Ladies and Gentlemen,
I’m proud to let you know I’ve created a new feature. :}
An interactive map that allows you to see where i’ve been and link to the related post. :]
So go on then, give it a whirl.
The map will be featured permanently on the [the stats] page. ;]
Have fun. :]
Ryan
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So, as an update to my lovely blog post about Croatia where I was travelling with my Aunt and uncle, I’d like to let you all know that one of my photos from near Mljet has ended up in the Toemail collection, a blog that contains “Pictures of toes, pictures of feet” and is “making the world a better place, one foot at a time.” Quite an interesting bit of fun really. Worth checking out!
You can check out the short post with my pic here.
Have a good day/evening/night people. :]
Ryan.
P.S. Don’t mock my pink drawing… the feet are very… Picasso-esque. ;]
First of all, I’d like to update this post by letting you know that one of my photos is featured in a fascinating little blog called Toemail.
Croatia may very well have been the best part of our European trip. A lack of sand was the least of our concerns… with golden sunshine, crystal clear waters and cheap seafood to dine for! ;]
Beginning in Dubrovnik, where we recently arrived from Albania, our one-week round trip cruise consisted of stopping at gorgeous locations such as Mljet, Korčula and Hvar, as well as numerous smaller islands dotted along the Central and Southern Dalmation Coasts. Each night we would dock in port and discovered the best of the local seafood and other traditional meals… all for very reasonable prices. In places a bit off the beaten track, we found cheap souvenirs, and I swear I could not find one dodgy postcard…. it was so damn hard to choose just one!
Anyway, I suppose you’d be wanting to see the photos. So here you go, sorted by the location. :]
Dubrovnik:
“Oh look a drug-dealer”… was one of many phrases we threw around whilst in Albania. It joined other brilliant lines such as “that Merc was stolen from Germany”, and “that BMW was stolen from Switzerland…”
My god, I thought, what on earth had our Lonely Planet guide gotten us into now? 
After an amazing four days in London, it certainly didn’t turn for the worst when we ended up in the Balkans… but it was by far the biggest eye-opener.
First stop was an overnight in Corfu, Greece, with a view from our hotel, The Pink Palace, that looked a little something like this:
Apart from arriving at 10 o’clock at night, having a street post that blocked our stunning view and being fed sandwiches as a replacement dinner, I had a good night. I met a few lovely gals from Sydney and even discovered an old school friend was working there… small world.
We woke up early the next day and headed for the port where we then set off to infamous Albania by ferry (apparently you can hear gunshots at night from Corfu). This was the sight we saw on arrival:
Looking slightly nicer than one would expect, this coastal city of Saranda was certainly the jewel along Albania’s coastline. Looking like a slightly under-developed French Riviera, the city left an impression I won’t easily forget.
After we got off the ferry, we located our tour bus (that would take us to Dubrovnik) and were informed just how young Albania was… they only got cars in the early 1990′s… and everything there is dirt cheap. Goes to show that their economy is a little out of whack… clearly aren’t aware of inflation.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve told you how things are going for me. But now I’d like to mention just how good it is on this holiday so far. With many thanks to Lonely Planet‘s hit travel guide Europe on a Shoestring, we’ve made it from London to Corfu in Greece, survived Albania, swum in Montenegro and sailed for a week through Croatia‘s gorgeous island coast.
But, as there is simply way too much to talk about for one post, I think I might start things off with a mention of Sunny London- the place I’d love to live in a few years time (followed in the next post by a brief run-through of what we got up to before hitting Croatia’s beautiful coastline). :]
So, it’s a city and the capital of England with a population of about…. pssh you all know the stats. Onto the juicy stuff :]
Flying in from Munich was just the beginning. Independent from the get go, I was looking forward to London for a bundle of reasons, ranging from it’s culture, world influence and importance, to its people, infamous weather and funny looking phonebooths. Upon arrival, I wasn’t too impressed. Heathrow is a BIG airport… I was in terminal 5 (Sydney only has 3 terminals…). Thus, it was a chaotic rush just figuring out how to locate the train that would connect me to the city itself.
The other thing that came as a worldly shock was the fact that everyone was speaking english… it felt so strange to see it everywhere on signs, posters and all over people’s lips. Clearly i’ve been stuck in a german frame of mind. :p No english what so ever.
Once I eventually found the hostel, I got to share a room with some lovely Swedish girls and we ended up going out together for an evening stroll through Buckingham Palace gardens, Trafalgar Square and a Tesco’s supermarket aisle, and then hitting up a nightclub till four in the morning. (Then we hit up Maccas) :] Then eventually I ended up in bed…. at 5am :p It was a good night…. that’s all to be said.
Above are some photos I took on the very first day in London. It wasn’t till the next day however, that I caught up with my aunt and uncle. 10am in the morning (yes, that works out to be only five hours sleep) I was startled by a knock at the door and I finally saw the faces of my two relatives. So naturally I said hello: “Can you grab me my towel? You were supposed to bring it right?”.
Dearest Kidlings,
I’m off on a fairly decent trip of London, Italy, a bit of Southern France and Croatia beginning tomorrow. That means, I won’t be posting anything for a while. So bear with me, and who knows, perhaps a post will magically appear. :]
Enjoy your holidays for those who have them, and if not, stay beautiful, every day’s a holiday if you make it worth it. ;]
Peace and love,
Ryan
