Apologies and Articulation

Hey everyone!

Firstly let me apologise for the last three weeks. Yeah, three weeks have gone by and it still feels like only last week that I arrived here in Stuttgart. In such a short time, the city has become my home, a place I can feel safe and comfortable and simply relax. The people are lovely, even though there are some cultural differences that are a little confusing (especially the lack of queuing!). I can’t believe how beautiful a place this is, and I think a part of me will always think of Stuttgart as my home away from home. Continue reading

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Schnee, Schneemann und Schneeballschlacht!

For the uninformed, the title translates to “Snow, Snowman and Snowball Fight.” Which pretty much sums up the past two days.

On Friday we had our first snow in Stuttgart, and to say that the Australians were excited would be an understatement! In our morning tea break of our German classes, a large contingent converged on the square across the road from the classrooms, and thus began the first snowball fight of the course! As I had actually taken food to eat in class that day, I stayed inside the classroom, opting instead to figure out how to open a window, and proceed to take a few photos. It was a somewhat successful venture, but it would have been better, had I been able to take some shots when it had been snowing heavily. Continue reading

Three Days, Many Adventures

Okay, so it turns out I’m terrible at updating on time, for which I am sorry! Wednesday night I had started typing out the adventures of the past few days, but my host mother had cooked dinner for us. After dinner and an excellent Stuttgart beer, I was ready for bed, and fell asleep while messaging a friend! As a result, the update was delayed until today, so instead of just the past two days, I’ll give you the events of the past three. Continue reading

Orienteering and Orientation!

Firstly, I’d like to apologise to everyone for a lack of updates over the past few days, it’s been pretty busy and the past two nights I’ve come home and crashed. Even tonight I’m really tired, but I can’t make that excuse forever! I made the commitment to post every day or so, and I will stick to it. So here’s the goss on the last few days.

As frustrating as it may be, I’m partially glad that my body clock still functions properly over the other side of the world. If I were home in Australia, I would be waking up with the sunrise, at 5:30-6am. Unfortunately, even though the sunrise here is not until after 8am, I have been consistently waking up at 6-6:30am (Stuttgart time though, so it could be worse!). It was a bit of a pain though, as on Sunday the hotel doesn’t serve breakfast until 8:00, so I had to entertain myself for an hour and a half in the morning. It was surprisingly easy. Continue reading

Paris to Stuttgart: Why, Paris? Why?

It’s official. I have done something I had prided myself on never doing before. Though, it was bound to happen eventually. After all, I did decide to stop in Paris, and I don’t speak a word of French. I couldn’t even ask “Do you speak English?” which is something I can do in both Spanish and German (and English, of course). But it happened, and I’m glad it happened now and not later in my trip. I’m glad I didn’t miss a plane or something, those are much harder situations to fix. You can probably tell by now what I am going to say. That’s right.

I missed my train to Stuttgart. Continue reading

Dubai-Paris: That Amazing Feeling When…

…When you finally get to have a proper shower after travelling for 2 days straight. Seriously, nothing beats feeling the grime of the past forty or so hours disappearing as you can finally relax and not feel/smell like the living dead. Or the realisation that you did actually bruise yourself when you landed on the armrest on your flight to Qatar, and the evidence is a lovely tennis ball sized black bruise on your hip. No wonder sitting hurts!

It is currently 8:53am here in Paris, and I have to leave in about an hour to get to my train. I was going to attempt to get a little sightseeing done, but I simply won’t have time, and with the weather as it is, I wont have the daylight! It is still quite dark outside, and extremely overcast, so I think that I’ll just head straight to the train. After all, better to be there early than to miss my train! So with my plans cancelled, I now have time to do what I couldn’t last night; tell you of my journey to Paris! Continue reading

Perth-Dubai: 2 Out Of 20 Ain’t Bad…

As the title may infer, in the past 20 or so hours I have had a total of 2, restless hours of sleep. Which is better than the last time I flew red-eye; a total of 50+ travelling hours ended in ne only getting one hour of sleep under my belt… Suffice to say I was a tad tired when we got home from tour in 2013!

At time of writing, it is 11am in Dubai, and a sunny 20 degrees Celsius. I have so far succeeded in not getting lost changing terminals, watched a poor man get stuck at the facial recognition passport scanning point for at least ten minutes, Skyped the family with questionable success, and eaten an almond croissant larger than my face (I kid you not). But let me start with last night’s flight in detail. Continue reading