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Hi. I'm Nat. From January - June, 2014 I was on exchange in Copenhagen, Denmark. I'm now travelling around Europe, will update when I can (that is, probably not much at all.) Accept the challenge to follow my ramblings!

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Budapest, Zagreb, Belgrade, London, Dublin, Minden

Gutenmorgen!

Please forgive my lack of usual photos and any spelling mistakes, I'm writing on an iPad in a hotel in Munich, because the wifi only covers one device. How irritating. But doable.

Just thought I'd give an update on what I've been up to since I left Denmark, since I'm not going to be able to do full posts because you know, it is far more fun to go and do things than it is to sit and write about them. So!

Budapest

From Copenhagen, I flew to Budapest. I spent three days exploring, meeting up with my friend from Denmark (from Melbourne). Highlights included the view of the Danube, St Stephens Basilica, the largest Jewish synagogue in Europe (third worldwide behind Israel and New York), the palace, the Turkish baths. The nightlife was really cool, bars built in ruined buildings all done up, like a hipster hideaway which hasn't diminished by going mainstream. So very cool. 

Zagreb

I took the train six-ish hours to Zagreb, including swapping onto a bus for 60km and the border crossing from Hungary to Zagreb. Wasn't a terrible trip, it reminded me of the Hogwarts Express except green, but that was the style of cabins on the train. I arrived in Zagreb to find out the Socceroos had put up a valiant effort against the Netherlands, the Blues had won Origin and Croatia was about to play Cameroon. (They won. The party sounded incredible.)

I liked Zagreb. It was really chill and relaxing compared to Budapest, though that could just have been my outlook. In Zagreb I visited the Museum of Broken Relationships, five different churches/cathedrals, had an amazing Adriatic prawn pasta, went to the Croatian Museum of History, the Croatian Museum of Naive Art, the City of Zagreb Museum, and chanced across a ceremonial guard inspection and ran into them later at the Stone Gate. I also spent time sitting in the park reading Game of Thrones because the day I arrived was a public holiday and most things were closed. It was really nice. Croatia in general has a lot of these things called "Caffe Bars", where you just go and sit under an umbrella in a comfortable chair, sipping your coffee/juice/beer/wine and watching the world go by. So nice, but irritating when you want a real cafe that serves food.

This is where I went to Erdut/Almajs. For the rest of the week I stayed at my cousin Adriana's place in Vinkovci, where we hung out, watched Croatia lose to Mexico :( visited some of Mama's nieces and their families, wandered around the cities of Osjiek (featuring a cool old fort, and the site of the famous floating bridge, built on ships), Vukovar (a town that held out for long enough for the rest of the country to mobilise following the Serbian invasion in the early 90s, with a powerful memorial cemetery). It's a shame I didn't get to go to the Adriatic coast, but that'll have to wait til next time!

Belgrade

Belgrade gave me a bad first impression. I didn't like the way taxi drivers swarmed me as I first got off the bus. But it redeemed itself. Belgrade has a beautifully preserved fort, full walls and gates, and it was really cool. I sat up on the wall overlooking where two rivers meet, then got kicked out of the top part of the park because it had a perfect view of a Billy Idol concert on that night. I visited the Serbian Military Museum (funky artefacts, but more in English would be nice), walked along the main shopping street, visited two Orthodox churches, saw about 50 riot cops come out of a parking garage (and quickly left the area), geeked out at the Nikola Tesla museum (very small but very good--people were so shocked at his remote control boat they more readily believed he was telekinetic), and went partying on a boat. Fun times.

I got delayed by three hours at Belgrade Airport because of a technical issue (which they found just after we taxied out, and I'm glad it wasn't any later!) meaning I spent far more time sitting around chilling than I had planned on the day, but it could have been much worse, so wasn't too bad. I made it to London eventually.

London

I met up with my two best friends from Sydney, Tom and Paul early on Sunday morning (at a pub, yes, if you have seen that photo, my hostel was a pub so they just met me there). We set off through Hyde Park, visiting the Princess Di memorial, saw the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace (well we heard it, seeing was a little difficult but it was still cool), we saw Downing Street (you can't walk down it, it's blocked off), the Churchill War Rooms (which were fantastic! Really good museum, super cool to walk along the corridors picking up on the history), through Trafalgar Square (viewing the Blue Chicken and playing the 'as seen on Doctor Who' game, and where I climbed up on the giant lion statue like the public menace I am) and we saw the show Jersey Boys about Frankie Valli and the Four seasons (that was absolutely incredible. Seriously fantastic show.)

On Monday we went through the London Dungeons (a series of short skits by characters of London's history which was really good, and really creepy in parts, like when you'd be sitting in a chair and it would squirm because the 'leeches' were set loose, or the lights would flash and Jack the Ripper would run across the room. It was seriously cool.) We saw the city from the London Eye, and saw Big Ben and Westminster Abbey. We wandered around the Tower of London (which is much less a Tower than I was expecting, but in the middle of a wonderful fort featuring the Crown Jewels, the armour of kings and noblemen and super funny Beefeater guides). We saw the Globe (well, some of it [the recreation that is], since you need tickets to actually go inside), Platform Nine and Three Quarters at Kings Cross, had Strawberries and Cream at 'Wimbledon' (a public viewing site we stumbled across), and watched the football in a pub.

Tuesday morning we played chess in the park (Paul beat Tom) then visited Portobello Road and the markets there, they were only just setting up but they had some really interesting things for sale there! There are markets along the whole street, selling clothes, fruit, nicknacks and whatnot. We caught a double decker bus back. We then flew to Dublin.

Dublin

Our first afternoon in Dublin we went shopping. It was all pretty cheap and they had some good stuff, before watching the football in a pub (seeing a theme here?). Wednesday morning we went to Trinity College, viewing the Book of Kells (a super gorgeous old Gospel), but more impressive was their Long Room, smelling of old books and filled with busts of famous thinkers and writers, it was so gorgeous. We went past Oscar Wilde's birthplace, and around the docklands on a bus tour. Tom and I then went to the Old Jameson Distillery, where we learnt how the whiskey was made (quite fascinating actually. Also, under Irish law you can't call something a whiskey until it has been maturing for more than three years.) That evening we had a nice dinner at a proper restaurant (granted, it was attached to a pub).

Thursday morning we visited the Guinness Factory, where we tasted the Black Stuff (which is actually red??), learnt to pour the perfect pint and then I successfully drank said pint at their viewing deck/bar. We then toured Kilmainham Gaol, learning about its history of political prisoners and about Ireland's struggle for independence. Fascinating. We caught the bus around listening to our guide singing/explaining the route, and wandered around St Stephen's green (stumbling across Bewley's cafe and the Brown Thomas store) and the shopping centre built in the same style as the gaol. That night we wandered in and out of several pubs-- there was fantastic live music everywhere, playing traditional Irish songs, with a healthy measure of Johnny Cash, and other country and modern hits too. It was lovely just sitting listening and watching people play, and the pubs themselves were incredible, just super cool places.

Minden

Friday afternoon we flew to Hanover, Germany, then caught the train for an hour to a small town called Minden where a friend of Tom's (Franz) lives. We arrived just in time to be in the car as VIVA DEUTSCHLAND cut into the radio playing a song, where we rushed inside to see the replay of the goal just scored. We then had dinner he cooked for us, then met some of Franz's friends and was introduced to German beer and absolutely delicious peach schnapps. Saturday we sight saw in Minden, including the Middelstand Canal, a built river running from Berlin to Dortmund, with a lock in Minden to get ships from the river up to it-- from below it looks like a highway overpass, but there is water up there, super weird and very clever. We saw the town Centre and the main Cathedral (with beautiful stain glass windows that looked like a kaleidoscope) and to a monument to Kaiser Wilhem that doubled as a lookout point over the whole area. Gorgeous countryside, very picturesque (I promise to show you the pictures one day!) That night we went to Franz's friend's 21st, featuring more German beer and awkward English conversations, but it was really nice, and really fun. Sunday we caught the train down to Munich, and now I'm writing this :)

So one week in, another three airports and three countries to my list, and millions of incredible experiences. Hope you're well, have a lovely week!

Monday, June 23, 2014

Erdut and Aljmaš

Hello!!

As always, my apologies for the delays in updating. My last month in Copenhagen just flew past in a blur of hurried tourism, Eurovision, final exams, Distortion, cleaning, packing, all the fun stuff. As I write this, I am in Vinkovci, Croatia, at my second cousin Adriana's apartment, and have some time to update. They'll be a bit out chronologically but I feel like the most recent things get priority for now!

Saturday - Sunday, 21st - 22nd June



Erdut, or more specifically, Erdut Planina is where this branch of my family live. They have a farm where they grow 'everything', and have pigs, hens, a funky well, and two kitchens-- one nice one upstairs, and one less nice one downstairs for feeding when coming straight from working fields. My Aunt Erica takes goods to the markets in the nearby big town, Osjiek, every day during summer. I first met her there, then we went to the house.
Coffee (well, a frappe) with Adriana


We then went to the Aljmaš fish fair. Ain't no party like an Aljmaš fish party! Almajš is where my (paternal) grandfather was born (whose brother is Adriana's grandfather).
 
The church there is new, the original having been destroyed in the Croatian independence war. Being a fish festival, we had grilled fish for dinner, which was really irritating to eat because of the bones, but rather tasty. I also met my cousins Sindy and Sabrina! Adriana waved at some people, then was like 'oh, they are our cousins', and I was like, oh, cool. We then went into Osjiek to watch a film, and we were going to go out for a drink in Erdut, but alas the few bars and one disco in town were closed.
 



Sunday we had lunch - Hungarian soup and chicken and sausages and memories at my grandparents' coming back. Absolutely delightful! Those are wild pig teeth on the wall. Casually.

I like the gnomes. Adriana was worried about me seeing weeds.
I can't tell the difference. #citygirl
My great-uncle


After some photo sharing and cake, Adriana and I went to the old Turkish castle overlooking the Danube and climbed around it for a while, then checked out the Erdut church. There is also a winery with the largest operational barrel in the world, but we aren't allowed inside to see it :(
Remnants of the Ottoman Empire The Danube (and Serbia) Adventuresome Adriana!


A shadow in the window... Erdut church The Winery 

We then crossed the border into Serbia for dinner in the Hungarian village (yes, in Serbia) where Adriana's boyfriend lives. Fish soup! Yum!!

Entering Serbia  Adriana's boyfriend's mum does the garden. She's pretty good at it.
Catching dinner! Cooking, Hungarian style Yum!
Us rebels then climbed up onto a rail bridge (apparently the train only goes by every two months. I asked when the last one was, two months ago? Got laughter as a reply.) Nice view up there!


We then retired to some beers on the lake before returning to Croatia. Could absolutely get used to this life.



Tonight we're going to find a bar to watch Australia play, and then Croatia play in the World Cup. Should be pretty exciting, I hope for my neighbour's (and my) sake that Croatia wins! (Sorry, Ricardo!)

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Americanisms

In my travels in the States, I came across some amusing things. Allow me to share them with you.


Dog food, a New York gyro and spam. Curiously the dog food claims to have real beef in it. I doubt the spam claims the same. The gyro was wonderful, difficult to eat but quite delicious. Same can't be said for the churros I had. They smelt like stale playdough and tasted awful.



Cheeseburger pizza. Facepalm. Speaking of real meat, Chik'n nuggets. Not chicken. And Wyngz, not wings, because if you read the fine print, *contains no wing meat. They at least claim to have actual chicken. That's a start. The water amuses me-- 0 calories, 0 fat, 0 protein, 0 sodium, 0 carbohydrates. Well I'd certainly hope not! Drinking it will fill 0% of your recommended daily intake of these nutrients.



The bin is funny because it was at a subway station. The litter stops there. Hahahahaha. The sanitary wipes are for your convenience to clean your shopping trolley before you use it. The Wheaties are just classic breakfast advertising. The Globe-- now this was fun. So as you can see, the cover calls for Obama's impeachment. It was the last one on the shelf, but our clerk looked at it and was like "awww man, don't impeach him!" Twas cute. We didn't say anything for fear of being shot. Inside the magazine was even better-- about the hit squad that got Diana now tailing the Queen, the conspiracy about Elvis' death, it was a lot of fun/heartbreaking to read.


I tried some of the local cuisine in New York, and got excited about having bacon on my burger... I forgot that Americans can't do bacon, they overcook it and it was really quite upsetting, actually. My blueberry pancakes on the other hand, were simply delightful. As for shagging, well, apparently it is a Myrtle Beach tradition. We saw an ad in the hotel lobby for shagging lessons, and we waited til it came back on screen to check what we had seen, and awkwardly asked the concierge what it was. His reply: "haha, yeah I'm not from around these parts either, I know why you're laughing. It's a type of dance or something." We also saw a shagging shoe shop, and "Myrtle Beach, home of the shag" on top of a water tower.


#GodBlessAmerica

The Quidditch World Cup

Saturday and Sunday, 5th and 6th April

The University of Sydney Unspeakables


And so we come to the real purpose of my visit to the States. Going to New York for five days just casually while I'm on exchange in Europe isn't the most logical thing, I mean I could have gone to Norway or Estonia or something and it would have made more sense. But no, Quidditch called me to North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I flew down (by plane, don't get excited) from Newark, New Jersey (another Wifi-less airport) to Myrtle Beach International Airport (which is actually quite nice, by the way, and does in fact have Wifi) on a plane with a note on my itinerary as having 'turboprop equipment'. Which basically means it has two propellers.
Thanks, it's great to be here. Propeller! Woot, woot!

Quite a cute plane really, and rather full. The lady next to me mentioned that she must be the only person on the plane not going to play golf-- there is quite the course in Myrtle Beach, I'm informed. Examining the middle aged men around me, it wasn't hard to agree with her they were golfers. Watching them claim their baggage confirmed this later.

Photo by Michael E. Mason
(Well sort of. That's him in the photo.)
So I arrived, and walked down the hall, following the signs, and ran into my Sydney team mates. We hugged. It was pretty great. They all looked nice and 'fresh' from their flights from Sydney to LA to Charlotte to Myrtle Beach, featuring a 12 hour stopover in LA where they got up to various shenanigans I heard about (something about a crazy taxi ride, finding the Hollywood sign and eating a lot of Werthers Originals). It was so great to see them! :) After some issues with hotel rooms, we set up in the gorgeous Prince, had lunch, shopped, crashed out, and set about fake murdering each other in several games of Mafia. Simply swell! We also had the fire alarm go off-- expert/paranoid that I am now about fires (there was one at my dorm, remember) we evacuated (being some of the few guests to do so). Was a false alarm, thankfully.

Beach Quidditch
On Friday morning we saw the fields for the first time, and took part in a few demo games while the media took promo pictures. We also did some training and started making American friends. It felt good to be back on a broom! It was weird to be playing with a proper broom again too-- much heavier than we are used to and I hate having bristles. They scratch. We normally play with taped up pipe with a piece of pool noodle stuck on the end. Our training Friday afternoon involved a game the team made up in 30 seconds-- beach quidditch. Similar to the above but with modifications since we were on a beach and only had one ball and no brooms. We were joined by several other teams on the beach, and it was really fun!



So how do you actually play?

How did I know you'd ask? I've been playing for nearly two years. It comes up a lot.

Muggle Quiddtich (or quidditch as it is supposed to be called) is a lot of fun. Everyone playing needs to be 'mounted' on their broom at all times-- as mentioned, this doesn't need to be an actual broom. Anything about a metre long will do. When we played with Grant Denyer on Sunrise he was prancing around on one with a unicorn head (his "Sydney Uni-corn".) So usually you hold your broom with one hand, but you can hold it between your legs for a bit if you want to make a catch for example. If you 'dismount', you are taken to have fallen to your injury/death, and must run back to your defensive hoops and touch them before you are back in play.

Chasers, three per team, pass the quaffle (a deflated volleyball) to each other, and try and score through one of the three hoops. A goal is worth 10 points. There is also a keeper per team to defend their hoops, but can also be a valuable attack asset, behaving like a chaser. Beaters, two per team, have the task of throwing one of three bludger/dodgeballs at their opponents. If you are hit with one, you have been 'beat', and must dismount and return to your hoops before rejoining play. The snitch is the one everyone always asks about. The snitch is a ball in a sock attached with velcro to the pants of the snitch runner-- a neutral person whose job it is to evade capture. The seeker on each team has to seek out the snitch, and, well, catch the snitch. Everyone else stays on the pitch, but the snitch may run wherever is agreed beforehand, for example all over campus, and the seekers basically have to wander around in search of them. The snitch gets told to come back to the pitch eventually so that the game doesn't go on forever, and the seekers aren't released to go after them for the first 10 minutes to let the game go on for a while. Catching the snitch ends the game and is worth 30 points (not the 150 from the books, because that is ridiculous). Oh, and it is full contact (with rules, of course). You need two people of gender different from two other people making up the six on the pitch at all times (usually, two female and four male).

Team Selfie The Snitches Team bus

Saturday morning, bright and early we arrived at the sports complex, and found a spot in the Athletes Village. Yes seriously, though it was really just a place to dump our stuff/hang out. We were applauded walking through after someone shouted "HEY! IT'S SYDNEY!" So much awesome. After a brief dance off with Canadian teams, we walked around Field One in the Opening Ceremony, accompanied by a middle school band, and waving to the crowds who had come out to see us. That was fun. We, as Australia, were the second group in the procession, following the Snitches, and leading the five Canadian teams, and the remaining 73 American teams. So World Cup VII wasn't much of a world cup (it is a thing in parts of Europe, but they didn't go because reasons, and actually four spots were given to Australian teams but we were the only ones who could go) but hey we were a team from (more or less) Australia in South Carolina playing a sport on broomsticks. :D :D We took our spots in the grandstand and listened to a few speeches. Then we belted out the National Anthem and happily listened to the Canadians and Americans do the same (well we hope it was the Canadian anthem. We couldn't hear properly, and it could have been our second verse. We're not sure, but it would have been awkward to ignore Canada.) We took up a cheer of COMMONWEALTH! COMMONWEALTH! at the end. Yay for solidarity based on colonial conquest! :)

Opening Ceremony Procession Not all Australian, but much rejoicing!
Photo by Isabella Gong
View from the grand stand 

The 80 teams (one dropped out really late so only 79 competed) were organised into 16 pools. We were pool 7, dubbed a "pool of life" because even though everyone wrote us off, no one was sure how it would turn out for everyone else. The five teams per pool play each other on Saturday, and the top three in each pool progressed to a knock out tournament on Sunday. Our first match was against McGill from Canada. We got smashed. It wasn't pretty. Score was 150-30*, the asterisk meaning we caught the snitch (yes, we didn't get any other points. We know.) We weren't terribly upset because we always have a slow start but McGill was a game we needed to win, so it didn't look great... Our second match was against RPI, a technical uni from the North East. This game pissed me off. We had moments where we were doing good, but we couldn't string anything together and it was just so frustrating. We could have won and we should have won. Score was 70*-20, so if we had got the snitch when they did, we would have won-- this is termed being 'within snitch range'. But it was great to get some goals on the board, at least!

During our lunch break, we ran around trying to collect a full set of our starting line up's trading cards. We had each submitted a photo and a small blurb, and then they sold them in packets like other trading cards-- so you got randoms and then had to seek out and trade for yourself. Luckily, everyone seemed happy to trade along, and we eventually found a few sets of our starting seven. Mine was the last to be found, I was starting to worry we wouldn't find me! I had a card because I was starting chaser, and my blurb read, "Her proudest achievement so far has been beating a weatherman live on national television." (You can see it here: Take that, Grant Denyer) I also gave myself a tattoo. I'm so cool.

Gone to the dark side... Us and the IQA CEO
Photo by Arielle Flak
Us and the Silicon Valley Skrewts
Photo by Monica Wheeler

University of Minnesota was probably the best game I've ever played. I was swapped into beater because we needed a more physical chaser game. It was so much fun, we had Americans we'd known three hours cheering us on, we had plays falling into place, a guard of honour off the pitch, it was honestly just so great. We lost, 90-50*, but I don't think anyone cared. We had played our hearts out, came off and collapsed and everyone was so happy, smiling, exhausted and so proud. Our fourth and final game was by artificial light, against the Silicon Valley Skrewts-- a community team, not affiliated with a college. This was a difficult match, we lost 150*-30 in the end. I don't remember much except that their snitch catch was so soft-- the snitch was being an idiot and taunting after our seeker got beat and sent back to hoops, so he didn't notice that the other seeker just ran up behind him and got the catch, a second before I beat him. That was irritating. But overall not terrible. We returned to our hotel that night victorious in defeat.
Okay, so we fly a little. After having other people ask us for photos
all weekend, we asked the winners,
University of Texas for one :)

Since we clearly didn't progress through (the Skrewts, Minnesota and McGill did from our pool) we slept in and arrived after some of the matches had been played. We spent the rest of the day watching, chatting, hanging out, celebrating ourselves and each other and taking HEAPS of photos with teams who would ask us. We wanted to play an exhibition match or two but the organisers didn't let us for fear of breaking the hoops (which, considering our history was rather a smart decision). The grand final was University of Texas v Texas State University, you can check out the rest of the bracket here. Grudge match and it was delightful to watch. UT won, 130*-70. They had a closing ceremony, where we won the award for 'Furthest Travelled', and we picked up the prestigious 'Xander Manshel Award' (which I want to rename the Manshel Shield), the prime sportsmanship/awesomeness award. Everyone loved us. It was incredible. We ran out and did a final AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE - OI OI SHHHHH. We're the Unspeakables, hence the shhhhhh. We're so cool. We partied in our hotel room for the night, until those heading back to Australia left at 3.30am. I was flying back to New York and home from there via Amsterdam, while another team mate was going back to his exchange in Washington DC and another was staying with him for a week. It was sad to say goodbye after such a short time, but I really had the best weekend. Simply so amazing.

Oi! Oi! SHHHH! Paul, me and our trophy The team and our trophy
Photo by Michael E. Mason

If you can't tell, I had a really, really great time. Also, I'm now officially an International Athlete. Life goal accomplished.