Tuesday 13 April 2010

hi from london- 2nd edition/ awesome,texas

it was slightly heartbreaking being in austin without the usual lot of us, but im not going to lie, i had an awesome time
this is hamilton pools! its incredible, the drive out to it is all windy cowboy land, then the little hike to it, is so pristine and perfect!





This is pauls first all american breakfast, he was very excited about this maple syrup on his bacon thing they do out there

Monday 12 April 2010

An illustrated blog! HOW 'EDGE-CELLENT'! (Ho ho ho!)

So here's an introduction to Dance Cave, which is HELLA FUN and we'll definitely be spending time falling over/falling out of there when you're here Woollard...(p.s. click on the pics to see them in their full glory)



Kelly introduced me long ago to the physical wonder that is 'finning'. All I'll say is that it's a more subtle way of indicating an attractive male than actually going up to him and pointing at his face, or even worse, 'HI I'M VICKY, I'M HELEN'S FRIEND, ERRRRR...BYE'




The artwork in Dance Cave largely consists of females with hairy armpits...



And you remember the Asian dancing man I mentioned before...HERE HE IS IN THE FLESH!!! Check out Catt's dancing skills...I'm pretty sure there was smoke coming off the dancefloor from the HOT MOVES they were collectively pulling!






Inevitably the night ended in none other than the glorified chip shop that is Sneaky Dee's (and I mean that in the most affectionate way)




I can't remember what this was that I was eating, but by the looks of things, I quite enjoyed it. Now you see it...




...and now...you don't.




All in all a very very good night :) But if the night had in any way been rubbish, the very sight of this bike outside Sneaky Dee's would have surely rectified the situation...






Nope...your eyes are NOT deceiving you...that's an actual bike, that we saw with our eyes. I'm not even lion! BaaaaaaaaaHahahahahahahahahahahahaha

BYE BYE LOVE YOU! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Sunday 11 April 2010

And now a word from my housemate Dennis...

'The thing about Vicky is, the big things she can totally do, like moving to a different country, finding an apartment, finding a job, making a load of new friends, but it's the little things she can't do, like operating a washing machine, and grating cheese.'

Yeah. What he said.

xxx

Sunday 4 April 2010

An Egg-straordinary Easter

Sorry girls, I couldn't resist from CRACKING the joke above! Ho ho ho!

Firstly, I must start by saying that lately all of my dreams have been about flying home for the day and seeing all you girls (and my family of course) but I think that might mean I'm slightly homesick...unfortunately not homesick enough to come home, you're still far better off coming to me instead :) One month Woolly! One month! :)

So lately my life has been consumed by my new job which is A STUPID AMOUNT OF HARD WORK for just becoming a server! I'm not even remotely exaggerating when I say that I have actual homework (multiple hours' worth of) for each training shift and I have to have an actual verbal exam and 100% pass before I can go on the floor! It's mental, actually quite exhausting and slightly stressful because the longer I train, the less time I'm earning money and right now I'm SO broke. But I'm going to knuckle down to my studies this week and pray that it won't last that long!

But anyways...HAPPY EASTER! This is slightly late now as it's Easter Sunday night but whatever! Last night Kelly and I needed a night out and we wanted to go somewhere completely new (the remit was: NO Sneaky's) so we decided to go to Dance Cave, which I'd been told was amazing by many people and I'm pleased to say that they were CORRECT! However that wasn't before we stopped by McDonald's so Kelly could get fries and I could get coffee (I'd had maybe two hours' sleep the night before...see: stressful job training) and a guy had stood by mine and Kelly's table listening to us talk, then loudly proclaiming 'I love your accent! Your accent...TURNS ME ONNNNN!'...RUN KELLY! RUN!

Back to Dance Cave: Imagine a cross between the Bassment NOT SUBCULTURE and Corp in terms of the setting (it's just one room) and maybe Hospital Radio for the music with a bit of Juvi and you're about there! SO fun! They played Gaslight Anthem, any place like that is alright by me! We got there way before midnight, which is a shocker in itself when you consider that I was involved, and it was still a little empty, but the first two people on the dance floor busted out some moves that I'm pretty sure have never before been invented, never mind allowed in public, which was highly entertaining while Kelly and I got drunker and drunker on CHEAP-ASS vodka and whiskey. It seems that unfathomable dance moves were the order of the evening as a Japanese guy that had been stood very still by the edge of the dance floor the entire night (apparently he's there doing that every night, and refuses to dance or even acknowledge anyone until a song he loves comes on, and then he doesn't stop dancing for the rest of the evening) exploded into some kind of insane, deranged dance routine to RATM...lunges? Check. Dropping it like it's hot? Check. Big fish, little fish, cardboard box? You're getting this by now...

Another thing I liked about Dance Cave was a boy there that looked like a 23-year old Ben Gibbard, I actually found the courage to tell him he was CUTE but WHAT A BLOODY SHOCKER I think he was GAY. Same goes for two boys that had been dancing by Kelly and I all night, they came and asked us to dance with them but by the sounds of their voices and mannerisms they'd much rather have been dancing with each other, with no clothes on, but neither of them had actually realised this yet. Oh well, we got a drink out of them, far better than an inadvertent bumming. We saw one of my housemates' friends in Dance Cave, who shall remain nameless to protect her identity, and we had a blast dancing together all night and nameless girl threw a drink all down Kelly in the most hilarious fashion before suddenly making out with a boy and leaving hand in hand with him very shortly after - that's skill for you! When it came time for us to leave Kelly (who was extremely drunk) and I (who was not really that drunk, annoyingly) went to get the streetcar home, got persuaded to go to a nearby bar with a random dude at the streetcar stop to impress his friends before realising the bar was closed (I should have bloody seen this coming - he was wearing SANDALS), returning to the streetcar stop, getting into some weird argument with some tossers stood there, god knows what about, whinging about how the streetcar was taking forever to arrive and only THEN realising that we were stood on the wrong side of the road. We ended up getting a taxi down the road in the end, to...guess where?...SNEAKY DEE'S! By this time they weren't serving alcohol but we ordered all-day breakfasts and I'm sure I put away an amount of food that would have made a man twice my size cry. There's amazing before-and-after pictures of this on Kelly's camera - also on this camera are pictures of a bike we saw outside Sneaky's that was masquerading as a LION. I can't even explain this bike. You'll just have to wait and see. :)

Today Kelly and I felt fantastic - thanks, Sneaky's! I started the day by baking cupcakes for Kelly as a belated birthday cake and we had the loveliest day getting breakfast in Kensington Market in the sunshine...



...wandering around the vintage shops, being baffled by the sheer volume of vintage cardigans embroidered with cactuses, befriending the crusty punks, being aghast at a girl in Kensington walking around wearing a belly top (and she wasn't a 'small' girl either), getting ice creams, almost being run over by cars, playing on the swings, me crying at Kelly trying to climb up a kid's playhouse in the park and completely getting stuck...



...both of us crying at three guys in the park playing catch and dropping the ball EVERY SINGLE TIME, enjoying the view of the boys that work in the bike shop, decorating cupcakes...



...and going for dinner with Dennis and his aforementioned friend who we saw last night and getting filled in on ALLLLL the gossip after she left...of which there was lots!...too good! Tooooooo good!

Anyway I just realised this was a very long and rambling blog, but I'll leave you with this moment today which made me actually shed tears:

Kelly (to me, taking baking tray out of the oven that she didn't know was filled with cupcakes): What is it?! Vicky, you're teasing me. I can smell it, I can see it.
Dennis (immediately): That's what HE said.

LOVE YOU ALL THE MOST XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX