How’s about…a little town in upstate New York, early in the morning of the 17th of December. I start here because this was the day that it all began. The day that was the beginning of my adventure to the motherland – that’s the United Kingdom, just in case.
I left school early; well it was about midday before we left but after a long night of celebrations for the completion of exams that’s early!! So we got on the road, I managed to find a ride to the city, as I was flying out of JFK. The drive wasn’t long and I was in good company so things started well, but if there is one thing I hate about traveling it would have to be the hours you spend doing absolutely nothing (except maybe reading a trashy magazine) waiting in airports. Oh the things you got to do to travel the world. Such a small price to pay I would say!!
So finally later that night I boarded a plane bound solely for one of the fastest paced cities in the world, London!!
I arrived early the next morning, feeling surprisingly refreshed for having been confined up in a tiny economy class seat for the previous 6 hours. Has anyone ever walked out to the arrivals lounge in Heathrow airport because the feeling I had was like I was a new born puppy being put on display in a large glass cage. Its nuts you walk out and there are people hanging over every inch of space there is to snatch the first sight of the unknowing innocent people getting off their planes. I felt the urge to bust out a dance or something – but you will all be happy to hear I restrained myself and held back!!
I was picked up by one of my really good friends from home’s parents, who now live in greater London, which was nice to see a familiar face as opposed to the many unfamiliar. I went from there and spent a few wonderful days catching up with them and a few of my other friends and people that I knew that lived in London, even managed to bump into a couple of unsuspecting on Bond Street as well, small world aye!! Was awesome to hang out for a while and not have to worry about the daily things of school and training, and I really got to relax for the first time in a while. Great feeling. Next on my list of travels was a flight to Edinburgh to see my sister – it had certainly been a while but when I saw her nothing looked much different. She looks great and was so glad to see her. We spent all of that afternoon, night and a large portion of the morning chatting away over a few beverages just catching up.
From there once work was finished (for them not me) and all xmas parties had been attended to we hit the road and drove down to my grandparents place in Southport in Northern England. This was cool, it was the first time I had seen my grandparents since I was much younger and also my brother came up and the three of us kids spent xmas with our English cousins, it was weird but cool, because we are all grown up now and hadn’t seen each other for a long time.
Christmas day was wicked. We had a huge feast, I say feast here instead of just dinner or meal because that’s exactly what it was – a feast of massive proportions I think there were 5 courses in all. I was stuffed full after that, we rounded off the afternoon by playing that game; I never am sure what it is called, where you write names on paper and stick it to their foreheads and then they have to guess who they are by asking questions that can only have ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answers. This was a great way to entertain all the family – a game for all ages. Once the oldies retired to their beds, the younger generation of James’ headed out to the pubs to dance off their xmas dinners, mind you I think we might have burned off more than that as we walked the whole way home after the pubs closed. I think it took us over an hour, though on any given day I’ve been told it takes less than 20minutes!!
On the 26th – Boxing Day to those of us from ‘down under’ – my sister, her boyfriend, one of her friends that has just moved to Edinburgh and I all set off once again in the car, this time however our destination was Newcastle to board the Duke of Scandinavia en route to Holland, Amsterdam in fact. After a extremely rough crossing where many were only just managing to hold down their xmas dinners from the night before, we spent the next three nights in a hostel right in the center of Amsterdam. The country is so beautiful I could hardly believe it. It was so different to what I thought it might be. We spent our days walking the canal-lined streets and window shopping and marveling at the buildings that looked more like they belonged next to the leaning tower of Pisa rather than on a quiet street in Holland. It was amazing how these buildings stood up, apparently we learnt that they were built on very soft soil due to the moisture from the canal water and so gradually the soil is moving and therefore they are moving with them. By night we walked the infamous red light district and saw some sights you would never see in up-state New York. But like I said the city is amazingly beautiful and the people are so nice and friendly!!
It was back to Edinburgh on New Years Eve, after a much nicer and not so rough return crossing on the Duke. Had an awesome time with my sister and some of her friends that were staying in Edinburgh for a visit. A couple of them had just got engaged and so there was a double celebration to be had!! We headed for the huge street party – hogmany. One of the biggest in the world for New Years Eve I think!! There was so many people, such an awesome experience. I almost got lost but managed to find my way back to the pub we were planning to meet back at and sure enough everyone was there.
After a crazy time after Christmas and during new years I headed south and back into the empire land and to Birmingham, well actually kind of south of Birmingham, a little brand new village type setting called Solihul.
That is where my older brother, Scott works. He got a job from London about 6 months ago and moved north to take the job and its ins quite a cool little place actually. Very different to anything else I have experienced in England, a very new, modern little place where everything looks the same. It seems as though it should be part of the countryside, and kind of is if you go more than 5 minutes out of the center, but has the feeling of a cute little township!! After much good food, and a little tiki touring around the mid section of the motherland I jumped the 9am bus down to London and managed a flight out of Heathrow and before I knew it I was back in NYC jumping yet another train upstate to head back to school.
Looking back I can’t believe how fast time flew by, and how much I managed to jam pack into my little 3 week tour. I loved the time and the experience and more than anything being able to hang out and catch up with my sister and brother again!!
Well I guess this is it for me for the time being, I hope you have all enjoyed the travels with me as I have taken you about the life of a upstate NY liberal arts college student, who spends more of her time submerged in water rather than standing dry on land!!
I wish you all well in your travels as they continue through life and I leave with just one piece of advice….. – just do it! Whatever the cost the benefits will far outweigh it in the long run!!
Travel safe and I look forward to reading the experiences of the new season!!
Kez
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