so i had problems getting to sleep last night, my brain was in overdrive, various images drifted in and out of my head - a cacophony of dream, thoughts and ideas was stirring - and it didn't stop, not 'til i heard the chirp of the morning birds.
prior to bed though, there was a flurry of activity on the computer: twitters, blogs, facebooks and lots and lots of pictures that i've been too lazy to upload since dot.
perhaps that was the cause, managing multiple mediums' got me brainstorming (at a very bad time) about my next update/post/upload.
i'm zombie like at work this morning - secretly typing up this post, cleverly disguised as an important email addressed to important people.
it's the last day of march today.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
remixed feelings
it's been almost six months since returning from london and only now, due to the change in visa rules i've felt the need to reflect on the year i spent there.
i guess the biggest thing about living abroad is...exactly that, living abroad and meeting unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar accents from different parts of the island and a world of adventure awaiting my discovery.
i've dossed with friends, made new friends and reforged old ones and met distant family that i've never ever seen before.
i had a 3 hour round trip to aylesbury everyday for 7 months for work.
there, i met some hard working english and some lazy ones, like every other working society.
i admit, it's a rather small sample group but i can only speak from my experience (strange and coincidentally i met an ex workmate from sydney from several years back).
the bloke who sat next to me had only been to london a handful of times, he grew up in aylesbury, now 32, he's worked in that organisation since he was 18 in the call centre, recently as he says, got "promoted" to IT. one day he'll visit sydney, one day.
then comes the european trips, ticket purchases, check ins, customs, the delayed flights, dawn departures and midnight arrivals are just some of the things that's defined many australians' experience.
this by no means is an exhaustive list, our trips were at best guess every 3 weeks. we visited a fair few cities as you do during your first year in london (ibiza is all sorts of crazy).
there were also so many memories i took away from being in london-town itself.
i've been fortunate enough to have a fairly close knit bunch of friends over there that's either super-enthusiastic about jetting off to some european city or getting out and partaking in local activities and places of interest - bath, windsor, touch footy, musicals, portobello markets, and hunting for good coffee!
leaving london in september last year, i made many many promises to friends about returning by early '09.
so a change in the visa rules which has effectively ruled me out of the only venue for me to return to london has me feeling, inadequate, unsatisfied, disappointed.
lately, the idea of working and living in canada came up on my radar, due to the ease of acquiring their visa and perhaps a substitute for london...
i've not lived or worked in another city other than london, but i can't be bothered to explain why the desire for london right now.
i guess the biggest thing about living abroad is...exactly that, living abroad and meeting unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar accents from different parts of the island and a world of adventure awaiting my discovery.
i've dossed with friends, made new friends and reforged old ones and met distant family that i've never ever seen before.
i had a 3 hour round trip to aylesbury everyday for 7 months for work.
there, i met some hard working english and some lazy ones, like every other working society.
i admit, it's a rather small sample group but i can only speak from my experience (strange and coincidentally i met an ex workmate from sydney from several years back).
the bloke who sat next to me had only been to london a handful of times, he grew up in aylesbury, now 32, he's worked in that organisation since he was 18 in the call centre, recently as he says, got "promoted" to IT. one day he'll visit sydney, one day.
then comes the european trips, ticket purchases, check ins, customs, the delayed flights, dawn departures and midnight arrivals are just some of the things that's defined many australians' experience.
this by no means is an exhaustive list, our trips were at best guess every 3 weeks. we visited a fair few cities as you do during your first year in london (ibiza is all sorts of crazy).
there were also so many memories i took away from being in london-town itself.
i've been fortunate enough to have a fairly close knit bunch of friends over there that's either super-enthusiastic about jetting off to some european city or getting out and partaking in local activities and places of interest - bath, windsor, touch footy, musicals, portobello markets, and hunting for good coffee!
leaving london in september last year, i made many many promises to friends about returning by early '09.
so a change in the visa rules which has effectively ruled me out of the only venue for me to return to london has me feeling, inadequate, unsatisfied, disappointed.
lately, the idea of working and living in canada came up on my radar, due to the ease of acquiring their visa and perhaps a substitute for london...
i've not lived or worked in another city other than london, but i can't be bothered to explain why the desire for london right now.
so they're onto us
march 31st marks the day the brits decided to up the slam dunk highly skillful visa requirements.
being one of those people who decided not to return to tertiary.edu to nab a highly skillful masters degree, has consequentially shafted me an opportunity to return to the land of the britons and enjoy: breakfast teas, ride on red double decker buses, black cabs, row boats around universities whilst reciting poetry and cold, cold winters.
first thoughts: sad panda, no bamboo.
on second thoughts, screw the brits, i'll goto canada, who are welcoming us aussies with open arms, to enjoy: tegan & sara, the raptors, the maple leafs, niagra falls, french-esque-ness, big bears and cold, cold winters!
RAWR!!!
being one of those people who decided not to return to tertiary.edu to nab a highly skillful masters degree, has consequentially shafted me an opportunity to return to the land of the britons and enjoy: breakfast teas, ride on red double decker buses, black cabs, row boats around universities whilst reciting poetry and cold, cold winters.
first thoughts: sad panda, no bamboo.
on second thoughts, screw the brits, i'll goto canada, who are welcoming us aussies with open arms, to enjoy: tegan & sara, the raptors, the maple leafs, niagra falls, french-esque-ness, big bears and cold, cold winters!
RAWR!!!
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