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Home Sweet Home

by admin on April 30, 2009

So, back to normality.  It was nice to get home.  :-)

The holiday was absolutely fantastic, we saw so many amazing places and had a great tme.  Very nice to be home though.  It’s a long time to be away and by the end of it, we were definately ready to come home.  Started missing people, normal food (Italy seriously has bread issues).

But anyway, home now.  Back to work.  Heaps more hours now, but still have a life.  Not that I know what to do with it.  Caught up with Ellen and Rachel, been seeing a fair bit of Kyle.  Eating normal foods, hanging around with the smelly ones.  Going through photos, planning on doing them up all nice.  

 

Life is good.

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Laura (Sarah and Kara)’s How To of Flying From a Foreign Country – Without Getting Arrested and/or Deported

by admin on December 10, 2006

Due to my complete lack of creativity (I’m still blaming jet lag) I have decided to make a list of… lists.

See? Told you I was creative.

How to check in successfully

1. Have someone in your group (Hi Sarah!!) wear completely adorable clothing. We found that three pairs of pants, a huge Hello Kitty purse around your neck, a 40cm Piccachu under one arm and a fluro pink pillow under the other work well for getting you past stingy weight limits when your group of three is over by 18kg, especially when accompanied with an adorable fringe and pig tails.
2. Just smile sweetly when the airport ladies start going “Kawaii, kawaii” (“Cute, cute”) and you’ll get out of the extra weight fees.
3. When they ask you if you need any help getting to the gate, wave them off with a breezy “Oh, we’ll get there eventually”. This will secure you a map. (And we suspect this may have also helped us with the baggage limit, because they felt so sorry for us in all our patheticness.)
How to entertain yourself in an airport
1. Eat Macca’s (my last meal in Japan – sad huh?).
2. Go shopping.
3. Cartwheel and skip through the departure lounge. (Best attempted only when the entire place is deserted.)
How to navigate the maze that is Narita Airport
1. See earlier comment about smiling at the check in ladies to get a map.
2. Follow said map.
3. I think I should mention that we managed to get through the entire place INCLUDING in-airport train without getting lost. Sort of. But we didn’t miss the plane, so I guess we did okay. (Just a little bit of blantant self-congratulations there. But whatever, we so totally deserve it.)
How to entertain yourself on long flights (or at the very least stop yourself from going completely insane)

1. Sleep. (You’d think I’d follow my own stinking advice, but NOOOOO. Laura had to stay awake. All freaking night.)
2. a) Watch the movie, even if it’s crappy.
b) Laugh hysterically at all jokes, even if you don’t find them funny.
c) Insult the movie when that is just not possible. Analyse the movie. (Case in point: You, Me and Dupree, when Kate Hudon’s husband – in the movie, not real life, who actually looks a lot like Shrek in Shrek 2 when he took the Happily Ever After potion and became a human – launched himself across the dining room table in an attempt to kill his best friend. That was just disturbing. But analysing it took up quite a bit of time.)
3. Obsess about how much the guy in the seat behind you is typing, supposedly into his laptop ALL NIGHT. Realise at about 4am that it’s actually the window rattling and the guy in question is potentially in a coma.
Wow, that was pointless.
But whatever. I’m on holidays.
2 months?? Hello! They’re supposed to be pointless!!

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Rora yori.

by admin on December 1, 2006

Hi.

Okay. I:m going to attempt to explain the unexplainable. Sarah, Kara and I have been trying all week, but with zilch to show for it. So I figured I may as well try again. Here goes:

I want to go home, but I don:t.

I:ve been here for almost three months now, so even though I:ve had an absolutely fantabulous time here, I:m sort of ready to go home. I miss everyone and just Australia-land generally. Especially the food. I could so go for some of Mum:s chicken pasta bake right about now. Actually I could pretty much go anything that doesn:t involve chopsticks or rice.

But on the other hand, the past three months have been the most AMAZING, INCREDIBLE and just generally FAN-DIDDILY-TASTIC (Be warned, this is what too much of ‘The Simpsons’ does to you) three months of my life. I:ll really be sad to go, knowing that chances are I:ll never see these incredible people or places ever again. Which is a real bummer. I love everyone here so much, they:ve all been so nice to me (despite the whole ‘kawaii’ / ‘herro’ thing) and I:m really going to miss them. Alot.

It:s also going to be really depressing going back to good ol’ Elanora High after this. Pretty much all we:ve been able to say about it recently is ‘Elanora’s a hole’. And yeah, I know, it:s not THAT bad. But Yokosuka Sogo High School is THAT GOOD.

Eargh. This is frustrating me.

Although I guess what I:m trying to say is this:-

I:m looking forward to going home, but I:m going to miss this place A LOT.

I:m going to cry when we leave, I can feel it.

Aw, geez.

P.S. Kara has taken to calling me ro-ra lately, which is the Japanese-ised version of my name. I have to say I find this somewhat disturbing.

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