Blog of a veggie lady who can't stay in one place for too long, loves to dumpster dive, loves to craft and can rant about feminism for hours! Just little notes and photos from my travels and the qwirky, fun, arty and ridiculous things I've seen! (and things I've found in bins.)
Oh god. I made the mistake of looking up artist residencies/workaway things earlier out of curiosity and now I have the itchiest feet ever and want to go somewhere new, but know I can’t afford it!
Like this picture is off a workaway advert in Thailand for an artist to work in a hostel making art, babysitting the owners child and teaching English. It’s surrounded by beaches and islands and they provide a room and food. How amazing does that sound?!
WHY DID I START LOOKING AT THESE THINGS NOW MY BRAIN HURTS.
I’m so mad at the person who stole my laptop all over again, if I hadn’t had to shell out for a new one I’d be able to at least have a lil trip out.
I’ve been rubbish at Tumblr lately! I’m mental busy right now and spend all my time either panicking about uni work or being lazy with Rob!
So, catching up! I went to Venice a few weeks ago!
Venice is somewhere I’ve always wanted to go before it sinks, and I was fairly underwhelmed by it.
I mean, it’s a charming place! I loved it! But it wasn’t full of alternative art, DIY culture and generally quirk that generally make me fall in love with a city.
My main problem is the same problem I had with the Grand Canyon and Niagara Falls. Everyone has seen photos of them, and you get there, and you’ve seen it before. There’s not much hidden interest to shock and amaze, it’s just a big sublime hole in the ground, a big water feature or a lot of canals, pizza, pasta and overpriced gondolas.
I’m not saying I’d never go back, I’m not saying I hated it, just I felt like I’d already been there.
Also, I drank waaaaaay too much amaretto and was sick off the side of a boat, RIGHT IN MY HAIR. I’m a classy dame!
Here’s some nice photos from a camera I broke and was made better!
This time last year I was doing THIS trip, it was amazing fun, me and Steph saw a lot of Christmas markets and a lot of snow. We got stuck on trains in the middle of Slovenia for about 20 hours and made friends with a Parisian who could talk Polish and got us through it. We met American’s who struggled through with us when we had NO IDEA where our train was going. This exact time last year I think we were starting on a pub crawl around Prague, or we’d ended up back in Paris and were panicking about getting home. Either way, everything was great fun and a complete adventure!
Now I’m back home for Christmas and spent a lot of the journey back looking at photos of the last year. I went for a meal with David who is one of my favorite people in the world, we talked about travelling and I have itchy feet again. I NEED TO DO SOME TRAVELLING!
Also, I’ve been home nearly an hour and not had an uncomfortable amount of questions, WINNING!
We then got on our first ever couchette train! Couchette is when you get a kind of bed on the train. We were really excited and were headed for Krakow. The train ride was meant to take 10 hours, but instead took 18! This is mainly because our carriage disconnected from the rest of the train about 3 times and we were left behind for a few hours each time! No word of a joke…! But it was Ok, because it was comfy and we met a fanatstic man called Ludo who taught us some Polish and was just lovely to us!
We finally got to Krakow and met a man called Mirek who we were couch surfing with. He showed us around the town (after we had a fantastic Polish meal, mainly of potato cakes which I’m obsessed with!) and told us a lot of the history of the town.
The next day we got very excited about a chocolate cafe and had a good wander round in the daylight.
Mirek is a climbing instructor, and in Poland they have a tradition of breaking bread with each other on Christmas eve and exchanging good wishes for the new year. His climbing group put on a mock Christmas eve party and we broke bread and ate a lot of cake.
The next day we went to Poznan, which is also in Poland, we didn’t know what was there, but Ludo and Mirek recommended it to us so we gave it a go. The less said about Poznan the better! Basically, we got there at about 6 in the morning after a horrific night sleeping on a very crowded train with ice in the windows, and researched what was in Poznan. I read there was a steam train and got very excited, so we got on not really knowing where we were meant to get off. We got off in the middle of nowhere, and all we could see was snow everywhere! We went into the tiny train station office to ask for help and got shouted at! So we saw another building and wandered in. After a very confusing conversation about whether we were there for a show, had we booked in and where our children were, it turns out we were in a museum which was putting on Christmas shows for school children. Once we got across that we were just lost and had no idea where we were, a really lovely woman helped us out, got us food and tea to warm up, introduced us to everyone she worked with and waited at a bus stop with us to tell the driver where we were going! The Polish are really lovely.
Needless to say, we got lost again, and when we found the main train station, we got out of Poznan asap.
Me and Steph went to visit my friend Jess who’s doing her masters in Toulouse. Jess is one of my favorite people ever, she’s just fantastic! It takes a bloody long time to get to Toulouse, it was an 11 hour over nighter, and we had a change over in Montpelier in the south of France. This is dawn over Montpelier. I want to visit again, along with Nice, Marseille and Venice, I think we’re gonna make a little trip of it!