O ye'll take the high road and I'll take the low road, An' I'll be in Scotland afore ye...I succumbed to the tempting, easy option of seeing the wilds of Scotland from the comfort of a bus, and so found a tour that had all I wanted. There were fifteen on the bus, every one of them so nice, and great company for the three days that we were together. Our Scottish tour guide was brilliant, with stories to tell about all we passed, and some Scottish music ever on han...

The Hogmanay mania has departed and Edinburgh sleeps. No doubt recovering from a collective new years hangover. The weather is icy and wonderful, there is snow on my eyelashes and everything is white. I thought it time I added a current blog, so the rest can be caught up later. I was bracing myself for absolute freezing temperatures, which there is, but it's nothing remarkable. Life goes on as normal, the city hasnt shut down because an Australian tourist is a li...

I escaped back to London once more. I loved Paris, but the thought of London made me quite overwhelmingly happy, and it was a slight relief after the coldness of the Parisian family, to be on my own once more. I wasnt alone for long though, as Tony and Caroline were too nice to me again, not only letting me stay, but inviting me to Carolines family's place for Christmas with them. It was nice to be cosy again. Monday evening, after a very long bus ride I'm sittin...

A small Aussie crowd descended upon rainy Brighton one day, and found the prettiest seaside city. I went with Kiel, Bindy and some of their friends, and I was surprised how close it was to London. I wouldnt have thought about going there, thinking it far far away, so am glad I got to see it. I think it would be an amazing place to work in Summer, or even in winter, as there is something so nice about it.The brightly painted beach huts line the pebbled shore and t...

I am worse than bad at blogging, with posts infrequent and always well after I have left the places mentioned, but I will soon be up to date, I know it...I was lucky enough to get a lift all the way to Stratford, with Valdis, the lady I stayed with in Oxford, and we passed some more Cotswold villages on the way, with little churches and thatched cottages - all very English and charming.In Stratford I passed guides on every street who pointed to chattering tourist...