On Sophie, Liv and Jess' last day together, they took the train out to Frankfurt Oder: a good hour away, nice ride up throught the beautiful landscape, for some reason it reminded me of north queensland and Atherton.We went to visit Liv's family friend if you will, Leslie, (Australian, old friend of livs mum felicity) and her german husband Wolfgang, and her mum Shirley, who was so cute and on the most on the ball 90 year old Iv met in a while, so funny. It was a...

This is Berlin! The Wall, Reichstag, bikes, babes, clubs, craving for kebab, coffee surrounding, pretty rosy cheeked people, "Danker Schon!" the ultimate curry wurst, checkpoint Charlie, train fun ( just one minor drama), Humboldt uni, books in german, old postcards, "bitte", hackescher markt, alexander platz, oranienburger tor, Sophie club, flat ground, food markets, jewish museum, sausage, potatoes, felafel, Berlin Dom, Museum Island, Bra...

Paris Paris Paris. A very belated blog entry in homage to this most magnificent place, visited 24th--29th August 2009 by Sophia, Liv and Jess: We arrived nice and late on the night of the Mondayn after a hectic to say the least day, full of flights, fears and frantic flight hopping and baggage scares. But it was all worth the pain when we saw our Servas host Dora waiting for us in Charles de Gaulle, ready to take us to our new parisien home for the next two ni...

Cannot BELIEVE what just happened. so liv and jess left today, it was a sad goodbye and I was feeling a little blue., After doing shiiiite-loads of practical stuff, washing, showering, hair washing, leg shaving, coffee drinking and emailing, I decided to venture out into berlin on my lonesome, I mean may as well get used to it as I will be a solo traveller for the next 2 weeks. So like, first of all, nobody I have encountered (i admit i have been here fo...

Baby went to Amsterdam She put a little money into travelling Now it's so slow, so slow Baby went to Amsterdam Four, five days for the big canal Now it's so slow, so slow　I listened to 'Amsterdam' by Peter Bjorn and John on the beautiful train ride from Paris, with a stopover in Antwerp, Belgium, arriving in sunny Amsterdam at about 3 in the arvo. I put my bags in a locker and headed out into the streets of Amsterdam, I had a few hours to kill before meeti...