As I didn't really know anyone these are the only two photos I took.
Thursday, 31 December 2009
As I didn't really know anyone these are the only two photos I took.
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
Saturday, 5 December 2009
Thursday, 5 November 2009
Sunday, 1 November 2009
It may not look like a lot to you, and its a bit of a mess with the formatting and fonts which is really annoying because I spent ages trying to fix them, but that post took ages, especially since it had lots of pictures.
It may be boring to you but I like to write the history as well so I remember what I have learn. This blog is as much a diary for me as well as something fun for you to read thats why I spend a while trying to get it right!
Now onwards and upwards to my tales back in the Southern Hemisphere!
Stay tuned they should be much easier and faster to blog.
Hope you all still enjoy reading my blog. I am loving the new bloggers, Tim and Louisa and Debra's commitment to their blogs. Keep it up!!
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Michael getting IDed - not something he is used too!
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
Ok, so I didn't go to outer space but it was a 24 hour plane ride away and that's pretty far. I had a pretty good plan trip and managed to watch lots of movies, I wouldn't however, recommend wearing jeans for the whole trip - WHAT was I thinking!~
I have arrived back on the Gold Coast safe and sound and ... HOT. It must be 35 degrees today, lucky Courtney's fancy, pancy brand new car has good aircon. It was nice of my sister's to make the effort to come to the airport to pick me up in Brisbane, where my mother was? ... can tell she missed me!
After 24 hours of flying and 30+ hours of being awake I tired my hardest not to go to bed straight away. It was nice to be back home with my all my STUFF that I NEED - well so I told myself 1.5 years ago when I packed it away.
It was nice to come back to clothes, even though they are over 2 years old, they are new to me now and even though I can't find most of them, damm Heathrow injection, I am working on it.
Being back home has been different and has been a little hard to adjust to a regular job, not having many friends, no holidays and just not the fun loving atmosphere London has. I miss London and my friends like crazy I am trying to make the most of being back home. I have had some fun adventures which I will share with you in separate blogs.
Miss all my friends both in NZ and London and look forward to seeing you all soon.
Monday, 5 October 2009
5 October 2009 - Monday
6 October 2009 - Tuesday
Here is a little extract I found which explains a bit about the politics and trouble in Northern Ireland and what it looks like from a tourists point of view
Walking northwards through a run-down deserted area - the "no man's land" with barbed wire, fortified shelters, shuttered shopfronts and lots of rubble - and then I saw my first Irish flag. I have entered the Falls Road area - the Catholic Ghetto of Belfast. Here the theme is the opposite – an united Ireland, peace, the Potato Famine (during which more than a million people starved to death - the "Genocide" of Ireland, as some slogans here claim), Hurrah-To-IRA, Down-With-RUC, etc. Some road kerbs were even painted green-white-orange, the Irish national colours. Plus murals on Fidel Castro, Che Guevara and Catalonia.
Just north of Falls Road is the Shankill Road - Protestant area. A "Berlin Wall" separated the two parts.
After the Black Taxi Cab tour we headed up to Belfast Castle for a quick look around - The familiar landmark of Belfast Castle, overlooks the city from a prominent site 400 feet above sea level on the slopes of Cave Hill. This magnificent sandstone building, recently restored by Belfast City Council's Parks Department, has close associations with the city's history.
Shane's Castle this is the one I was hoping to find, but we couldn't - Shane's Castle,--or, as it was once called, "Eden-duff-carrick,"--has been, since the year 1345, the home of the O'Neills. The Royal house of O'Neill traces its history back to the very beginning of Ireland's story. They were kings of Ulster for one thousand years. Like the branches of a great oak tree that has its roots twined about the very heart of the earth itself, it would be impossible to record a tithe of the events connected with such a people as the O'Neills.
Imagine this: Off the coast of a faraway, misty land, two chiefs on separate boats were competing to reach the shore. The stakes are high: the winner will get all the land beyond. Both tried their best, rowing as fast as they could but it soon become apparent that one of them was way ahead of the other. Just as the winner was about to reach the shore, the losing chief cut off his hand, threw the blood-dripping hand onto the shore and won the race.
You will see from the murals above that there is a hand on the rock, that is a mural of this story.
- Interesting site - Mythical or Biblical decedents?
After Antrim we headed to Londonderry - is the second largest city in Northern Ireland and home to the Bloody Sunday masacures.
We visited a museum in Londonderry dedicated to the Bloody Sunday Masacures which had lots of information about Bloody Sunday and lots of ... momentos from the day. This was a massive event in Londonderry and there are murals everywhere depicting it.You will find that this event touched many lives and that some artists even wrote songs about it - maybe the post popular one you have heard is by U2Shots were fired by a mindless military,
The people ran they were unarmed
Across the world we will read of Derry
And those who died by oppressive hands.
—Cruachan, "Bloody Sunday"
Well it was Sunday bloody Sunday
When they shot the people there
The cries of thirteen martyrs
Filled the Free Derry airIs there any one amongst you
Dare to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was bleeding
When they nailed the coffin lids!
—John Lennon and Yoko Ono "Sunday Bloody Sunday"
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Sunday, bloody Sunday.
—U2 "Sunday Bloody Sunday"
After visiting Londonderry we headed to Sligo where we found a cute B & B to stay in for the night.
7 October 2009 - Wednesday
Today we got up early and headed to Galway. We didn't stay in Galway long as we just needed to pop in there to find out the best way to get to the Aran Islands - The Aran Islands a group of three islands located at the mouth of Galway Bay, on the west coast of Ireland. Irish is the main spoken language on all three islands, and is the language used naming the islands and their villages and townlands.
When we got off the ferry we thought we might bike around the island but were told we didn't really have enough time so hoped in one of the local's vans for a tour around the island.
Dun Aonghasa - this is the most famous of several prehistoric forts on theAran Islands. It is located on Inishmore at the edge of an approximately 100 metre high cliff.
After looking at the fort we stopped in this little cafe for a delicious meal. I had a Guinness and beef stew and it was so yum, and nice for a cold day. After lunch we headed to the seven churches and graveyard for a wander around the monastic ruins.
These cute little houses were all over the island and we were told they were for the fairies!
8 October 2009 - Thursday
Today we got up and headed out and about on our road trip again. Today we stopped at:
Dungarie Castle - Dunguaire Castle is a 16th-century tower house on the southeastern shore of Galway Bay The castle's 75-foot tower and its defensive wall have been restored to excellent condition, and the grounds are open to tourists during the summer. It is thought to be the most photographed castle in Ireland.
Beautiful panoramic view from Dunguarie Castle
Poulnabrone Dolmenis a portal tomb in the Burren, County Clare, dating back to the Neolithic period, probably between 4200 BC to 2900 BC. A crack was discovered in the eastern portal stone in 1985. Following the resulting collapse, the dolmen was dismantled, and the cracked stone was replaced. Excavations during this time found that between 16 and 22 adults and 6 children were buried under the monument. Personal items buried with the dead included a polished stone axe, a bone pendant, quartz crystals, weapons and pottery. In the Bronze Age, around 1700BC, a newborn baby was buried in the portico, just outside the entrance. With its dominating presence on the limestone landscape of the Burren, the tomb must have remained a centre for ceremony and ritual until well into the Celtic period.
We then drove to a wildlife centre in County Clare. I can't remember the exact name but it included The Burren Birds of Prey Centre and Ailwee Cave.
At the Burren Birds of Prey Centre we looked around all the birds on display. My favourite bird was the Great Grey Owl. It was cute and everywhere you walked you felt like it was watching you, which I guess could be scary but was fun to try and trick out! After looking at the birds we sat down and watched the bird show. I even got to hold one of the birds.
After the bird show we headed up the road a bit to Ailwee Cave.
This is where a bear used to sleep.
9 October 2009 - Friday
Friday, 2 October 2009
After everyone left Casey and myself headed to the Slug and Lettuce for some more drinks and some dinner, we ended up going to some bar in ... Angel maybe ... which wasn't that good so as per usual for me, I ended up in the walkabout at Finchley Road.
All my lovely friends who I had to leave when I left London - miss you all heaps and heaps!
Lovely wings that we made for our costumes
After the Church we headed to the She Bu walkie differently that we usually do. Amanda's friend Dan gave us a ride in the back of his van.
Movie of van ride!
We found Nicola at the Walkie, pie stop on the way to the walkie, picture of my pretty wings!
Miss you guys all heaps and heaps and here is a re-cap of my other Church experiences
- Time One - joined by Hayley and Niki
- Time Two - joined by Richard and tall Michael
- Time Three - joined by Debra, Karen and Amanda
- Time four - joined by other Michael