tales from me and my womb-mate
Saturday, May 25, 2013
EUROTRIP
SO we are coming to the end of our Europe travels. We landed in Amsterdam on the 6th of may and are now in Berlin for a good week, off to Stockholm afterward's, then that will close our Europe chapter!
It's only been 2weeks of travel but by golly it feels like months. In those two weeks we have been toooooo *drum roll*... Amsterdam, Paris, Annecy, Florence, Zurich, Lucerene and Barcelona. Quite an accomplishment I feel. In most places we only had two full days to explore. So things have been pretty mental.
have arrived in Berlin with some pretty poopy weather, it has forced us to kinda slow down a bit which is good. we have plenty of time here so my inner sloth will now blossom once again. Not that we even woke up ridiculously early during those two weeks.. but a 9.30 wake up compared to 10.30.. can make or break me. I keep blaming genetics. it's a thing I swear.
When people harp on about their body clocks getting accustomed to early work schedules after a few weeks or whatever... pffft.. that's some sort of medical marvel in my eyes. My body will never, ever allow such a thing. Mornings will always be some sort of gateway to hell. I know that sounds absolutely over the top, but that's how I feel in the morning okay? Don't mess with morning k-dog ya hear?
Any waaaaays. What i'll do for you now kiddies, is break this shizzle down. A bad ass euro rap up (wrap up? see what I did... I'm going to wrap things up with a rap? YEAH?)
of events, you dig?
Erin pretty good at making up rhymes sometimes
so she gun chyme in all in good timin'
ok ok check check the mic one, two. KJ knows whats coo'
Amsterdam attic was manic, Erin couldn't speak.
throat swallon lyke some sort of freak.
KJ and cuz Emma strollin tha streets all day. Got lost three times over.
but we ain't got no grudge to hold
YEAH WE BE REPPIN DEM AMSTY STREETS LIKE CRAYI!
Erin checks in on day two, feeling better, woopy doo!
We shop till we drop.
Them Amsterdam dayz flew.
Pce out amsty, our hearts belong to you.
hold up, now we in PARIS!
Sleeping next to a renovation site, them hammers be smashin all night!
Talkin to some locals with Belgium beers.
won dem waiter boiz hearts while we be all "cheers!"
We be putting on that aussie girl charm.
Dem French can be.. "French" but they don't mean no harm.
So I say to Paris, MERCI BEAUCOUP. Hold on up, hold it awn up!!
I am now finished with this loop.
Erin checks in raw. who needs to rhyme. Erin ain't got the time.
"Let's skip ahead now to Barcelona. Where the sun don't set till late.
Full day of sightseeing and too much Sangria.
we danced into the night and the beats were great.
Primavera was freaken cool, filled with bearded men, cheap booze and fun.
Had one beer. fuck that- give me water and coffee yeah woo!
Us old peeps can party too."
woah woah, let's bring it back now that shit was raw.
Let's bring it back to where we shwas.
No no that ain't no typo, that my slang.
Get use to dem werds while you be hur reading this thang.
let's roll on down to Florence shall we.
3 trains to get to this city, by the end we were going crayyyyzeee.
Them trains, dey will play with yo mind.
good thing we had a knowledgeable seat buddy who was very kind.
she be all "yo i'll watch over yo bags so they don't get stolen!"
she was like our mum, This lass was golden.
Florence stole my heart. From the wining and dining to the scenic driving
IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OKAY?! THAT COOL WIT CHU?... yei uh, stay wit me now.
It's here that I finish with Zurich bishes, so listen closely or y'all miss this
Hey now listen up Z-dog!
you remind me of home, where everything costs and arm and a leg.
If we didn't eat-in every other night we'd be forced to beg!
from our balcony we had a great view of you!
we played chess in your parks and wandered your canals which was pretty Coo'.
you gots a mean shopping strip. but we caught your public holiday!
no shopping for us, maaan dat be kind of a trip!
ya gettin me G's!?
Zurich we dug ya okay?!
would have liked to stay longer what more can I say!
I CAN'T SAY NUFFIN NO MORE! I'M OUTTA CITIES TO TALK ABOUT.
THIS IS K-DOG TELLIN YA I'M OVER N OUT!
_____________________________(I hold absolutely no responsibility for the time you may have wasted reading that pile of ... ACE RHYMING...my suggestion would be to sing it to your favorite gangster beat)
It's only been 2weeks of travel but by golly it feels like months. In those two weeks we have been toooooo *drum roll*... Amsterdam, Paris, Annecy, Florence, Zurich, Lucerene and Barcelona. Quite an accomplishment I feel. In most places we only had two full days to explore. So things have been pretty mental.
have arrived in Berlin with some pretty poopy weather, it has forced us to kinda slow down a bit which is good. we have plenty of time here so my inner sloth will now blossom once again. Not that we even woke up ridiculously early during those two weeks.. but a 9.30 wake up compared to 10.30.. can make or break me. I keep blaming genetics. it's a thing I swear.
When people harp on about their body clocks getting accustomed to early work schedules after a few weeks or whatever... pffft.. that's some sort of medical marvel in my eyes. My body will never, ever allow such a thing. Mornings will always be some sort of gateway to hell. I know that sounds absolutely over the top, but that's how I feel in the morning okay? Don't mess with morning k-dog ya hear?
Any waaaaays. What i'll do for you now kiddies, is break this shizzle down. A bad ass euro rap up (wrap up? see what I did... I'm going to wrap things up with a rap? YEAH?)
of events, you dig?
Erin pretty good at making up rhymes sometimes
so she gun chyme in all in good timin'
ok ok check check the mic one, two. KJ knows whats coo'
Amsterdam attic was manic, Erin couldn't speak.
throat swallon lyke some sort of freak.
KJ and cuz Emma strollin tha streets all day. Got lost three times over.
but we ain't got no grudge to hold
YEAH WE BE REPPIN DEM AMSTY STREETS LIKE CRAYI!
Erin checks in on day two, feeling better, woopy doo!
We shop till we drop.
Them Amsterdam dayz flew.
Pce out amsty, our hearts belong to you.
hold up, now we in PARIS!
Sleeping next to a renovation site, them hammers be smashin all night!
Talkin to some locals with Belgium beers.
won dem waiter boiz hearts while we be all "cheers!"
We be putting on that aussie girl charm.
Dem French can be.. "French" but they don't mean no harm.
So I say to Paris, MERCI BEAUCOUP. Hold on up, hold it awn up!!
I am now finished with this loop.
Erin checks in raw. who needs to rhyme. Erin ain't got the time.
"Let's skip ahead now to Barcelona. Where the sun don't set till late.
Full day of sightseeing and too much Sangria.
we danced into the night and the beats were great.
Primavera was freaken cool, filled with bearded men, cheap booze and fun.
Had one beer. fuck that- give me water and coffee yeah woo!
Us old peeps can party too."
woah woah, let's bring it back now that shit was raw.
Let's bring it back to where we shwas.
No no that ain't no typo, that my slang.
Get use to dem werds while you be hur reading this thang.
let's roll on down to Florence shall we.
3 trains to get to this city, by the end we were going crayyyyzeee.
Them trains, dey will play with yo mind.
good thing we had a knowledgeable seat buddy who was very kind.
she be all "yo i'll watch over yo bags so they don't get stolen!"
she was like our mum, This lass was golden.
Florence stole my heart. From the wining and dining to the scenic driving
IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OKAY?! THAT COOL WIT CHU?... yei uh, stay wit me now.
It's here that I finish with Zurich bishes, so listen closely or y'all miss this
Hey now listen up Z-dog!
you remind me of home, where everything costs and arm and a leg.
If we didn't eat-in every other night we'd be forced to beg!
from our balcony we had a great view of you!
we played chess in your parks and wandered your canals which was pretty Coo'.
you gots a mean shopping strip. but we caught your public holiday!
no shopping for us, maaan dat be kind of a trip!
ya gettin me G's!?
Zurich we dug ya okay?!
would have liked to stay longer what more can I say!
I CAN'T SAY NUFFIN NO MORE! I'M OUTTA CITIES TO TALK ABOUT.
THIS IS K-DOG TELLIN YA I'M OVER N OUT!
_____________________________(I hold absolutely no responsibility for the time you may have wasted reading that pile of ... ACE RHYMING...my suggestion would be to sing it to your favorite gangster beat)
photos of contiki life
here's some happy snaps of contiki for all your beautiful eyes.
sleepy heads were a continuous theme
FFL (friends for life)
Ireland scenes!
Scottish scenes!
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Amsterdam was Fully Sick
Thinking I'd be physically fine after a 16day contiki tour is a bit of a stupid thought.
I was initially pretty proud of myself for not getting some form of flu/crazy cough...but thinking about it.. many hours of breathing the same air as 53 fellow travelers in a bus with no opening windows. HAH!
First night in Amsterdam and I'm forcing my cousin Emma to touch the golf ball that is protruding out of my neck "feel it! It's amazing"
Next morning I awake to discover that the golf ball hit puberty and is now a tennis ball with a first born child located on the other side of my throat. Thank you contiki!!
When i awoke the next morning, as well as the inability to swallow, I generally felt pretty unwell and it would have been cool to see if an egg could be scrambled on my head.
Sooo, Kath and I went off to find a medical centre.
First time..unlucky - no chance of an appointment, but they sent me to another centre around the corner. This was promising, the initial lady was awesome and said I could book an appointment...then the official admin lady told me I probably wouldn't need a doctor...
"It's not that bad, these things happen, you'll be fine by tomorrow so just take some paracetamol and losengers, go to the chemist and they'll fix you up. it probably feels worse than it actually is"
I think it was hard for me to convey to this lady that when you're traveling in a foreign country and spend the entire day seeking medical advice, it usually means you have zero bars of health left on your "game of life" screen, but hey - kudos to her for attempting to soften the blow.
I followed her advice and just went into a chemist and asked if they could give me anything to fix me...and yes...the advice given "you need to see a doctor" joyfull joy joy.
As much as I'm bitching and moaning, it all worked out in the end, the chemist gave me the address of a good medical centre and I booked myself an appointment. Huzzaah!
I Waltzed through the streets on my lonesome while Katherine and Emma skipped along canals and had amazing adventures! I got lost a few times, but eventually got there and now I feel fantastical.
Amsterdam, thank you for you kind medical advice.
Erin
I was initially pretty proud of myself for not getting some form of flu/crazy cough...but thinking about it.. many hours of breathing the same air as 53 fellow travelers in a bus with no opening windows. HAH!
First night in Amsterdam and I'm forcing my cousin Emma to touch the golf ball that is protruding out of my neck "feel it! It's amazing"
Next morning I awake to discover that the golf ball hit puberty and is now a tennis ball with a first born child located on the other side of my throat. Thank you contiki!!
When i awoke the next morning, as well as the inability to swallow, I generally felt pretty unwell and it would have been cool to see if an egg could be scrambled on my head.
Sooo, Kath and I went off to find a medical centre.
First time..unlucky - no chance of an appointment, but they sent me to another centre around the corner. This was promising, the initial lady was awesome and said I could book an appointment...then the official admin lady told me I probably wouldn't need a doctor...
"It's not that bad, these things happen, you'll be fine by tomorrow so just take some paracetamol and losengers, go to the chemist and they'll fix you up. it probably feels worse than it actually is"
I think it was hard for me to convey to this lady that when you're traveling in a foreign country and spend the entire day seeking medical advice, it usually means you have zero bars of health left on your "game of life" screen, but hey - kudos to her for attempting to soften the blow.
I followed her advice and just went into a chemist and asked if they could give me anything to fix me...and yes...the advice given "you need to see a doctor" joyfull joy joy.
As much as I'm bitching and moaning, it all worked out in the end, the chemist gave me the address of a good medical centre and I booked myself an appointment. Huzzaah!
I Waltzed through the streets on my lonesome while Katherine and Emma skipped along canals and had amazing adventures! I got lost a few times, but eventually got there and now I feel fantastical.
Amsterdam, thank you for you kind medical advice.
Erin
Contiki lyfe
Contiki
Well, let me tell you folks. It has been one heck of a month. Apologies for the lack of updates, but um yeah.. Contiki barely gives you time to scratch your own arse so a blog entry was just out of the question.
I don't really know where to start with Contiki... what a crazy whirlwind of amazing scenery, places, and last but not least. PEOPLE.
I don't know if we hit the lottery with the people on our tour but it sure felt like we did. I have met people from around the globe that i can safely say are friends for life! And now we have some pretty cool people to meet up with during our American adventures! Wooohoo.
Okay just a funny tidbit, i can am currently on a train leaving Amsterdam, and... my ipod has just started playing colplay-Amsterdam?. LIFE IS WHACK?!?
OK. A typical Contiki day involves:
*Waking up at some ungodly hour. 6.30/7ish. And no.. it doesn't get any easier. Ever.
*Eating a free breakfast. Win. I had bacon, eggs and beans prooobably 13 out of the 15 mornings. Healthy n stuff.
* Driving through lovely scenes, stopping off in towns along the way to our main destination.
*Bus singalongs, history lessons on the places we were visiting. (York had crazy history. Ireland was just out of this world for me personally. Let's just say i didn't pay a lot of attention in history classes, so learning about "the trouble" and civil war blew my face off.)
*climbing some sort or medievil ruin or sussin out a kick arse castle
* checking into our hotel.
Usually around 6pm
*hit 8pm we're out eating and drinking at a local pub!
*10pm we move to our pub/bar of choice, dancing and sing a longs with the locals.
*12pm. Time for erin and Katherine to head home while the energy filled Contiki kids head to another bar. Could safely say we were part of the granny clan.
*pack bags for tomorrow, finally hit the hay by 1/2am
*RINSE AND REPEAT!
Yep. Pretty full on for 16 days straight. But an amazing experience that we will never forget or regret.
Just ah.. couldn't do many more of them. Maybe if they were a little shorter. The early mornings would eventually kill me i think. Some people were getting straight into another 45dayer Contiki after ours. I reckon that would be some form of torture for erin and I.
Great times. We totally cried when we had to say goodbye to our new friends :( Also, i don't think i have ever laughed as hard as I did during those 16 days. We spent, an entire dinner time at our loch ness lodge, in hysterics. 1 and a half hours of pure insanity. There's no point going into details... because things are never too funny when you try and explain them.
But YEAH, Contiki was great guns. We love our Contiki family!
More stories to come when we stop having fun! Which will be like...the few times we are stuck waiting for boring dumb planes.
Trains are the shit by the way, I was so sleep deprived because I couldn't stop looking at the amazing views while we
Katherine signing out
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