London Calling!

Well, it has been 6 weeks since I've touched down in London. Woah, that has gone quickly! In that time, I've settled into my new house, seen snow fall for the first time, started a full time job, gone to Denmark (more on that soon), bought too much, seen some interesting things and made some cool new friends.

Must say, it's been interesting, but I have missed home. This feeling materialised once the realisation that some type of normal life would have to happen. Will do it to you every time.

London itself is such a cool city. So many things going on and really vibrant. I love that about it. Now I'm actually earning money it should become even better. Doesn't feel like home yet, and don't think it ever will, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.

In 4 weeks, my friend Chris arrives for a visit and I can't wait! We're going to go to Paris together, explore London, visit Amsterdam and whatever else we decide. Should be epic.

In between that, some of my favourite bands will be touring throughout Europe and the UK in the next two months, so lots of punk shows to go and check out - including a fly by visit to Belgium at the end of April.

Lots to do, lots to see. I'll try to keep this better updated.

Until next time,

Bec xo

Making the Move

So, I’ve told people I’m leaving, I’ve taken a years leave from my job, I’ve applied for a visa but today marked a pretty big step in the whole process – I bought my one way ticket. As soon as I paid for it, I won’t lie, I felt like vomiting. Will I like it? Is this the right choice? Will some angry hooligan kid shank me in my classroom? Am I mentally deranged? I’m hoping the answer is yes to two of those questions (I’ll leave you to guess which two).

The prospect of doing something different, travelling to new places and I guess ultimately being out of my own comfort zone is what has pushed me to do this. My life in Sydney is by no means bad. I live in a great house with awesome flatmates, I have killer friends and most of the time I like my job, but I’m getting bored. So is moving to London the answer? Time will tell I guess, but for the moment at least it’s something different and that’s enough for me.

So I guess the purpose of this blog is to chronicle my travels. It’s also a way for me to relay information on a larger scale, because let’s face it, I’ve never been great with emails. As for the blog title, that’s taken from a Copyrights song (playing in London in May! Yes!), and it’s a song that has been resonating with me lately …

‘I want to die with a worn out passport

In a pocket of stolen jeans

On a beach somewhere I’ve never been before

Full of people I’ve never seen.’

Ain’t that the truth.

Bec xo