Nikita and Scotty

Dearest readers, By crikey its been a while (sorry, practicing my Australian). I am rather sorry, however you must understand that there is a rather good reason for my delay in getting around to updating you with all the latest goss (I'm also practising what 'the kids of today' are saying). So I left you in Wengen. Well, not really, but you know what I mean. This is where our story begins. I'm sorry Unkie Chris, but this might be another long one - I hope work can afford the extra paper (he keeps copies you see, and highlights his favorite bits - especially those referring to Phillip). Right, so Wengen. It took quite a while to get there from Luzern. We had to catch one train, then another train, then a cable car. We were ... read more

After we had our sad goodbyes with Murkin and Durkin on the transport bus, we made our journey to Amsterdam. We checked into our hostel and headed straight into the red light district for some prozzie hunting. We had some trouble initially, but we eventually were able to find them. My favorite thing is the way that the ladies are segregated according to their major selling points - colour, size and attractiveness. I think we were in the good areas, hard to know though - you don't want to make too much eye contact. I found their cat-like reflexes amazing, it was as if they knew as soon as someone was looking at them. We then thought it would be amusing to go and see a "show" but awkwardness was on the cards and we ran ... read more

Spain was both AMAZING and not so amazing. We arrived in Madrid and it was hot, red hot. After a time consuming consultation of our map, we guesstimated which street we were going to walk down to find our out of the way/ not so out of the way hostel. Upon arrival we discovered that the bed sadly sank in the middle, on the upside there were 7 other beds to choose from. The day after we arrived, we went on a free walking tour which took approximately 3 hours. It wasn't great, and I think what annoyed us the most was that they incessantly tried to sell their other tours. Which were not free. In saying that it annoyed us, let me clarify that we are not against paying for the tours, but that we ... read more

From Sittingbourne we went to see my aunty Helen and uncle Chris in Clacton-on-Sea (south of London). There is not a lot to do in Clacton except drink, figure how these fandangled "mobile phone" thingys work, and dance in the kitchen when you were looking for something to do. Oh, and laugh at the cat in the cupboard. Nick and I also ventured to Clacton Pier where there were some pretty cool wind turbines in the middle of the sea. We also spent some time watching the native Essex-ians and marvelling at their behaviour and/ or dress. Most of the nights were spent in the lounge room (also doubles as our bedroom) chatting with Helen and Chris but one (glorious and nostalgic) night we also went to Chris' local to taste their brew. We had a ... read more

Rise and shine - 5am and our early flight to Kuala Lumpur beckons. Dad took me the scenic route through Kangaroo Ground and Wattle Park to ensure that it was ingrained in me how very pretty Australia is. "Look daughter!" said father, "See the glorious landscape our beautiful Melbourne has. Will thoust not return speedily to thy Papah?".”Yah Papah," I duly responded "this landscape is just as glorious as thou mentioned earlier". Short interjection for a great backstory: I had been freaking out about the flight because I felt like I was getting sick with an ear infection. Turned out it was a pimple. In my ear. Which I popped. Result: Both gross, yet awesome. The happy couple arrived in Malaysia after an 8 hour flight. Upon arrival we encountered above average humidity and a smoggy ... read more