Ten months since I left Europe

Hello all!

I have a new blog. Well, it's not that new I've had it for a while now. It documents my life as a history student in Melbourne - far less exciting than my European wandering, but still me blabbing on nonetheless.

If you would like the new blog address please email me at thatwassubtle@gmail.com

Hello. I am going to make this blog private soon. I won't be updating it but if you would like to be added to the readers list, just let me know!

I'd really like to start a new blog, but I can't for the life of me think of a name for it.

Bye bye bye

Well, I'm back in Melbourne. Thanks for reading my about my European adventures. The end.

(I will let you know if I start another blog by commenting on your blog)

I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know...

Photo:Peter Guenzel

It's my last week in Cambridge. I can't say I am sad to be leaving, but perhaps the reality that this is my last week in the UK, and in a few days - my last week in Europe, hasn't hit me yet. We (the teachers of my school) were evicted from our accommodation on Monday, about 20 of us. Mainly for acting like drunk American frat boys. I am going to do a Cambridge post as soon as I have enough photos without me in them; I'm such a screen hog. I may not miss the 'student style' living here but I will definitely miss the students. I don't hold out much hope that any of them will ever visit Australia, which is a shame because Aussie teenagers could do worse than to take a leaf out of the Europeans' epicly stylish and (usually) mature book. Okay, time to teach The English...

Have you been to Paris?

Okay, I'm not going to Italy anymore. I am going to Paris though, for five days - soonish. Do you have any Paris tips? I want to see the cute laneways and cafes that tourists usually miss out on, and go shopping....oh shopping.

I'm more than just an option

In one month I will be back in Melbourne. The adventure will be over, and a new one will begin - one that is probably not very interesting to the readers of this blog. So I think this will be my last month blogging, I did create this blog to document my travels afterall.

I'm still working in England. The routine of teach, drink, dance, write reports - repeat, hasn't really changed much in the past five weeks. I am here a bit longer and then I'm off to Paris for a few days and then Italy until I return home. I was planning on going to Greece, but I have backpacker's fatigue and the thought of lugging my beastly suitcase onto ferries and up hills etc. makes me feel more irritated than enthusiastic. I am looking forward to Italy though - I'll probably stay out of the larger cities and try to explore places I've never been between Florence and Rome.

Well, that was more a boring update than a decent blog post, but that's where I'm at, yo. Shake ya ass, watch ya self...sorry.

I shot for the sky, I'm stuck on the ground.

I've just been reading my blog archives. I can't believe I'm going back to Australia. What the hell? Social bullshit doesn't go away as you get older, and neither does indecision/panic about choices. But I am returning. It is happening. Unless I meet Luca in Italy.

(Luca is the Italian boy with curly hair - I am yet to meet- who I am going to marry)