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Kiwis aren't so flightless after all...

In March 2006 my best friend and I took off on a road trip across the United States. We drove in a large zig zag across the continent, had an amazing time and kept everyone in touch by writing about our adventures on our travelblog - Jenny and Ju.

At the end of our trip we arrived in the UK, based ourselves in London, and split up to seek our fortunes. Since our first blog had been such a success, I started this one to record my new adventures, and promptly got sidetracked with life in London. I updated only haphazardly until setting off on a solo trip around the UK, Ireland and Europe.

Using my diary, ramblings written during train trips and the (several thousand!) photographs I took, I'm sitting at home in New Zealand some months later, writing up my travels. Since I bounce in my seat every time I see a location I have visited featured in a movie, I think it's safe to say I will be travelling again in the future!

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By jubeedoo
November 9th 2007

Back to Blighty Europe » United Kingdom » England » Cumbria » Lake District

Coniston Water
Looking south down the long, thin lake.

Bleary-eyed, I gazed blankly through the dusty windows, trying to imprint the Scottish scenery on my retinas as I travelled south once more. It seemed the early morning dash to get myself on the bus had used up my quota of energy for the time being, and I lost the struggle to prop my eyes open - although a dazzling play of light on the insides of my eyelids alerted me to take a peek when passing tourist hotspot Loch Lomond, alight in a blaze of sunshine as the bus strobed through the trees along the lakeside. I swapped bus for [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
November 8th 2007

Safe haven Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Oban

Battlements
Stones at Dunadd Hill Fort, Kilmartin Glen.

Arriving back off the ferry in Oban on the evening of October 31st, I quickly found my hostel, only a short trudge away and complete with a group of hostellers dressing up, determined to wreak Halloween havoc (or at least go out and rouse the locals at the pub on the corner.) I had a lively evening just sitting in the lounge, where I chatted, gave costume opinions, scoffed candy and even managed to Skype my sister - hello free wireless internet, how I had missed you! The next day, I was struck by a similar problem to the one I’d [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 31st 2007

Mulling it over Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Isle of Mull

On the high seas
Heading towards the Isle of Mull, from Oban. The distant hills are on the Ross of Mull.

The weather was so foul during my stay in Fort William that I didn’t stray far from the hostel. Arriving in the depressing drizzle on Sunday afternoon, I’d asked if there was anywhere in town to rent a movie - and the lovely Czech hostel manager responded by lending me her entire DVD collection. Weather forgotten, I was settling in when invited to partake of the delicious dinner the afro’d South African assistant manager was cooking up for a group of friends. In the midst of such generous hospitality I was in no hurry to leave. Being at the base of [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 29th 2007

Bus over a raining Skye Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Isle of Skye

Travellin' through

“Have you ever had a goatee?” “No, but I had a goat once.” Sitting in Inverness a month on from the start of my trip, I still loved the lively buzz of mixed-up conversations and the crazy characters to be encountered in hostel lounges. The night of the above quotation, I gave up on my guide books and bus timetables, unable to resist the semi-surreal exchange of carefully pronounced English, fuelled by an equal parts mixture of goodwill, vodka and Irn-Bru. As it turned out, my input was unnecessar [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 26th 2007

Adventures in the Wild North Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Inverness

On the road
My favourite entertainment on a bus trip (apart from just watching the scenery go by) is taking pictures and seeing what the camera catches.

Traumatised by the words up and hill and long walk, (things you don't want to hear mixed in amongst directions to your hostel, especially when you've been awake since 5am and have already had one long hike and a never-ending bus ride,) I was relieved to discover the predicted twenty minute slog up a ridge was actually nothing more than a slightly inclining five minute trot through the Inverness town centre. Thank goodness, because otherwise I may just have lain down in the centre of the road and called it home! It was the 21st of October and the end of [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 20th 2007

A tale of two cities Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Edinburgh

Royal Mile, from the Castle
The huge blackened spire on the right belongs to a decommissioned church which is now used as the headquarters for the organisers of the Festival.

Song in my head: I Am Over It by the Dandy Warhols. On repeat. Arriving in a strange place at night isn't the best thing for morale. It had been a tough day, and although I was excited to be in the Scottish capital, after traipsing from the bus station to the hostel I wasn't at my sunniest. Getting in so late meant I had no chance for a bed in a small room, and had to settle for the largest mixed dorm - not the ideal when you just want to sleep, but at least there was WiFi! The next [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 18th 2007

Bordering on Insanity Europe » United Kingdom » England » Northumberland » Berwick upon Tweed

Berwick upon Tweed
Looking back on the town from the furthest point of the ramparts. The Town Hall has an awesome clock tower.

Staying in the historic city of Berwick Upon Tweed was a tactical decision, because it’s within easy reach of Holy Island, (and because I found some really good books in the hostel lounge.) It struck me as a curious place, so I took a brisk walk around before leaving for Scotland. The quintessential border town, Berwick (pronounced Berrick) was claimed by both Scotland and England, and changed hands numerous times during various scuffles. In the Middle Ages the Scots finally ceded it to the English, who promptly fortified it as a border defence. The township is still encircled by t [View Full Entry]

Who said the mediaeval military weren't publicly minded?

By jubeedoo
October 17th 2007

Contemplation Europe » United Kingdom » England » Northumberland » Berwick upon Tweed

Cross on St Cuthbert's Isle
The cross marks the remnants of a small building, thought to have been a chapel. This islet is probably the site of Cuthbert's first hermitage.

A tiny, isolated island off England’s northeastern coast, Holy Island was an attractive prospect to the early Christian monks. Its remoteness allowed them to cut themselves off from ordinary life, in order to devote themselves more fully to prayer - yet in this location they were still within reach of the towns and protective castles of the mainland. The religious community of Lindisfarne was founded by Aidan, a missionary from Iona, and flourished on the Island for more than two hundred years. It had its very own patron saint - its most famous resident, Cuthbert. Fellow Old Girls [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 17th 2007

Adventures in Geordie-Land Europe » United Kingdom » England » Tyne & Wear » Newcastle Upon Tyne

The power of steel
The Tyne Bridge, Tyne river traffic and the Sage Gateshead - otherwise known as the Armadillo building.

On the approach to Newcastle Upon Tyne, some thirty minutes before our due time, the road suddenly dropped down a steep bank to an absolutely astounding collection of bridges strung across a river. I frantically tried to capture the scene through the grimy bus widows as we crossed, the strong afternoon light fighting me all the way. I craned my neck for one last view to commit to memory as we rose up the other side, not even knowing where we were, and certain I would never see the place again. Fuming in my seat, I regretted that I hadn’t had [View Full Entry]

By jubeedoo
October 14th 2007

Over the misty moors and through an air raid, on the Hogwarts Express Europe » United Kingdom » England » North Yorkshire » North York Moors

Whitby Abbey
The beautifully carved and decorated bones of the Abbey are a fantastic backdrop to the graves in the churchyard.

Catching the early morning bus quite literally by the skin of my teeth, I found an empty seat amidst the press of people and sat back to regain my breath. By the time we got to the edge of the National Park, I'd calmed down, breakfasted from the hastily assembled sandwiches thrust into my bag on my whirlwind dash out the door, and was pressed against the foggy window to enjoy the view across the famous scenery of the North York Moors. Unfortunately the drizzly rain which had been persisting down all morning showed no si [View Full Entry]

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