It’s September, which for me is the month of travel. So far Ruby and I have spent 9 days in France, and just now a weekend in Prague. On Friday we’ll be spending 3 days in Munich for the craziness that is Oktoberfest followed by 6 days exploring Austria.
I’ve been in London now for almost 3 years. I’ve been wanting to come to London since about 2002. I had grand visions of working for lots of money to support taking weekends to go travelling. I thought, yeah one year of doing that and I’ll be satisfied, then it’d be time to come home to Perth.
Well at least I’m doing the travelling part now, albeit later than planned, with one year stretching out to three. The thing about travelling weekends to discover new cities I’m finding is that it’s hard work. You work your normal Monday to Friday (and normal these days means about a 10 hour day as standard) then fly out after work on Friday, get into the new city late because your cheap no-frills airline flight got delayed, get a few hours sleep then wake up early Saturday to do a full day’s worth of exploring and walking around. That night, buggered after all the walking and feet developing blisters, try to find that restaurant recommended in your Lonely Planet guide that is supposedly good and won’t rip you off too much, attempt to decode a foreign menu while hoping to hell the staff speak enough English to not have to resort to the point-and-hope-you-get-something-edible method of ordering, then find a bar/pub, and have a few drinks to unwind (flipping to the language section in the LP guide to see what the local word for ‘beer’ is). Finally go back to the hostel/hotel for some sleep, then wake up the next day for a repeat performance on Sunday, topped by figuring out how to get to the airport (try and navigate the foreign public transport or play the game of avoid-getting-ripped-off-by-the-cab-driver). Get home late on a Sunday night, sleep, go back to work again for another week.
Sure it’s tough, but hey, I couldn’t think of a better way to spend a weekend. Except possibly sleeping. Ah, sleep, the golden elixir I crave so.
At least this week it’s a short week – we’re flying out Friday morning to Munich.
Haha, I can really sympathize. I’m not that enthusiastic about travel. On one hand, trying to pack “all the sights” in a day or two is exhausting, on the other hand if you just take it easy you can’t enjoy yourself either because you feel your wasting the opportunity (not to mention the money you’re paying in air fares and accommodation).
Hey cousin! I’ve wanted for a long time to live in Europe for a season and do just that: take weekend trips to visit places in Europe. Maybe next you can move to a city in France or Switzerland where its more central and easier to get to places.
you konw,my name is davechan too ,but i’m from china ,nice to meet you.