Amster-damnn

The 11th of February has put me in a place I never thought I'd be two years ago, 6 months ago, 2 weeks ago or even yesterday... still in the grey confides of my bedroom in Crawley. Alas, I am still here and awaiting a winter placement (if one ever shows up).

But it has meant that I've finally (almost) cleared everything from my family home, got to spend some quality time with the family, pop over to the Netherlands for the weekend and see my old favourite band play a venue about 20 times the capacity that I'm used to.


My phone call that is my ticket to slopes, snowboarding, and scenery still hasn't come through. So me and my Dad went to watch some football together. Fair to say he was more excited about the game than I was (Psst, we won 5-0) but I was just happy for the social. And helping Dad to not fall in the road after a couple of 7.5% ciders ;)

After getting home on Saturday night I realised it was my first birthday since my 18th (6 years ago!) that I've spent in the UK so needed to change that so convinced Mama to book a last minute day off work and come on a 3 day break to Amsterdam with me, leaving home at 6am the next day.

So that we did, packed our overnight bags, booked a Botel (it's a hotel on a converted boat, geddit??) and attempted to catch our flight...only to realise I'd actually booked it for November 2019. Well it's always been on my bucketlist to show up at the airport and book the next flight...

We ended up doing a fair bit when we were over there, my personal favourite was my birthday unlimited-pancake cruise. But after walking every ounce of them over the weekend (not weekend) we covered the whole city (in the sleet) by foot, we met up with a Koh Rong friend, Ilana, on her native territory and she showed us the best food place ever. The pictures speak for themselves. 

 

 

mum sized car


Other ventures out of my house this week have seen me and my, uglier, sibling discover my new favourite band in London (and a few bevvies with Natalie Webb) with Estrons and seeing my old fav band Don Broco finally headlining Wembley (and getting in for free... score!) 

 

Home, Sweet Home.

December 18th saw a shock and a very messy bedroom to the family household as I decided to make the pilgrimage back to the UK for the Christmas season!

A quick nip up to the ever-so-sunny Blackpool, Glasgow and down the Coast to Cornwall. A smooth flight over to Poland and now awaiting my flight to my next adventure. Hitting the Alps for Round 2. 2019 style!

Highlight include;

• The big family reunion! And having some decent food, and a fridge full of it! 
• And coffee and cocktail catch ups with everyone from the past few years I haven't seen. 
• Dancing the evening away to Madness in Brighton. Family bonding over some ciders and ska.
• Christmas and New Year. Even the quiet ones are never really that quiet in my family.
• Going to Blackpool and hitting the arcades, missing out on the infamous illuminations, apparently switched off for my arrival and the closed piers. 
• Spending a few nights with my Scottish family, (massive shout out for putting me up K.B, Gwen, David and Jenna. And helping me out with my Veganuary). Getting pished, almost getting knocked out by Jenna when she was flossing through the Panto, eating a whole tube of salt and vinegar pringles (okay, that's not a highlight for sure haha) 
• Condiment Chaos in Cornwall
• My bus driver getting knocked out on the way home.
• Reuniting with Karma from Koh Rong in Warsaw. Making the most of the cheap alcohol and pretending to speak wayyy more languages than I do.
• Having to evacuate my train and rejoin a new one.

A few snaps from this time, and my last trip through Thailand.

being normal at madness

snowboard squad 2016

80's night with drunk juliette

-11 at the somber Birkenau

cheers to getting pished

apparently not the eiffel tower

head first into scottish culture with some dragon soop

did someone say "flaming absynth"?

catch ups with lucy lou