun, enjoying another German ice cream and laying by the lake. We spent the night playing European monopoly with Katrin’s brother whilst eating Sophie’s pavlova! That sort of stuff way beats been a typical tourist. 

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Deutschland


I’m in Germany at the moment, enjoying lots of home cooked food and catching up with some Malmö friends. We visited Barbara first in Trier, where we were invited to dinner by her parents to a cool little wine bar, where they were having a Spanish night, guitar playing Spanish singer and all, it was great! Not what we expected on our first night in Germany though! From Trier we also popped over to Luxembourg a few times, once just to go to the petrol station, as it is much cheaper there, how novelty. The locals couldn’t seem to work out what we were doing when we pulled over on the bridge to take a photo of ourselves with one foot in each country; it is just so normal to them.
The thing that started this whole German trip is the world cup, and the Germany vs. Australia game on Sunday. So we dressed up in our flags and face paint and bravely headed into a packed pub to watch it on a big screen! I have never been booed in my life, and it was quite intimidating, but fun at the same time. We literally did not see a single other Aussie that night, or not one that was brave enough to admit it anyway! We stood and sung the national anthem, and cheered when we almost got goals, but nevertheless all of our efforts did not seem to help and we were thrashed. Oh well, it was a good night!
We then headed north, to Bochum, where Anja lives. Another really lovely area, but very different to Trier, which is more a group of little villages. Bochum is much more suburban, still with the cute German looking houses etc though. Here we tried our first German sundae. They are all over the place, menus full of every combination of extravagant ice cream sundae that you can imagine. I had a big bowl full of vanilla ice cream, with whipped cream, heaps of strawberries, and chocolate and strawberry sauce, yummo!
The sun is out in Germany, so it is nice to be in shorts and t-shirt. Yesterday we took a paddleboat out on a lake for an hour, very nice. Last night we went and watched another soccer game at a pub, this time Brazil vs. North Korea. I have to say that, with a bit of a more exciting game, along with Barbara’s never dyeing enthusiasm, I may just be becoming interested in soccer!
Today we are off to Munster to visit Katrin, and then on Friday to Berlin, our last stop in Germany. I am excited to hear that my parcels that I sent from Sweden have all arrived home, only 21 days to go!

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Last days

Well, here I am in London, staying with some family and enjoying a quiet-ish few days playing dress ups etc before I head off travelling. Malmö already feels like ages ago, but I certainly miss it and all of the people there. I left in a bit of a mad rush, after cleaning and then passing the dreaded room inspection, rushing through the rain with a supermarket trolley full of boxes to the local shops to post 20 kg of stuff home, stuffing everything in to my bag and saying quick goodbyes before heading to the airport. I literally forgot to eat that day. I think it was for the best that it was a rushed departure though, as it didn’t really register that I was leaving until I was on the train out of Malmö eating my final Risifrutti, and there was no going back then!



The day’s prior were great fun, beginning with an extra placement day in a paediatric ward, which I loved. We then had the final Celsius party on Friday night, beginning with drinks on the fire escape and ending outside when it became clear that the weather was way to nice to be partying in a basement! Saturday was spent trying to get organized, with a quick shopping trip and final fika fitted in the middle somewhere. Saturday night a group of aussie’s headed to the local for our final hit of iron before embarking on the budget travelers diet, and the locals did not disappoint with a bit of singing for us! We rode down to the beach to watch the sunset, and then I headed out for one last time in Malmö. Of course, by the time we came out of the club around 4 am, the sun was shining and we contemplated whether or not we should actually go to bed! But we did, for a few hours anyway, and then spent Sunday frantically packing and cleaning, before enjoying some games outside such as a scavenger hunt for the likes of a pregnant woman, exotic stuffed animals, a man named Bert etc, and bobbing for apples. It was fun! The games led into a barbeque outside, and that led into more cleaning, which led into very little sleep and then more cleaning in the morning, and then my room inspection and we have come full circle!


London has been a nice break between Malmö and travelling. Walking down the busy streets I am constantly finding myself on the right (as opposed to left) side of the road, but I am sure I will fix that habit quickly! It’s also funny how strange it now seems to me to be able to speak to everyone in English! When I first landed in Heathrow, I was wondering what terminal I was in. And it suddenly occurred to me how easy it would be to just ask somebody! How novelty! Since then I have thoroughly enjoyed talking to shopkeepers and eavesdropping on conversations on the metro!


Now that I have left Malmö, travelling is sounding pretty exciting, so I am looking forward to heading off into the big wide world on Saturday. At the same time though, going home is sounding nice too now. I have been overseas for over 6 months now, and will be home in less than a month. It is getting close!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

What I love!


I have been busy travelling lately. My week in Poland was great! And then this past weekend, I have been road tripping it through the Swedish countryside up to Stockholm again, this time with a Swede, Dutch, German and Georgian. The road trip was awesome, and Sweden is such a BEAUTIFUL country.
And now, with less than 1 week left in my beloved Malmö, everything is starting to wind up. There are a lot of mixed feelings floating around Celsius. I still have a month of travel ahead of me, but I can’t say that I am really excited about that yet. I am just trying to live in the moment, really enjoy my action packed last week and not dwell too much on the fact that it is the last week! While the majority of us would love to stay longer, from next Monday, Malmö will no longer be the Malmö that we all know and love, with all of the exchange students gone and the corridors of Celsius pretty much empty.
So, while I am still here and living my Swedish exchange, the things that I have loved and will remember this experience for….
Fika, at every opportunity! My favourite place for fika is the ‘white’ café, and also of course Mormors down at Entre, the local shopping centre.
Family dinners, the last of which we had tonight. We had a very impressive spread, and for the first time, all 10 floor members were there, it was great! Everyone got a bit sentimental when the Aerosmith song from Armageddon came on the radio – arm waving and bad singing were present!
Swedish sauna – oh how I love thee! Though the first time was scary (no bathers allowed), it quickly became a favourite Swedish activity! It is totally liberating and refreshing. The actual sauna part is not my favourite, but afterwards, when you jump in the freezing ocean and then warm up by sun baking naked on the deck.
My bike, she has served me so well! I don’t know where her next home will be, as the new students do not arrive for a few months, but I wish she could come home with me! Bike riding everywhere is such a novelty, and I have loved it. Even riding with a backpack full of groceries, plus a bag on the back, and one or two hanging off each handlebar! It’s fun and I love the lifestyle. People are so tolerant of cyclists here, and there is no need to feel unsafe. It is easy, quick, and a bike can take you anywhere!
Frisks & Svettis – my Swedish gym. This is the best gym I have ever been to. It is huge, clean and has heaps of equipment and classes. Soph and I really got into kickboxing, and it was such a rush! Been less than 10 minutes away on the bike also added to the novelty, as well as the fun of trying to follow a class in Swedish!
I have loved loved LOVED learning Swedish. Attempting to learn anyway! Det är svart! It adds an extra dimension to every day, and I have not gotten sick of it at all. I think everyone speaking English to me when I get home is going to get boring! The last month or so I feel like it has all started to come together a bit, and I am understanding, and knowing how to say, a lot more. Give me another 6 months and I would be a pro! Continuing to practice my Swedish will be a good excuse to stay in contact with my Swedish friends. I hope to continue to learn Swedish, and then one day I will be able to work here.
Celsiusgarden. What a great place to live. Almost all of my friends in Sweden live here, and there really is hardly ever a need to leave! I have partied a lot in Sweden, but only actually been out to a club twice! Celsius is the place to be! It is here that we have our family dinners, spend hours hanging out in the common room, cook together, have pre drinks, and also parties! I have met so many awesome people, from all over the world. It is Celsius which has made Malmö so amazing.
The local, Fregattan. This is a pub just down the road that Sara, one of the Swedish nurses, introduced us to in the first week. It is a cute little place full of locals, and often features drunk old men playing the piano and singing! They do a great steak with mashed potato, so we also go there for our iron hit!
Marabou and Risifrutti, and Princess Cake! These are my favourite Swedish foods. Marabou is amazing chocolate, and totally addictive. A large stockpile is wizzing home to Australia as we speak. Rissifrutti is a rice pudding type thing that comes with a fruity jam to mix it with. It is delish and cannot be compared to any inferior rice product! And princess cake. Oh princess cake. Marzipan, sponge, jam, custard, cream. All goodness really. What more can be said! I think the kilos will drop off just by leaving the shores of Sweden!
Been on this side of the world has been pretty cool too. I have seen a lot of cool places, and will be seeing a lot more pretty soon. Everything is so close, and easy to get to. It feels like the world has opened up to me. I could have travelled more this semester, but I was loving it too much right here in Malmö! But there sure is a lot out there to see, and it is pretty cool living so close to it all.
The delight that a sunny day brings. Today is 1st June, the first of summer, and it is definitely still jeans and a jumper weather. But the odd sunny day that we have had has been amazing! The whole atmosphere changes, people are happy, out and about, and Malmö is beautiful. I don’t think I will be taking sunshine for granted for some time!
Beautiful, beautiful people that I have met, from all parts of the world and walks of life. I have friends from Germany, Spain, Sweden, France, Austria, Mexico, Georgia, The Netherlands, Turkey, Finland, South Africa, the list goes on! Plus many new Aussie friends as well. Exchange has thrown us all together into a really unique and exciting situation, and I don’t think it would have been possible to not make great friends. I have had the opportunity to visit some of my Swedish friends homes, I have travelled with all different combinations of nationalities, and in a few weeks time I will be visiting my German friends all over Germany. And then hopefully, we will be able to play host to lots of people when they come and visit in Aussie land.
I really have loved every single aspect of this semester overseas. Each challenge has just been another thing to conquer, and every day has been a fun filled adventure. The most monotonous and every day activities become interesting when you are working them out in a foreign country and language, and for me, the novelty has not worn off. Jag älskar Sverige!
           

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Some more of Sweden


I am in the middle of two lovely weeks off from uni. Really we are practically finished. There are only 2 classes, 2 assignments and an evaluation between me and the final semester of nursing! But at the moment I am totally free.
The freedom started with the 90’s and 00’s party in the Celsius basement. Another great night, mainly thanks to the number of times that the likes of Spice Girls, Aqua and Backstreet Boys were played! Love that music.
Most of us managed to get a few hours of sleep between the party and our 8 am train to Stockholm, though I admit that I saw much less of the scenery than I intended to! What I did see was very nice though.
Anyway, Stockholm…
We slept on a boat. We ate at this great pizza/pasta place which is cheap AND gourmet. And apparently there is one in Brisbane. Valpiano, watch out for it. Also ate lots of fika. How I love fika. Apple cake with vanilla sauce (ie custard) is my current favourite fika food. The Vasa museum was awesome. A humongous and fancy war ship that sailed only about a kilometer before it sank. We also loved the City Hall, where the Nobel Prize ball is held. The steps there are a perfect height and width! Gamla Stan, the old town, was cute. And as usual, get past the tourist strip and its level of amazing-ness multiplied by about a million. We saw the palace guards. Who ARE allowed to talk, and can do their march whenever they feel like it, but evidently will not do it on request! Stockholm has beautiful parks for wondering in the sun. And the waterways. Stockholm is made up of lots of little islands, so it is all about the water. And with the water comes the Archipelago. Amazing. We only visited one little island, but how cute it was. Apart from the scary birds protecting their nesting partners! We also shopped. Did quite a bit of shopping! We went out one night too, but spent most of the night discussing whether or not we were in fact in a gay bay. Turns out we weren’t. Anyway, Stockholm was great, and a large proportion of our travelling group now intends to move there!
From Stockholm, just two of us went on to Gothenburg, another Swedish city just 4 hours north of Malmö.
The hostel was awesome, my best yet I think. Another very cute and very Swedish city. We hid from the rain in a very fun museum, Universeum, where there is a real life rain forest in which monkeys run around freely, and where you can do all sorts of cool things, like make bubbles! We spent an overcast day at Liseberg, a big theme park. The rollercoasters where awesome, but the unexpected highlight was the ultra scary haunted house! We also quite enjoyed Ben & Jerry’s, and a couple of cocktails at the Ice Hotel! When the sun came out on our last day, we wondered an animal park, with a random seal pool in the middle of it, and then explored Haga, the Gothenburg old town.
I am now home (well, in Malmö) for two nights before Lainie and I head off to Poland tomorrow for a week. I have just booked my ticket from Malmö to London at the end of the semester today. We really do not have much time left here! 

Friday, April 30, 2010

Jag älske Malmö!

With just over one month left in Malmö, I am having a blast and my list of things that I want to do before I leave is growing! I am in the process of planning 2 weeks away in a few weeks, but really would be quite happy to stay in Sweden for that time; I really, really love it here. It has really warmed up now (to a whole 13 degrees on a warm day!) and everyone is happy and excitedly anticipating summer! Tomorrow is a big party festival in the neighbouring town of Lund, which is to ‘welcome spring’! I am on placement all day, but I’m really hoping that it will be quiet so I can leave early and join the festivities! If I am stuck at the hospital though, in the emergency observation ward, I suspect it will be to care for all of the casualties of the big day! It is forecast to rain but I doubt that will slow anybody down!

My svenska is coming along. Jag prate lite svenska, och jag älske talar svenska. Det är toppen! Det är mycket svårt. You can google translate that, but I can proudly declare that I wrote that without google translate! I just wasn’t sure how to spell ‘svårt’. I think I am getting better! It is really fun when you can say something, and I definitely can pick out more words these days. I think if I were to stay another 6 months I would learn a lot more. It was really hard for ages, but is starting to come together now and I remember a lot more. I love love love it. My Swedish nursing buddies are my primary teachers, I wish I could return the favour, but despite what they all say, their English is already practically perfect.

We have gotten to know our Swedish nurse classmates a lot more since finishing our base placement, which has been really good. We had them all over to Celsius for dinner one night a few weeks ago, which was such a good night. We had tonnes of food, and drinks! And I think everyone had a good time, we didn’t even feel the need to go out, the party was happening at Celsius!

Malmö is big, but quite small, and we often run into people we know, the Swedish nurses, Celsius people, nurses from the hospital etc, it makes us feel really like a part of the community here, it’s nice. It is a shame that when we leave, ‘our’ Malmö will no longer be here, as all of the exchange students will be gone. But having our Swedish nurse friends is really nice as it will give us a lasting link to Malmö.

Sophie, a fellow aussie, and I, have been going to the local gym a lot. It is such a great gym, and something that I will really miss. We go to kickboxing classes once or twice a week, with a few other classes squeezed in if we can. We tend to be a bit behind in the moves as we try to keep up with what the instructors are saying, but it is helpful with our Swedish, especially numbers! In kickboxing we are regulars, and so the instructors know we do not understand and sometimes will come and give us a personal translation. We run into people we know there all the time as well which makes it really fun!

Last weekend a very multicultural group celebrated Anzac Day at the beach. It was sunny, and we were happy running around and sunbaking in just t-shirts! We had aussie flags, tattoos, koalas and anzac biscuits. Four aussies plus many germans and a Mexican. We attempted to fly a kite, with limited success, and had heaps of fun reminiscing primary school days with ‘British Bulldogs’.

A few of us also headed to Lund for the day, where we followed the sun around and basically ‘fika-d’ all day. Fika is a Swedish word that refers to morning or afternoon tea, a coffee and maybe sweet bun. It is very popular and an essential part of every Swedes day! We have enthusiastically taken this habit on! 

Monday, March 22, 2010

Half way through

At around the half way point of our time here, spring has well and truly hit Malmö. The sun is out (most days!), and the snow has finally all melted. We had our first rainy day since arriving yesterday, but apart from that, the weather is lovely. Us nursing students have just come to the end of our big 8 week placement at the hospital. I think we all enjoyed it a lot, but 8 weeks is a long time and it will be nice to have a change to the routine this week (no more 5.30am starts thank goodness!). I was on a general medicine ward, with a lot of heart failure patients, and I learnt a lot. Have now mastered the elusive skills of taking blood and cannulating, and I got many many opportunities to practice new skills. The language barrier was quite challenging, with most of my patients been older and speaking little, if any, English, but that makes it all the more rewarding when you do manage to communicate with them! There are lots of differences between the hospitals in Australia and Sweden, and I think that the general consensus is that we are better in some areas, and Sweden is better in other areas. It has been great to see different ways of doing things and has opened my mind to questioning why we do things certain ways. We were allocated to one nurse to spend our entire placement with, and we followed their shifts. My nurse, Carmen, was ultra supportive and always happy to help. Compared to some placements at home, I found this one to be far more supported and directed at helping us to really learn. It was a really great experience. The next few weeks we will spend at uni, which will be a nice change, and give us a chance to catch up with our Swedish classmates. A few of us went on a bit of a trek last night to one of their houses for a bit of a party. It was really nice to be invited into someones house, and once inside, it felt just like an Australian home! Mum and Dad are currently waiting at Melbourne airport for their delayed plane to London, and will be in Malmö this Wednesday, before we head off to Norway together for the weekend. And lucky Ali now has the house to herself for a month!

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Summer (?!) is coming…

Today was a lovely sunny day in Malmö. I started off with an African dance class at the gym (yes, I joined a gym, therefore I am a local). The classes here are quite, different, and African dancing was the strangest that I have been to so far! It involved putting together a dance routine that in the end involved us dancing as a bird, a monkey and an elephant. The class was all in Swedish of course, so that is just my interpretation of what we were doing!
I spent most of the rest of the day working on some homework. Though this trip does feel like one big holiday, reality does come knocking now and again and a fair amount of uni work is involved! I try not to let my life revolve around it here though, as I probably would at home. In Malmö, the focus is on the fact that, I am in Malmö!
A few of the aussies went out for Thai tonight. The novelty still has not worn off of riding our bikes everywhere we go, which includes riding to go out for dinner! Malmö is totally flat, and I ride my bike pretty much everywhere, apart from the odd lazy day when I catch the bus to work. For awhile we were catching the bus a lot, as it was so snowy and icey that it was almost impossible to ride. Now that the snow is pretty much all melted though, there is really no excuse, and it is a great way to fit in at least a little bit of exercise every day. I have a really cute little (literally, little!) bike that is perfect for me, and as I ride to go grocery shopping, to go to the gym, to the hospital, it constantly feels novelty and is a reminder of how cool it is to be actually living over here.
It is warming up, though warm is a very subjective word, and my current definition is around zero degrees, possibly a few above! Tonight I didn’t wear any thermals under my jeans, and though it was a bit chilly riding home, it was very bearable! I wore just my tights to the gym this morning, with no trackies over the top, and you can almost get away with no hat now. Up until recently, there is just no way that you would go outside without thermals, hat, gloves, scarf, a couple of pairs of socks. It is still very cold, but the sun is out, and if you are just going to be outside to get somewhere, it is not totally necessary to fully layer up. It will be nice when I arrive home in the middle of winter though and can go outside with just trackies on (ie. not 3 layers underneath!).
Anyway that will do for now, I have homework to do and a downloaded movie to watch tucked up in bed. Good morning Australia and good night Sverige!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I am still alive – and I’m in Sweden!

So I am far, far behind in my travel diary, and I think that the best explanation is that I have been very busy living this fantastic experience, so I have not had time to write about it! I think the best bet is just to continue on from here. I have been in Malmö for almost 2 months now, and am having an amazing time!

I have just today returned from the most AMAZING TRIP OF MY LIFE to Lappland, which is up in far North Sweden, above the Arctic Circle.
My Lappland is…
One step onto hard snow, and the next step been knee deep in snow – Roofs covered in a foot thick layer of snow – WHITE – Walking on water, or a frozen river to be more precise – the elusive NORTHERN LIGHTS, WOW – Testing out snow shoes (which supposedly do not sink into the snow) on the deep snow, and finding myself waist deep – breaking the barriers of the naked sauna, and then running naked into the snow to cool off and make snow angels – beautiful, beautiful scenery, picture blue skies, snow covered mountains and white trees, all towering over a frozen lake – dog sledding, driving my own sled with four dogs through the mountains, where all you could see for miles was undisturbed snow – falling OFF my sled and then chasing after my dogs! – reindeer baguette – the Ice Hotel, kept at a balmy -5 degrees, and people sleep in there! – a moose on the side of the road – many, MANY layers of clothes, -20 degrees is cold – imagining the lives that the locals up there live, it is like ANOTHER WORLD – total disbelief that I got to experience this, it was so SO fantastic.

Back in Malmö, the snow is melting and it is a balmy zero degrees. I have a busy few weeks ahead with uni and am looking forward to a visit from Mum and Dad soon. I am adding words to my Swedish vocabulary every day, have joined a local gym and am generally leading a pretty normal, busy life, apart from the fact that I am in SWEDEN!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Hogmaney NY


After a pretty big day wandering the streets of Edinburgh, we decided to pick up some pre-drinks and nibbles to have in the comfort of our room before heading out to see in the new year. We found a good little place near our hotel and picked up some aussie champagne and Swedish cider, some camembert and biscuits, and a few other little goodies. We had a great time with our feast of yummy stuff, though the camembert was a flop, and went in the bin. For Ali and I to throw out camembert, it must have been bad! We drank our champers out of coffee cups, put some music on and watched a slide show of photos of our trip so far. It is amazing how quickly you forget things, and we had many a ‘remember that!’ moment.





 With Kate’s warning of ‘the coldest I have ever been’, we got seriously layered up for Hogmaney. I wore:
Tights with feet
Thermal pants
Jeans
2 x long woolen socks
Singlet
Long sleeve thermal top
2 x woolen long sleeve high neck tops
Long woolen cardigan
Woolen jumper with big neck
Fleecy jacket
Woolen longer jacket
Gortex rain/wind coat
Fleecy headband over ears
Johns big furry ‘where the wild things are’ hat
Glove liners, gloves, and woolen mittens
Woolen scarf
I think that’s it! Needless to say, we looked and felt humongous, but were nice and toasty all night. In fact I ended up taking off my hat and all 3 layers of gloves, and felt a bit warm at times. It was a freezing cold night, but it didn’t rain or snow, and in the crowds their was plenty of body heat to go around!

We arrived at the entrance to Hogmaney just after it opened at 9 and walked straight in without having to wait at all. We weren’t really sure what to expect… The street party took up a large section of a couple of the main roads in central Edinburgh, which were obviously blocked off. At each of the ends of the street party there were big stages set up with either bands or DJ’s playing. There were strobe lights going everywhere, bars, food stands and lots of people standing around, dancing and checking out the scenery. We walked around for a while to check out what was on offer, and found a stage that had some cool sounding bands playing on it. The crowd was massive, but we of course like to be amongst it so got up pretty close to the stage. There were a few rough little patches, but mostly everyone was just having a great time! When the crowd moved, you moved with it, and don’t drop anything, because you will never find it again!

We decided to stay around this stage for the night, as we both much prefer bands to a DJ, and the music was awesome. One local band, the Frightened Rabbits, was particularly awesome, and I am on the hunt for their CD. I may have to get with the times and log onto iTunes though, as they are apparently up and coming but not yet big enough to have their music in the commercial places that a non-local like me is likely to come across.

As midnight crept around the crowd kept getting crazier, and as the clock striked everyone cheered and fireworks erupted over Edinburgh castle. We had been warned that everyone kisses everyone at midnight at Hogmaney, but we did not realize it was quite so literal! Ali practically had to run away from a few persistent guys, it seems that by returning the greeting of “happy new year”, you are giving any old stranger the ok to come in for the kiss!

We escaped the kiss fest un-scathed though, and were very happy to be again living in the same year as the rest of the world. A bit of music later and we happily walked home to our snug beds. It was a really fun night. Hello 2010! I have a good feeling about this year!



Monday, January 11, 2010

Scotland

Day 1 - Today, after spending hours waiting at the airport for our plane, we almost missed it! We had checked in and were waiting in departures, doing our own thing, when we realised that it was what we had been told was boarding time, or just after. We had not heard a call though, so Alice went to check the board. It said ‘final call’, but we were still not too worried, as according to what the check in lady told us, boarding should have just started, and there are always such long queues. So we packed up our stuff and walked up to the gate. Their was only one staff member standing at the gate though, and no passengers, so I went up to ask when we were boarding, only to be told that we better hurry up, as the gate was about to close! Apparently London City Airport is a ‘silent airport’, and there are no calls, you just have to watch the screen! They must have boarded early though, because we were there within 10 minutes of what they said boarding time was. The lady quickly checked our tickets, and down the stairs we went to go out to the plane. It seemed like they were about to shut the plane, and as though they were unaware that their were still passengers to come, so I’m not sure what would have happened if we had not shown up. Surely they would not just leave without calling us when they have our luggage! Anyway, we walked out to our plane, and realised how they had boarded everyone so quickly. The plane was tiny! There were only 12 rows of 3 seats, a real little country plane, taking us to Scotland!

We arrived in Edinburgh just over an hour later, and on exiting the plane, were immediately inundated with tartan! The shops were full of it, and all of the little kids seemed to be wearing it! We made our way through the airport, collected our bags, and caught a bus out to where we are staying. We managed to find the place ok, except we kept ringing the bell and knocking, and no one seemed to be home! Someone did eventually come to the door after about 10 minutes, I think they must have been asleep, though it was only 6ish! It seems like a really nice little place, where we will get a cooked breaky tomorrow morning, and though we share a bathroom, we get our very own basin in the room, what a luxury!

After unloading our stuff, we set off again out into the cold to find some food and some action. We just followed the signs to the city centre, though it did seem to be taking a long time to find the crowds. I was expecting everywhere to be absolutely packed and for their to be things going on everywhere, but from what we could see, there really isn’t. We did eventually find what we later realised to be Princess Street, and the Hogmaney Market, which is basically just like a town show with lots of rides and food stalls. We also spotted the Edinburgh Castle up on the hill overlooking the city centre.

We decided to keep walking, as I had heard that tonight there was some special fire display on as part of the Hogmaney Festival, on Royal Lane. After climbing the longest staircase ever, we found Royal Mile and the crowds of people. The fire display was pretty cool, and it was not just one display but integrated into the whole street. They also had a cool techno music guy performing amongst it all. It got a little scary when the wind picked up and there were ashes flying everywhere, but really it just added to the show!

Having had enough of that, and with the rain/hail/snow starting to come down, we went in search of some food, and found a very full and popular looking pub, so gave it a go. We had to wait a little while to get a table, bit it was worth the wait, as the food was awesome. We both had roast lamb, just what the doctor ordered! Lots of veggies, carrots, beans, potato, cabbage, yum! I tried to order a drink to go with it, but for the first time on the trip, was asked for ID. And in an annoying coincidence, it was also the first time on the trip that we had left out passports in the hotel room. We thought it might be safer considering the time of year. Turns out that Scotland has a new law though, which dictates that the only acceptable forms of ID are a British drivers license or a passport. So it was on to the Irn Bru for me, and we were just glad that we found out about the passport rule tonight and not tomorrow, NYE!

Day 2 – We were up in time for our first cooked breakfast in awhile, which I admit was really nothing special, but exciting all the same! Our hotel was a lovely little place with a dining room for breakfast where a very friendly Scottish man comes to take your order and then cooks your food.

We planned to do the New Europe Edinburgh walking tour this morning, and on our way passed a clothes shop that we had been into in Bath, and which had a dress that Ali loved. They didn’t have her size in the colour she liked though. But they did have it in Edinbugh, and we hence made our first Scottish purchase! It is a very pretty navy blue little lacey number!

Their was a massive crowd for the tour, as would be expected on NYE in Edinburgh, and we were split off into smaller groups of about 40. Really we were closer to around 50, but we stopped counting after 40, as apparently anything over 40 is considered a ‘parade’ and requires a permit! With good timing, during our tour break the snow started to really come down, as heavy as I have seen it, and I think our group size halved. The weather improved for us though as we got back on the road! The tour was again really good, though I’m not sure if it is because we have done a few now or the guide just didn’t know his stuff as well, but it didn’t keep me quite as entranced as past ones have. Still well worth it though, as how else would you get such a good overview of the city and its history?

A few good stories came out of the tour. We spent a bit of time in a graveyard, and actually saw the headstone for Tom Riddle (hello Harry Potter fans!). We also saw the café, just nearby, that JK Rowling sat in and thought up the idea of Harry Potter. She evidently spent some time wandering the surrounding areas as well! Apparently there are a fair few names from the books throughout the graveyard.

We heard about the grave robbers from back in the old days, and two men in particular who took it a step further and sped up the process, killing the people as well. Their incentive was the local medical schools lack of bodies to use for anatomy class. They only received one body per year, but extra bodies were pretty sought after on the black market.

With all of this grave robbing going on, people used to have cage like things built over their graves to protect themselves. Poorer people who could not afford this would have family guard their grave for a good few weeks to protect it. Hence the term ‘graveyard shift’.

Another story was that of a lady who was sentenced to death by hanging for giving birth to a baby by a man other than her husband. She was hung, but as her body was been carted off to be buried, she woke up! She had survived the hanging, and it was determined she could not be hung again for the same crime. As a result she lived happily every after with the real love of her life.

The big finale story of the tour was that of the STONE OF DESTINY. Okay, I have no idea what the significance of the rock is, but it is Scottish, and somehow it made its way to England, and the English refused to give it back for many many years. Then some time in the 50’s, a couple of Scottish college students decided to steal it back! So on Christmas eve, they drove through the night, to Westminster Abbey, where the stone was kept, managed to break in, and dragged the stone out to their car. They also managed to break the stone in two in the process! They got away, but the missing stone was discovered pretty soon and all borders were closed. So they drove around England and found a bare hill to bury it in for the time being. They eventually did collect the stone and got it in to Scotland, leaving it on the steps of a church. Unfortunately, as soon as it was discovered, it was whisked straight back to England. Pretty impressive effort I thought though! It sure demonstrates how far security has come as well. A few years ago, in return for the promise of a political vote, the stone was returned to Scotland, and now resides in Edinburgh Castle. 

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Carrie moment

We caught an early train to London on Wednesday in order to have plenty of time to catch a 3ish place to Edinburgh. The train trip was potentially exciting for Alice, as after we realised on the way to Bath that the train goes through and stops briefly at Reading, she conned Dheepan into getting up early (i.e. before lunch time) and coming to see her as we passed through. He was very obliging and was at the station at the same time as us, but unfortunately could not get through onto the platform. So close, yet so far!! I was pretty relieved I admit when, after the train pulled away from Reading, I got up and found that Alice was still on the train, and hadn’t run off into Reading in her excitement!

We made it to Paddington station around 9am, with plenty of time to get to London City Airport. We started off slowly, as just as we were getting off the train, I noticed my earrings on the train floor under my seat. I had put them, along with my new French ring, in the pocket of my handbag the night before and forgot to put them back on. I stupidly left the zip open after getting something else out, and the earrings fell out. I was so lucky to spot them, and for them not to have rolled down the carriage! I was not so lucky with my ring it seemed though. It was not in the pocket, and after a pretty thorough search, until the train man came and kicked us off (not before kindly helping us to search I should add!), it appeared to have rolled into unknown places of the train. I persisted though and was in the middle of Paddington unpacking my pack, emptying out my handbag, I really did not want to have lost that ring! Don’t worry Mum, it sounds bad, but I was been careful! Anyway, after much persistence, a thought came to me, and I had a true Sex and the City moment. I emptied out the pocket of my handbag, stuck my hand in, and low and behold, there was a hole in the lining! After a bit of tricky manipulation, out come another set of earrings, a pen lid, and my ring! Yes! Just like Carrie with her Carrie necklace, it gave me a new lease on life!

Crisis averted, we headed down to the underground and, while I guarded the bags, Ali spent close to an hour negotiating the mahem of the ticket line, and eventually got us some train tickets, which took us quickly and easily to the airport. We had quite a long wait at the airport, and a long time before we could even check in, but entertained ourselves with free wifi and food!

Monday, January 4, 2010

Bathing in Bath

We arrived in Bath Sunday lunchtime, and before we even left the train station we knew that we would love it! Bath is a beautiful scenic place, with the very English looking homes, a river through the middle and lots of cute little boutique shops.

We found our hostel and dropped our bags off in the pub that acts as reception, and then went out for a wander. The hostel was in a great location, right in the middle of everything, and as soon as we walked out the door we found ourselves in the middle of Bath.

First stop was an ‘award winning Cornish pasty’ shop, which we stopped at, not so much for the queue out the door, which surely indicated great pasties, but more for the free wi-fi advertised on the window! You do become quite dependent on the net when it is your main form of communication with home, and after a few days without it, we were both keen to reconnect with the world! So we had our Cornish pasties, which were, by the way, very nice, and sat in the warmth and went on the net for a little bit.

We then continued to meander up the main street of Bath and quickly came across the Roman Baths, the central tourist attraction of Bath and a prominent setting in Alice’s favourite Jane Austen books. We figured that there is no time like the present, so in we went for a look around the Baths. We had audio guides, but I admit that I tend to tune out of those things after the first few stops, and by the end tend to not even bother turning them on! I prefer to look…

The baths were very interesting though. There is one main outdoor bath, which was quite murky looking, but we were assured it was crystal clear in it’s hey day! The steam was rising off it and despite its murkiness, in the cold Bath air, it was very inviting. Nobody swims in these baths anymore though of course, in fact they do not like you to even touch the water. When we heard that the reason for this though was that the water is dirty, not because we, the people, are dirty, Ali and I snuck a feel, and it was lovely and warm. We walked all though the centre and saw tidbits of the remains of these baths and heard how people would come from far and wide to be ‘cured’ by these healing waters. At the end of the tour we were able to drink a glass of the bath water, and I tell you, it was not how you imagine such nutrient rich water to taste. It was warm and yucky.

By the time we finished at the Baths, we had worked up a bit of an appetite, so we decided to check out the local Waitrose, which is the English supermarket chain that Jo and Phil use. We got ourselves a few snacks for whilst in Bath, and also managed to find some of the yummy custard that Jo and Phil had had for with our chrissy pudding, and thoroughly enjoyed a little too much of that for afternoon tea!

We then checked into our hostel, which was just across the road. We claimed our beds etc, retrieved our bathers from the very bottom of our bags and headed off to the modern day baths, where people do get to get into the water! These baths are called ‘Thermae Bath Spa’ and are pretty pricey, but we went on Gran (Thanks Gran!) and it was well worth the money. A nice change to endless days of walking, this was a two hour ticket into 3 separate rooms of luxury. Up the very top is the roof top open air pool, which is naturally warm, in fact it actually needs to be cooled down. The water in these pools fell to the ground 15,000 to 20,000 years ago, and has taken this long on its journey to make it back to the Earths surface. When it does come to the surface, it is a toasty 50 degrees. It is cooled down to around 35 degrees for the bathers.

By the time we got up there it was dark, so we had a lovely view of the Bath lights, in particular the lit up abbey in the centre of Bath. The water was nice and warm, though Alice and I did think that they could have turned it up a few degrees. You have to stay really low in the water, because the air is icy! They had lots of noodles in the water and everyone was just floating around.

Downstairs, on the middle level, are the steam rooms. There is one big room with hot pressure showers in the middle, around the outside of the room there are big stones to sit on with foots spas built into them, and then within the room there are four smaller steam rooms, each with a different scent (lavender, mint etc). Alice was a bit apprehensive about this initially, but it was really nice, and so warm! Just getting from the rooftop pool down to the steam rooms was enough to make you pretty cool, so it was a lovely warm relief.

On the bottom level was the Minerva pool, which is a big warm pool that they call a whirlpool, but which just has light pressures that will float you around the pool if you let it. It was again very nice, but like the rooftop pool, very coupley! I’m sure Ali and I weren’t they only ones not there with our partners, but it sure felt like everyone was floating around in pairs, as one! There was also a section of this pool that bubbled up like a spa intermittently which was nice.

We did all three levels twice, finishing in the Minerva pool, and though we had initially thought that two hours would be heaps, we certainly didn’t want to get out at the end! A number of times over the next few days as we wandered around in the cold, we wished we could go back. The warmth was such a treat in the cold weather.

By the time we were showered and dressed afterwards, it was 7.30 pm and we were definitely ready for dinner. We found a nice looking place, I had English fish and chips, served with mushy peas (and that is how it was described on the menu!), which was yum, and Ali went for a burger.

Monday morning, after a yummy breakfast of cornflakes and vegemite toast, we went for a walk to look around Bath, and in particular to see the Circus and the Royal Crescent. These are two of the biggest of a number of circular buildings located in Bath, which are made up of many 5 storey apartments, but are designed to look like one palace. Very wealthy people live here, and in fact we found out later that Nicholas Cage recently bought one of the apartments in the Circus for around 4 million pounds.




It was a beautiful sunny morning, and we had heaps of fun strolling through parks, just as the Jane Austen characters did! There were lots of people out taking advantage of the sunshine, though it was still very cold and the grass white with frost.

Afterwards we headed back into central Bath to buy tickets to a Jane Austen walking tour. We did this, but around 15 minutes later they announced that the tour would not be running today. To make up for this, we instead visited the Pump Room, which is where the ladies of Jane Austen used to ‘stroll, arm in arm, discussing their confidences’! Today the Pump Room is a fancy tea house with a string quartet playing, so we had morning tea. Ali had apple juice, a bacon and tomato Bath roll and a pot of coffee. I had pear juice, buttered crumpets with jam and a hot chocolate, and we also sampled a Bath bun with cinnamon butter. All delicious and left us feeling very full!

Later in the afternoon we met a group for a free walking tour, which took us all over Bath and gave us a bit of a history. It turns out that a lot of Bath is made up of facades. The Georgians were a little superficial and liked things to look nice, but didn’t really care what was behind the façade. For example, some important guy did not like the view from where he sat to have his cup of coffee, so he had a castle built up on a hill in his line of sight. This castle can still be seen from Bath, but if you were to actually go to the castle, you would find that it consists of only the front wall! This same man also had a particularly attractive bridge over the river in his view. This bridge also still exists and is nice to look at. If you walk over and view the bridge from the other side though, it is decidedly more ugly!

The architectural style of the Georgians is all about symmetry, so you will see buildings with a very neat spread of windows. If you look closely at one building, you notice that there is a chimney directly above the central window. If you then look closely at the window, you will realise that you actually can’t see through it, as it is just there to look like a window, with a frame and glass over the wall. In actual fact, behind it is the chimney pipe! The ‘window’ is just there to maintain the Georgian style.

In the old days, they also had a window tax, meaning that the more windows you had in your house, the more money you had to pay. Hence a lot of buildings have bricked out windows, done to save some money. Some important person eventually abolished the window tax when he wanted to have a palace or something with lots of windows built, and it was going to cost him a ton of money in window taxes.

After our walking tour, it was getting dark, but we walked back to the hostel via the old homes of Jane Austen. Ali knocked on all of the doors, but Jane was not home unfortunately.





Tonight it was Thai for dinner, the answer to Alice’s prayers! We had spied a busy looking place at lunch time so planned to head there, but then just as we were leaving, a guy in our room said he had been there and had not been impressed! That put a skew in our plans, but in then end we ended up going there anyway, it was a public holiday so the choice was a bit limited. It was good food too. The wait was a little bit ridiculous, but in the end it was really nice and a warm place to hang out for a few hours!

Their were a few of us hanging out in the room later on that night, so we ended up having a bit of a games night, 2 aussies, a Canadian, an Israeli and a Korean. It was really fun! First we played Trivial Pursuit due to limited choice, and Ali and I laughed our way through it, while a few of the guys took it a bit seriously. The funniest part was, that in the end, do not ask me how, Ali ended up winning! We helped each other out a bit, and the rules were altered a little, but she won none the less! We managed to find some cards after that and headed upstairs for some card games, one of which I managed to win, again I have no idea how, as I really wasn’t paying attention. It was funny that by the end of the night ,we had all managed to win a game except the Canadian, the most competitive of us all!

The following morning it was raining, but Ali and I went a walk across the bridge to the other side of the river regardless, and did manage to find a few cute little shops along the way! We personally compared the bridge from each side, and it definitely is much nicer to look at from one particular side! We went and had a look in the Bath Abbey afterwards, which had some lovely stained glass in it and also an Australian Flag for some NSW founding guy who died in Bath. I thought that best part of the abbey though was its decorations on the outside. On either side of the main entrance, there is a ladder going right up to the top of the church, with angels ‘climbing up to heaven.’ Very cute.

We visited Sally Lun’s house, which is the oldest house in Bath, and now famous for the ‘Sally Lun Bun,’ which is just a big sweet bun that you have with butter and jam. It was a cute place with lots of stories and a narrow little staircase.

Our ticket to the Roman Baths also included a ticket to the Fashion Museum, so we headed up there for the afternoon. It was pretty cool, with lots of fashions on display, from way back in the days of the corset, right up until this current year. The best part of the museum was the room in which we actually got to try on a corset and the skirt thing which gives shape to the big puffy dresses. I think it was a bit if a modern day version as the corsets had plastic clips on them, and really wouldn’t go on that tight, but it was novelty and we got some good pics out of it!

Next stop for the afternoon was the Jane Austen. We were first given an introduction spiel all about Jane Austen’s background and her family. She had quite a few brothers and only one sister. Neither of the sisters married or had any children, though her sister did go and help her brother out when his wife died, leaving him with 11 littlies! She wrote her books from when she was quite young, but many were not published until after she died at the young age of 41. No one is really sure what the cause of her death was. Jane used to come here for holidays, and then after her father retired, they moved to Bath and she lived here for 5 years. She apparently did very little of her quality writing whilst living here though, as she did not like the restrictions of town life, missing her country home.

The museum had replicas of the types of clothes she would have worn, excerpts from letters she wrote to her sister, and their was one actual original letter on display allowing us to see her handwriting. Alice also purchased another of her books, ‘The Watsons’, which is one that she did write while living in Bath, though never finished.