Melbourne, here we come. :)

Hey bloggys :)
It's 2:59am and I'm on my way to the airport! Looks like I might be able to update you all after all.
If I don't get time to come on here, I'll be updating Twitter as I go and you can see the live Twitter feed on the right side of this page. :)

I'm super excited!!

Tashhh x

TomorrowTomorrowTomorrow!

Guessssss whaaattttttttt?

I'm heading to Melbourne TOMORROW! :)

It's one of those super fast, slightly spontaneous trips and Mum and I plan to make the absolute best of it. :) Before I go, I thought I'd let you guys know what I'm doing while I'm there. :)

I originally planned to give you guys live updates while I was in Melbourne, and let you know what was what going on, and the highlights of the city etc... but that can't happen now because I can't take my laptop or my iPad. :(
But it's ok, I'll be back in like, 2 days! And you'll get the lowdown then. :)

Ok, so I leave bright and early tomorrow morning on a 5am flight, and we arrive at 7:30am - 8:30 their time. On Tuesday we plan to just explore, and see where we end up. Our hotel is very conveniently located  right in the middle of the city too. :)

It's Wednesday that I am super excited about...
Those of you that either know me, or have read my blog since the start, know my love for Egypt, and more specifically, Tutankhamun.
Well, on Wednesday, Mum and I are going to the Tutankhamun and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs exhibit at the Melbourne Museum!

I can't even explain my excitement.

I'm all packed now, and I'll take lots and lots of pictures... I promise. :P
Anyway, I must be off! I have to be up at 2:30am to get to the airport in time for check in.

I can't wait to tell you all about my adventures! :)

Tashhh x

Stereotypicalllll.

So I did something super stereotypical and cliche.

So, I guess this post will be somewhat the same.... apologies.

I'm not sure if any of you read my other blogs, but one is about how Brisbane is my Temporary New York, but I never reaaaallllyyyy meant it (don't tell ;) )... I mean, how could Brisbane City compare to New York? It can't, really.... but I have learnt that it is kiiiiinda amazing.

Sunday night, my gay friends dragged me to a 'gay night' FLUFFY Halloween Party, and a few of my straight male friends came along too. I was so reserved. I mean, I have nothing against gay people what so ever, but could I handle going to an actual gay night event?

The answer is a massive yes! :) And, I would go again.

Never EVER thought I would say this...

Drag shows are awesome. Like, really awesome.

The night was held at The Family nightclub in Fortitude Valley, Brisbane. It was an awesome place already, but you should have seen it all 'Halloweened-up'. That night they also opened a roof top bar, which became our haunt for that night.

It was stereotypical movie style. The bar overlooked the city lights and at times your vision was impaired by the clouds of cigarette smoke emerging from the group around us. We were perched on stools at a high table and took pictures, had a few drinks and chilled out. It was at around 1:30am that we decided to leave.

Here's the problem. Trains stop running at 12:30 in Brisbane. And I'm too cheap to pay for the $25 taxi. ;)

So, we decided to waste 3 and a half hours in the city. 

Best. Idea. Ever. 

We started the night...well, morning, roaming the city to find a pool place that my friend insisted was open 24 hours... it wasn't. So we continued wandering. We reached the middle of the city. At that point there is a wide open space. Not a square, just an open space. During the day its generally full of busy city folk, rushing around for work, or shopping. At night time it is a lot different though. 

The square was secluded, but not in a creepy way. There were remnants of the day that had passed being removed by the cleaners on the graveyard shift. But, the awesome thing? There was 50's style waltz music being played over a speaker throughout the night, over the town centre. We mucked around and danced, until the cleaners swarmed the area and we moved on.

We next found ourselves at King George Square. 

My friends and I mounted the kangaroo statues... and I wasn't going to post the photos at first because... well, you know... they're special or something. 

BUT for the sake of travel blogging, I must! ;)

This is where it gets really stereotypical. 

As the night drew on we were running out of things to do, so we stayed in King George Square.

The three of us decided to lie down in the middle of the city and star gaze. 

It was awesome. :)

Later on, we noticed light in the horizon and trekked to the bridge over the Brisbane River and watched the sun rise. :) It was at that point that our lack of sleep caught up on us, and with half an hour to go, we headed to Pancake Manor, and only at that point did we learn that the place is open 24/7 AND they let you sleep there!

Finally, after a breakfast of awesome pancakes, we found our way - delirious and sleepy - to the train station... and I headed home. 

It was an awesome night, and that, along with explorations of South Bank during both day and night, have made me appreciate the city in a whole new light. And I've learnt to love Brisbane. 

A lot. 

Tashhh x

A REAL travel blog!?

I'm so so sooo sorry guys..

Two words can describe my timely absence.
Assessment Period. Urghhh
I've been so crazy busy... literally hardly enough time to eat, let alone blog.
But, I'm finished.. so I'm back.

With good news. ;)

I'm going to Melbourne! :) In exactly on week today, I will be sat in a quaint Melbournian restaurant with my mum having lunch, planning our adventure.
So... you know what that means?

A REAL travel blog! :)
I'm not saying that mine aren't real... I just mean, it will be current and up to date; not memories of past experiences. So I'm super super excited about that, and I can't wait to share my experience with all of you.
But for now... I'm going to write you a little piece, as a sorry gift for ditching you all for so long.

Ciao!

Tashhh x

Homesick.

I'm homesick...
Not for my parents home on the coast, but for my 'true home'.
For England.

I keep remembering parts of my holiday at Christmas...
Wandering through the ruins of Thornton Abbey; or nativagating the streets of York.
The old, yet somewhat contemporary buildings of London; the freaking British Museum.
The little English cottages, the churches.
The snow.

So, once my stupid  Archaeology assignment is finished, I'll revisit the memories of my holidays in more depth, and get to work on a new post for you all. :)

The big question...
Should it be on The Shambles... York itself... or Thornton Abbey?
Hmmm.

Tashhhh x

The Best Cookies in the World?

So, I'm sat in my Ancient Rome lecture drinking an amazing 'Mococoa' from Zarraffas... Its just like a hot chocolate but it has caramel in it... And crushed malt biscuits and cream on top. :)
This is making me want to tell you guys about one of my memories from Greece... It'll make sense soon. Trust me. :)

So, I know I've already told you guys all about 'Spagbol Island' but I have another prevalent memory from my holiday in Greece...

A bakery.

You're probably thinking, what? Really? You were in GREECE and one of your favorite memories is a BAKERY!? But, this was no ordinary bakery... It was ahhhh-mazing!

I can't remember how we discovered the bakery, because it was a fair walk from our hotel, but every morning we would get up at 5am (or some similar ungodly hour) just to go get some of the cookies that this bakery sold. It was the only time we could get them, because they were so amazing that they sold out ridiculously fast.

So, every morning, my mum, dad, little brother and I would make the trek down to the bakery.
It was a traditional Greek old style bakery. I don't remember exactly what the building looked like, but I remember it was really old and made of uneven stones. The people that ran the shop were Greek and only spoke broken (and terrible) English, but they loved our English accents. ;)

We bought a pack of assorted Greek cookies every time - never anything different. I remember that they were all cool shapes- my brother and I used to try and dismantle them before we ate them.
There were plaits, rings, knots and just normal cookie shapes, and I remember one day there was a heart shaped one too. They were all glossy and shiny and... Ahhh I would do anything to get another one of those cookies!

Since that holiday I have never ever tasted anything quite as good as those cookies... The only tastes that I have found to be close are Chai Lattes or these tiny little Gingerbread Men that they sometimes have in the speciality sections at supermarkets.

I would literally go back to Greece just for those cookies.
That's how amazing they were... The best cookies in the world, perhaps? :)

Tashhh x

P.S. Just so you can be as hungry as me... Check em out. ;)

Greek Cookies :)

Drum Roll please......

IIIIIIII'm back people!
And better than ever. :)
I now have the Blogger App on my iPad and iPhone, so even though I am super busy, I have no excuse for not posting now! :)
Whether on my daily commutes or while I'm laid in bed at night, posting will happen more regularly... I promise. :)
And just as a bit of a makeup gift... I'll post an extra special blog today. :)
Get excited! ;)

Tashhh