It's been an eventful couple of days...
I can't say it's been the best start to our road trip.
Day 1 the Volvo breaks down and we have to be towed (read below).
Day 2 the Audi feels the crunch of metal.
Alex and I were stopped at a red light on our way to what turned out to be a drunken whiskey filled evening. We were in the right lane going straight and as soon as the lights turned green a Honda came flying across from the left hand lane trying to make a right.
I wish I were lying when I told you we slammed on the breaks, blasted the horn but the guy just kept on coming, denting the front left hand corner of the Audi and smashing the headlight...
It was one of those moments where we could see it happening but there was nothing we could do... we sat hearts in our throats, screaming, swearing.
Luckily a police man saw everything, pulled us both over and fined "Xavier" for his gut-wrenching mistake.
The day after Alex and I picked up the temperamental Volvo and it's running better than I've ever heard it. But due to our two days of terrible luck we've decided to push our road trip back to Monday and spend 8 days travelling down. Same route, but they'll be more time for us to see things.
Every cloud?
Friday, 27 August 2010
Wednesday, 25 August 2010
Temperamental Volvo Stike 1
I finally made it to Detroit, after 12hours of travelling and way too much waiting around.
Yesterday was my first full day in the USA and Alex and I decided to embark on some retail therapy. It's kind of a tradition. Every time I visit we go to the supermarket and go to the "mall".
Ironically Alex and I were having a conversation about our luck - or lack there of, and how we had been so lucky up until now. Within a second the car shut off, the oil light came on and we were stranded on the side of the motorway.
The 1988 temperamental Volvo struck. Strike 1.
The car ended up being towed and is currently getting a new timing belt. (?!)
Luckily Alex's Dad was so kind to lend us his Audi A4 convertible. I felt like a film star all day. Driving with the top down, hair everywhere, Raybans on!
It was so typical though... Alex's family are now worried sick. His Grandparents are convinced we're going to break down on top of the Rocky Mountain or in the middle of Death Valley. Personally I still want to drive, but we'll have to see what is going to happen. There's a lot of talk or air fares, shipping, and new cars...
...I'll keep you updated...
Yesterday was my first full day in the USA and Alex and I decided to embark on some retail therapy. It's kind of a tradition. Every time I visit we go to the supermarket and go to the "mall".
Ironically Alex and I were having a conversation about our luck - or lack there of, and how we had been so lucky up until now. Within a second the car shut off, the oil light came on and we were stranded on the side of the motorway.
The 1988 temperamental Volvo struck. Strike 1.
The car ended up being towed and is currently getting a new timing belt. (?!)
Luckily Alex's Dad was so kind to lend us his Audi A4 convertible. I felt like a film star all day. Driving with the top down, hair everywhere, Raybans on!
It was so typical though... Alex's family are now worried sick. His Grandparents are convinced we're going to break down on top of the Rocky Mountain or in the middle of Death Valley. Personally I still want to drive, but we'll have to see what is going to happen. There's a lot of talk or air fares, shipping, and new cars...
...I'll keep you updated...
Saturday, 21 August 2010
Un día!!
I can't believe how soon it is until I leave.
I don't think I'm normal. Last week I held back tears of fear and nervs in China town as I chomped down dim sum, but this week - with only a day to go, I'm feeling fabulous about everything!
Having felt like I was going to throw up all week I'm more content than ever. I just feel like everything is falling into place.
Funny how with so much to do I suddenly got bombarded with work. - Extra pocket money for a mini shopping trip to the "mall" haha.
I've finally packed all my clothes, shoes, and handbags. It was easier than I thought choosing clothes - shoes on the other hand was a nightmare...
My Mum finally got to say "hi" to Alex's Mum - Kelly, face to face (or Skype to Skype!) this week. I nearly died. My Mum ran upstairs laughing and wanting to talk to Alex. Little did she know that Kelly was also on Skype, much to my Mum's embarrassment as she squealed "I've already had two glasses of wine!". But it was nice for them to get to finally have a chat.
I think I've discovered that leaving has its major ups. I've received more cards and presents in the past month than I did on my birthday; with the added hilarity of a girls night out which resulted in far too many bottles of wine, numerous amounts of unwanted attention, vomiting, a friend laying on the bottom of a taxi floor - stilettos in the air singing "Americano!!!" to my feet, and a spontaneous 3am 1hour walk across town only to be locked out as a very hilarious times.
I think my next update will be from Michigan! How crazy is that. I have my plane outfit planned and intend to take numerous photos in the airport, on the plane, and during my change in Chicago - yes I'm going to be one of THOOSE people.
I just can't wait!
I don't think I'm normal. Last week I held back tears of fear and nervs in China town as I chomped down dim sum, but this week - with only a day to go, I'm feeling fabulous about everything!
Having felt like I was going to throw up all week I'm more content than ever. I just feel like everything is falling into place.
Funny how with so much to do I suddenly got bombarded with work. - Extra pocket money for a mini shopping trip to the "mall" haha.
I've finally packed all my clothes, shoes, and handbags. It was easier than I thought choosing clothes - shoes on the other hand was a nightmare...
My Mum finally got to say "hi" to Alex's Mum - Kelly, face to face (or Skype to Skype!) this week. I nearly died. My Mum ran upstairs laughing and wanting to talk to Alex. Little did she know that Kelly was also on Skype, much to my Mum's embarrassment as she squealed "I've already had two glasses of wine!". But it was nice for them to get to finally have a chat.
I think I've discovered that leaving has its major ups. I've received more cards and presents in the past month than I did on my birthday; with the added hilarity of a girls night out which resulted in far too many bottles of wine, numerous amounts of unwanted attention, vomiting, a friend laying on the bottom of a taxi floor - stilettos in the air singing "Americano!!!" to my feet, and a spontaneous 3am 1hour walk across town only to be locked out as a very hilarious times.
I think my next update will be from Michigan! How crazy is that. I have my plane outfit planned and intend to take numerous photos in the airport, on the plane, and during my change in Chicago - yes I'm going to be one of THOOSE people.
I just can't wait!
Wednesday, 4 August 2010
Inspiration
It's funny how I always become inspired to write very late at night.
I've been meaning to write a meaningless (hah) post about shoes... Having sorted a small selection from my collection to begin the start of my packing. Now, however, this seems irrelevant and totally self consuming.
It's strange how the mind fails to make up it's mind, and mine in particular darts about tricking itself into thinking it wants one thing then throwing it back and deciding on another.
I recently read a very inspiring blog which consisted mainly of travels and art. A couple of years ago art was a huge part of my life and I miss it. I miss the sense of total personal creativity that can represent one thing for myself, but be interpreted differently from another point of view. Unlike fashion, creating art - for me, takes me away from the fear of judgement and replaces it with a sense of sercurity. Perculiar when both art forms are at risk of judgement just as much as the other.
Currently I spend my days waiting. Doing nothing of great use. Just waiting.
I'm hoping moving to Califorina will allow my burning desire of adventure to spill out. I want to see new things, embrace change, and soak up the unrestrained sense of freedom. I don't want to waste of thing, let a moment pass me by, or live with any regret.
From the start I was determined to use this blog to picture document all the experiences I have. But now I wonder if I will regret such a decision and end up viewing my own experiences from afar instead of embracing them and actually living what is happening...
I've been meaning to write a meaningless (hah) post about shoes... Having sorted a small selection from my collection to begin the start of my packing. Now, however, this seems irrelevant and totally self consuming.
It's strange how the mind fails to make up it's mind, and mine in particular darts about tricking itself into thinking it wants one thing then throwing it back and deciding on another.
I recently read a very inspiring blog which consisted mainly of travels and art. A couple of years ago art was a huge part of my life and I miss it. I miss the sense of total personal creativity that can represent one thing for myself, but be interpreted differently from another point of view. Unlike fashion, creating art - for me, takes me away from the fear of judgement and replaces it with a sense of sercurity. Perculiar when both art forms are at risk of judgement just as much as the other.
Currently I spend my days waiting. Doing nothing of great use. Just waiting.
I'm hoping moving to Califorina will allow my burning desire of adventure to spill out. I want to see new things, embrace change, and soak up the unrestrained sense of freedom. I don't want to waste of thing, let a moment pass me by, or live with any regret.
From the start I was determined to use this blog to picture document all the experiences I have. But now I wonder if I will regret such a decision and end up viewing my own experiences from afar instead of embracing them and actually living what is happening...
Sunday, 18 July 2010
Who knew!
Second music post in in month! Don't know what has gotten into me...
I'm really enjoying Noah and the Whales - 5 Years Time. I know it's not a recent song but I'm giving it major love. My friend came to visit less than a week ago and we spent some time on Spotify and it has opened me up to a whole world of music that's so easily streamed and accessed.
Noah and the Whale - 5 Years Time.
I love this song not just because of it's catchy tune and cutsie lyrics, but because it makes you think of all your own fun times and make me want to make the most of all the experiences yet to come. Live in the moment!
I'm also a huge fan of their outfits and dance moves. So old school geek. These are the only dance moves I could hope to execute...
Noah and the Whale - Shape of My Heart.
In this songs I particularly like the whale tambourine and Mr One Eye's wrestling outfit. Geek sheek perfection.
Perfect round trip music too...
I'm really enjoying Noah and the Whales - 5 Years Time. I know it's not a recent song but I'm giving it major love. My friend came to visit less than a week ago and we spent some time on Spotify and it has opened me up to a whole world of music that's so easily streamed and accessed.
Noah and the Whale - 5 Years Time.
I love this song not just because of it's catchy tune and cutsie lyrics, but because it makes you think of all your own fun times and make me want to make the most of all the experiences yet to come. Live in the moment!
I'm also a huge fan of their outfits and dance moves. So old school geek. These are the only dance moves I could hope to execute...
Noah and the Whale - Shape of My Heart.
In this songs I particularly like the whale tambourine and Mr One Eye's wrestling outfit. Geek sheek perfection.
Perfect round trip music too...
?
It's been a while and I know I've been seriously neglecting this blog.
Surprisingly enough I've been busy. I'm slowly but surely saving some money - It's anything but glamorous, I clean, look after children, and generally pick up any (legal) work I can. But hey! It's money and it's going to get me where I want to be.
It's a funny thing. As soon as you are granted everything you want, you're suddenly filled with doubts, fears, and begin to question you're previous motives for wanting what you want.
It hit me last night whilst sitting on an alien sofa eating ice-lollies, watching mainstream telly, and praying a disgruntled 1 year old I was sitting would sleep through the night... I'm actually moving. I'm going to be thrown into a world that is foreign beyond anything I can ever anticipate. I was apprehensive to meet this new world of so called "perfection" where boob jobs are rife and money is thrown about with disarray. I neither possess big boobs or have money to spare...
However, whilst going through my morning routine of devouring the blogs I love, I clicked on a link to theseventeenmagazineproject.com. I'm not sure of how to credit this blog or what the general rules are for recognizing other peoples work, but this blog has really made me think. I highly recommend anyone who has doubts about themselves to scroll down and read the post "Hey main stream media...", it features people from around and about basically giving two fingers to what has been fed to them by teen magazines. There are lots of the photo posts on Flickr.com.
It's really helped jolt me out of my fear, it's sad and pathetic that I doubted myself. Now I aim to move to California with my own personality and try not to make myself conform to the stereotypes out there and just enjoy being me. Cheesy, I know but I am moving to the world of walking bumper stickers after all...
p.s. Visa interview next Friday! Final step - eeek!!
Surprisingly enough I've been busy. I'm slowly but surely saving some money - It's anything but glamorous, I clean, look after children, and generally pick up any (legal) work I can. But hey! It's money and it's going to get me where I want to be.
It's a funny thing. As soon as you are granted everything you want, you're suddenly filled with doubts, fears, and begin to question you're previous motives for wanting what you want.
It hit me last night whilst sitting on an alien sofa eating ice-lollies, watching mainstream telly, and praying a disgruntled 1 year old I was sitting would sleep through the night... I'm actually moving. I'm going to be thrown into a world that is foreign beyond anything I can ever anticipate. I was apprehensive to meet this new world of so called "perfection" where boob jobs are rife and money is thrown about with disarray. I neither possess big boobs or have money to spare...
However, whilst going through my morning routine of devouring the blogs I love, I clicked on a link to theseventeenmagazineproject.com. I'm not sure of how to credit this blog or what the general rules are for recognizing other peoples work, but this blog has really made me think. I highly recommend anyone who has doubts about themselves to scroll down and read the post "Hey main stream media...", it features people from around and about basically giving two fingers to what has been fed to them by teen magazines. There are lots of the photo posts on Flickr.com.
It's really helped jolt me out of my fear, it's sad and pathetic that I doubted myself. Now I aim to move to California with my own personality and try not to make myself conform to the stereotypes out there and just enjoy being me. Cheesy, I know but I am moving to the world of walking bumper stickers after all...
p.s. Visa interview next Friday! Final step - eeek!!
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
"....drunk boys leave their arms in the fireplace."
As I attempt to find a home for the mountain of pointless crap I've returned home from Uni with I rediscovered Dazed Digital playlist for April...
I don't know how I ever forgot. I'm once again in love.
I've been in love with these miraculous playlists since the very start of uni, waiting impaitiently for them to pop up on my screen every month. Somewhere inbetween exams and trying desperatly to find a summer job I forgot.
April's 2010 playlist is especially good. I'm particularly fond of Drunk Girls - LCD Soundsystem: lyrically hilarious and perfectly sarcastic.
I adore feel good music and this track has really hit the spot.
A Dazed playlist I never bored of is March 2008. I've loved it from the off and have never gotten annoyed of hearing it on repeat.
I'm not very good a writing about music. In everyday conversation I forget the artist and titles of every song. So in this rare moment I'm going to quit whilst I'm ahead! Go listen to LCD Soundsystem!!
I don't know how I ever forgot. I'm once again in love.
I've been in love with these miraculous playlists since the very start of uni, waiting impaitiently for them to pop up on my screen every month. Somewhere inbetween exams and trying desperatly to find a summer job I forgot.
April's 2010 playlist is especially good. I'm particularly fond of Drunk Girls - LCD Soundsystem: lyrically hilarious and perfectly sarcastic.
I adore feel good music and this track has really hit the spot.
A Dazed playlist I never bored of is March 2008. I've loved it from the off and have never gotten annoyed of hearing it on repeat.
I'm not very good a writing about music. In everyday conversation I forget the artist and titles of every song. So in this rare moment I'm going to quit whilst I'm ahead! Go listen to LCD Soundsystem!!
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