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William Lehmann Joined: April 4th 2008
Logged in: July 20th 2010
Logged in: July 20th 2010
Travel Blog Posts
Ahoy there! Well, dear reader, this entry was written(and forgotten about) a substantial portion of my life ago. 'Better late than never' is an excuse, so I won't say that. Nevertheless, here are some two year old musings. I arrived into a warm and sunny Marseille on the afternoon of the 16th of June. My friend, Amandine, was running late so I had plenty of time to read some more of my (rather entertaining) chick lit(White Teeth, before you ask). She evenually arrived and we drove to one of the stunning calanques on the Med coast, where we were greeted by incredibly inviting turquoise water, although a little too cold for a dip. After a hike along the coast we reached a point from where we had a view back to Marseille, over the water. A ... read more
Mmmm.. lentilly goodness
I had two days left in Sevilla before moving onto the capital of Spain. Since food is so cheap in the south, I ate like a king. In fact, if one showed up, I think he would have been comfortable. This two week long feasting meant that I had alot of food left over, and so my last two days were filled with experimentating and creating new dishes from lentils, couscous, auburgine, asparagus, tomato and (vegos look away) chorizo. About three frying pans full of my concoctions were consumed by my housemates and (mainly) me in that short period of time. On the morning of May 14th, I woke at eight am. That my not sound early, but after getting used to the Spanish way, it was. With my bags packed I walked to Plaza De ... read more
The rio
Saturday the 26th of April arrived and brought with it my journey south. After a 25 minute metro trip I had returned to Valencia airport. The land of bountiful vitamin C was soon to be but a memory, and I shall be acquainting myself with Sevilla shortly. Within an hour of touching down in Andalucia I knew that I was in for a good time, however long that would be. How long would I remain in Sevilla? At that stage that was a question with no answer, but things were to work themselves out nicely for me. I met Maren, a German girl whom I met at the Sydney Mardi Gras in 2007, in the suburb of Triana. I left my bag at her house and we headed into the centre of Sevilla. The centre was ... read more
Gema and me at the Med
I was to fly to Spain on the 22nd of April, departing from Buillund. This all went smoothly enough, but when I arrived 30 min early and had all my luggage, I was amazed. Normally, an early flight is no real cause for amazement, but after hearing the numerous horror stories floating around the aether related to Ryanair, I was suitably impressed. Despite the flight being early, it was still 2230. Not wanting to wait aruond for a bus, I hailed a cab and 12 Euro later I was in Valencia. I met Gemma, my host, dumped my bags at her house and we then headed for a pub. I bought two beers, paying 5 Euro. This turned out to be expensive by Spanish bar standards, but being used to overpriced Oz land, I didn't think ... read more
Troels' house of sin
Rather than going all the way back to Kolding that night, I decided to spend the night in Copenhagen. I contacted Troels on the day I would arrive, and not suprisingly I was welcome to stay. Some people had told me that Nørrebro was a rough area. Sure, there were alot of immigrants in the neighbourhood, but I had never seen any real evidence of their claims. That is, until tonight. There were a group of goths on the bus to Nørrebro, sitting there chatting harmlessly enough, but then about ten immigrant children (aged 15-18) got on and immideatley picked a fight with the goths. Why? Just seemed like the thing to do! It got serious enough that the police were called and all other passengers were transferred to another bus. I eventually made it to ... read more
Nyhavn
Ok, so I know it has been ages since I last made an appearance here, but it's like this right; I had three pages written in Word, but over wrote them when I downladed the old one page entry from my email. Ah well, that happens. And now, for what literally some people have been waiting for, number two! After a couple more days of recovering from jet lag in Kolding, it was time to hit the road. The first stop was the end of the driveway, as I had to tie my shoelace. It’s a great place, I recommend a visit! However, after that, I set off for my uncle Jacob’s house, on the island of Fyn. How to get there was yet to be determined, even at that stage. Rather than doing the sensible(and ... read more
Lina and me in Malmö
So Sweden eh? Havign never been there, I had alot of preconceptions about Swedes and their homeland, all of which turned out to be based on pure fact. Thanks to the beautiful Øresund bridge, I was able to hop on a train, and arrive in Lund no more than an hour later. I was to meet up with Lina, whom along with a friend surfed my couch back in 2006. I messaged her to say what time I would arrive, but did not hear anything back so I went for a walk around the town upon arrival. Many shops and cafés were furnished with Ikea products, there were Saabs and Volvos galore, and nigh on every woman was gorgeous. Three from three for Sweden! After messaging again and getting no respose I set off in search ... read more
So, i'm going to write a travel blog, too! Where to start? How about right now. Having done the typical Will thing of leaving it to the last minute, I awoke on the 2nd of April thinking "Damn, I gotta do some stuff today!". On the bike I hopped after a minimal breakfast, and headed for the NRMA. There I got an international drivers licence, then quickly went to Alexandria to get a new pair of shoes. Shoes are really all you need for travelling I think. Back home and into the packing, which, with the help of Anna, was finsihed 30min before leaving for the airport. Yikes, airport? I'm going somewhere? Apparently I was, and that fact is still slowly sinking in. After a few tearry goodbyes, and 7000km, I was in Hong Kong well ... read more
