Bon Vivant means Good Living in French, and its hard not to live well in France with Laurent and Marine
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Last Family Dinner
Claire "Clarence" Frazer surveys her zucchini slice; and we finally crack open those bottles of champagne that we would never have otherwise drunk. Themed tableware courtesy of Mark "Laff" Lafferty, as was my "Bye Bye Ben" glass... Touching.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Holloway to Hammersmith
A "Leaving London" Celebration to remember!
From humble beginnings...
It grew...
And grew...
And grew!
Picadilly Line Pub Crawl - Holloway to Hammersmith
From humble beginnings...
It grew...
And grew...
And grew!
Picadilly Line Pub Crawl - Holloway to Hammersmith
Friday, May 16, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Notting Hill Rooftop BBQ
Richie and Alexa, pictured in the middle, hosted an awesome BBQ weekend in Notting Hill - we watched the sun set over London from their rooftop terrace.
Friday, May 09, 2008
Loosening the ties; Strengthening ties
Quitting something when someone is relying on you is really nerve-racking. The sun was still quite high and coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows over my right shoulder, and right into my boss' eyes. I must have looked nervous, and so I was glad he had to squint into the sun. My boss had offered me a contract extension, and here I was telling him my plans had changed. I'm leaving London. Very soon.
Snip. That was the sound of one of the ties that bind being cut. I finish working on May 23.
A mile north and half an hour later, the sun is still shining. Richie - who has moved to London from Melbourne to pursue the profession I am leaving - lies on the grass to my right. Kara, whom I worked with at Goldmans last year, is sipping on a strawberry flavoured Früli beer. We're not alone on the grass in the middle of Hoxton Square, as Londoners rush to unwind after work. We recall stories from London, from earlier travels. Unlike most of my friends from London, Kara and Rich are two who probably will remain in London for quite some time. Not all ties are so easy to break as work. Starting a new adventure necessitates leaving friends behind for a good deal of time, much the same as when I left Melbourne in August 2006.
While it's nerve-racking to quit your job, it's also nerve-racking to 'quit' your current lifestyle.
The things I've been used to for 12 months will no longer be here. Sure, I have been looking forward to going to Rome since the moment I made the decision to go, but on the eve of leaving, clear skies become cloudy once again!
C'est la vie!! And even though I'm nervous, my excitement builds. Change is the essence of travelling and I feel like I'm on the road again. Felt this way since going to Switzerland 2 weeks ago. I met Yogi - who flew from Sydney for Jan's wedding - on the train and it was like old times. The IC train scuttled across the landscape and, proverbially speaking, the wind was in our hair. The still snow-capped Swiss mountains whistled by and I was happy. Happy to be seeing again the friends I made back in 2005, in fact going to Jan's wedding. Happy also to visit Jenny (from Copenhagen)) and Fabienne while I was in Basel.
And just this weekend I took the Eurostar fast train to Paris - staying with Alicia and meeting other friends from Copenhagen: Margaux, Germain, Sophie. My first port of call before Rome will be Lyon to visit Laurent and Marine, friends I met in the dusty town of Vang Vieng in Laos. And when I'm in Rome, I will meet new friends for sure. And in the end, this is what travelling, and life, is all about... the people in your life.
Snip. That was the sound of one of the ties that bind being cut. I finish working on May 23.
A mile north and half an hour later, the sun is still shining. Richie - who has moved to London from Melbourne to pursue the profession I am leaving - lies on the grass to my right. Kara, whom I worked with at Goldmans last year, is sipping on a strawberry flavoured Früli beer. We're not alone on the grass in the middle of Hoxton Square, as Londoners rush to unwind after work. We recall stories from London, from earlier travels. Unlike most of my friends from London, Kara and Rich are two who probably will remain in London for quite some time. Not all ties are so easy to break as work. Starting a new adventure necessitates leaving friends behind for a good deal of time, much the same as when I left Melbourne in August 2006.
While it's nerve-racking to quit your job, it's also nerve-racking to 'quit' your current lifestyle.
The things I've been used to for 12 months will no longer be here. Sure, I have been looking forward to going to Rome since the moment I made the decision to go, but on the eve of leaving, clear skies become cloudy once again!
C'est la vie!! And even though I'm nervous, my excitement builds. Change is the essence of travelling and I feel like I'm on the road again. Felt this way since going to Switzerland 2 weeks ago. I met Yogi - who flew from Sydney for Jan's wedding - on the train and it was like old times. The IC train scuttled across the landscape and, proverbially speaking, the wind was in our hair. The still snow-capped Swiss mountains whistled by and I was happy. Happy to be seeing again the friends I made back in 2005, in fact going to Jan's wedding. Happy also to visit Jenny (from Copenhagen)) and Fabienne while I was in Basel.
And just this weekend I took the Eurostar fast train to Paris - staying with Alicia and meeting other friends from Copenhagen: Margaux, Germain, Sophie. My first port of call before Rome will be Lyon to visit Laurent and Marine, friends I met in the dusty town of Vang Vieng in Laos. And when I'm in Rome, I will meet new friends for sure. And in the end, this is what travelling, and life, is all about... the people in your life.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Champ du Mars
Stretching between the Eiffel tower and the Palace of Justice is the Champ du Mars - the field of war. Or in my case, the field of vin rouge, fromage and saucisson!
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