I don’t really know what time my Grandparents usually wake up, but I’m guessing it’s pretty early, because when I awoke sometime between 8 and 9, they gave the impression they’d been up for a while. I had my first shower and shave in a couple of days, and discovered that I don’t think I ... [More]
Category: Europe 1998 🇬🇧🏴🏴🇧🇪🇳🇱
England, Scotland, Belgium and the Netherlands, September 1998
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Arrival
The plane touched down at some ungodly hour of the morning (I’m not sure exactly when; my brain doesn’t quite grasp the concept of time before 6am). There had been a terrific view of London from the plane – but only for the people over the other side. And trying to get a glimpse out ... [More]
The check-in chick asked me “Just going to London today, Mr Bowen?” Ahem. JUST London? Isn’t that far enough to be going? It’s halfway around the world for heaven’s sake. Perhaps being booked to go on to Portugal via Greenland and Luxembourg might have made her job more exciting. Leaving my family at the doors ... [More]
I must admit that now, with about 36 hours until I stagger with my backpack through the big glass doors of International Departures at Tullamarine for my big trip overseas, the excitement of travel is starting to mix with the trepidation of missing (and being missed by) my family while I’m gone for the month. ... [More]
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T minus 8 days
Well, take-off day is only 8 days away now. I’m getting less nervous about getting everything organised, and more excited at the prospect of stepping down on foreign soil for a bit of a wander round. I’m not really nervous of flying – the two airlines I’m using, Qantas and British Airways, seem to have ... [More]
The past few weeks I’ve been rushing around like a headless chook, and haven’t had much time to update my diary. So here’s the latest, including tying up some loose ends from last month: Isaac’s hair was eventually cut by a friendly neighbourhood barber – while Isaac was asleep The beard got shaved off a ... [More]
The beard is still intact. Still irritating, but I’m getting more used to it, even if I do forget sometimes that it’s there. We’ve been attempting to have a major clear out of stuff at home. The spare room was getting so crowded that sometimes you could barely get in the door. At least twice ... [More]