I’m currently at Schiphol Airport, wasting time with a nice beer, sorry to be leaving Europe but happy to be going home too. This whole month has been brilliant… I’ve partied like nothing else, met beautiful and interesting people, and had a good time to gather all my thoughts together and get a bit of a better perspective about life and where I’m going. England was good for my career… I’ve gained invaluable training there and met important people in my company who I will be able to lean on later. The last three days have been a really celebratory end to my lil’ Eurotrip however… dancing my butt off in Amsterdam and Den Haag (The Hague). Walking home in the snow… well that wasn’t so fun, but quite refreshing after 6 hours dancing. Meanwhile, I can’t wait to see my boy. I’ve bought him so many presents over here it’s not funny… I really do spoil him sometimes! I’d love to come back to Europe with Adam and do it properly… but most definitely in summer. Toodles to all… time to get on the plane, and head off to Heathrow before turning around and going off to Bangkok, then Sydney. |
Browsing Posts published in March, 2008
With one more day left to go in training, I think I can say I’m over it being here in the UK. I have no idea how people can live in this weather. Today it was sunny… still cold, but the first full sunny day since I’ve been here. And now they’re expecting some arctic storm to come down on the weekend and make it snow. Somehow I’m almost jealous of Adelaide! I’m looking forward to a few days in Amsterdam with a bit of RnR, but moreso I’m looking forward to coming home and giving my boy a big hug. In fact, I’ll give him far more than a hug (*evil grin*). To say I’m horny to the point of psychosis would be an understatement! |
I was absolutely floored this morning when I heard that Simon, a young man also known on his blog as Mr_Spunk, had died after a short battle with illness.
His husband, David (aka Animator), is a regular blogger who I enjoy reading, and he and Simon have two children, Declan and Benjamin. I wondered why I hadn’t heard from Animator in a long time… I assumed he and Si were off having adventures, as they were prone to doing.
I’ll go out on a limb here and say that whilst I have unfortunately never personally met Dave or Simon, I look up to the two them as role models. Such things are nigh impossible to find in this day and age. I first remember talking to Simon on MSN almost 6 years ago, when I was fledgling gay, and learning his story. Well-educated, sweet and impishly cheeky and funny, we got on well. Soon after that I started talking to his partner (and husband) Dave, who is even more impish than his counterpart and enjoys the finer things in life, like planes, hot boys and fast cars. For the last 5 years, I have been keeping up with their adventures, the births of their two sons, and thinking to myself “one day, that will be me”.
David, if you ever read this, please know that Adam and I are very much humbled by your devastating loss… this terrible news has absolutely floored us and our hearts go out to your family.
Helllooooooo my darlinks! Yes, I’m still over here, and I hear that summer has finally turned up for Australia! Believe it or not, I’m actually jealous of everywhere apart from Adelaide… man it must suck to live there at the moment. Heatwaves since… 1st of March I believe it has been. Nasty! Anyway, I’m here in my hotel room, curled up with the laptop, with a nice glass of Johnny Black on the rocks (is there any other way??? ), thinking about just how much fun the last few weeks have been. This weekend saw me start off by hiring a car (a cute little diesel Ford Focus, not quite as gutless as I first imagined), and heading off to London initially, then off to Stonehenge and finally to Bath (over a few days… I took my time!). Stonehenge… well, I do appreciate the history, but something I realised in my travels is that I’m not very excited by wet, cold rocks. Or really any monuments in particular, unless it has a bit of atmosphere about it. I didn’t think Stonehenge had much atmosphere… I didn’t get any chills from being there. I think I’ve figured out that I’m a “people” tourist… I much prefer meeting new people in difference places and having “experiences” than seeing the sights. I’m not really impressed by fantastical monuments… I go just to say I’ve been there. Sure, there’s an “ow wow, that’s pretty cool” factor about it, but it’s fleeting and 5 minutes later I’m ready to move on. For example… I went to Bath today. Frankly, Bath was quite spectacular…. Victorian houses, cobbled streets, 2000 year old Roman baths, but to me the most enjoyable thing was the drive there and back. Me, alone in the English countryside, gunning the lil’ diesel beast around picturesque country roads. I took a few detours (I have faith in my GPS) and eventually wound up at a some 300-year old stone pub in the middle of nowhere. Whilst there I enjoyed a traditional roast beef meal in front of the fireplace, washed down by some British ale. Doesn’t get much more English than that! Anyway, this poor old boy is a bit tired now, he’s gotta go back to work tomorrow! Oh well… thankfully it’s a short week so it won’t be long before I’m kicking my heels up in Amsterdam! Cheerio! |
I’ve been here over a week now, but it wasn’t until Saturday when I got off the train from Southampton and walked over to the Thames that I suddenly realised… “Oh my God… I’m in f**ing LONDON… what the hell am I doing here, on the other side of the world???”. It’s been a big few weeks, and I do apologise for not having written about my encounters earlier, but it’s just been crazy! I’ll start from the beginning and break it up into sections for my lazier readers… Mardi Gras The Flight Over The flight itself was uneventful… I was in cattle class (drat and curses to the new company travel policy!), cooped up beside the window with a pillow and my iPod. I managed to stay awake until Bangkok, get a litre of Johnny Black and a carton of cigarettes for 1500 Baht (about $45 AUD, freshers), and get back on the yet-again-delayed plane off to London. I managed to get some broken sleep, but those seats really aren’t designed for sleeping! Thankfully when I got to London, a driver was waiting for me and was kind enough to let me have a much longed-after cigarette before heading off to Southampton. Miraculously enough, I got there at 11am, only 90 minutes late for the start of the training course. Southampton London It was then time to go off via the Tube to the Camden Markets, where I didn’t know what I was looking for, but seemed to find anything and everything for sale anyway. Managed to pick up some leather gloves and a new leather jacket… considering the weather, it was a very sensible choice! Found a little present from Adam from a cute Romanian struggling artist, and then decided to head off to Trafalgar Square. It was by this time I had been walking a lot… I was absolutely exhausted! So I waltzed into the National Gallery, plonked myself in front of a Monet, and just relaxed for a bit. Soho One of the best things about the night was going up and introducing myself to complete and utter strangers. By the end of the night, I had introduced myself to cute English lads, Lithuanians, Germans, Swedes and the occasional American, before heading off to the local gay nightclub with a twinky Russian and a few others. I had an amazing time at the nightclub, saw Pete Burns perform, but I have to say I was a little underwhelmed. He really wasn’t that much of a performer. Yeah I get it… he looks like a girl. He wears a dress. Don’t care. The nightclub went off though… lots of cute boys dancing. I had a great time… will definitely remember it Back to it |
