<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:49:16.490+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hot Pink Frogs!!</title><subtitle type='html'>The Adventures of Alice NOT Through the Looking Glass!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-7850291211756742181</id><published>2007-03-14T11:01:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:29:53.754+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The Photos Have Arrived!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so i finally have some photos to match the trip blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdM9goVNXI/AAAAAAAAADM/xoxguHQqsL8/s1600-h/aaLondon010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041582927479387506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdM9goVNXI/AAAAAAAAADM/xoxguHQqsL8/s320/aaLondon010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Dave and i in Picadilly Circus, the day after i arrived in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041578142885819666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdInAoVNRI/AAAAAAAAACc/4bcWMYnLWQM/s320/aalondon011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shopping in Convent Garden Markets!! Typical English photo with a flying rat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041578834375554338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdJPQoVNSI/AAAAAAAAACk/IryPFLeF67s/s320/denmark+-+louisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Louisa, we stayed with her and her family in Denmark for xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041583820832585090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdNxgoVNYI/AAAAAAAAADU/H5qG2PNdS_s/s320/Stockholm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041585431445321122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdPPQoVNaI/AAAAAAAAADk/xS4INXW14RU/s320/Stockholm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dave and i in Stockholm - the most gorgeous city in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041579933887182130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdKPQoVNTI/AAAAAAAAACs/OBxGyOh6lh8/s320/Cabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is the cabin dave and i stayed in the night before my birthday. It was hand made by the guy we stayed with in Sweeden and was amazing. It was on a hillside above a frozen lake. The lake was so cool. it was frozen to about 30cm so we could walk on it, it was scary coz you could hear it cracking underneath us, but Gunnar assured us that we were safe!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041581488665343298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdLpwoVNUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eQAH9Umy_48/s320/cabin+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041581931046974802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdMDgoVNVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jkV6NHYzwRg/s320/cabin+inside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is us inside the cabin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041582502277625186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdMkwoVNWI/AAAAAAAAADE/7iOcMoqeNqI/s320/cabin+lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lake in front of the cabin, frozen!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041584593926698386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdOegoVNZI/AAAAAAAAADc/Np3zMSq7iBQ/s320/new+years.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years eve in the Swedish countryside!! it was so so freezing, about minus 5 degrees!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041586144409892274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdP4woVNbI/AAAAAAAAADs/Tqu4hdYT7pg/s320/jan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Waking up to snow on the 1st of January!! This was Dave's first view of snow so it was pretty exciting. This was the view out our bedroom window at Gunnar's parents house in Sweeden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041587170907076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdQ0goVNcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zDqZXRPjRmY/s320/daves+snowman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first snowman that Dave ever built! There wasn't a huge amount of snow, so it was only a litle one! We had so much fun in the snow, i think everyone though we were a little crazy, but it was exciting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041587669123282386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdRRgoVNdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ucmiN-7BT0k/s320/France.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is us in France!! I LOVE the Moulin Rouge, but Dave didnt want to go to a show!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041588714830633266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdSOYMZGTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VTwMrpxRk0s/s320/France2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our first French Crepe's!! I had nutella and Dave had Jam, they were amazing!! YUM! They are available on every corner and in every shop in between, so i was proud that we didnt eat too many!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041589616773765442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdTC4MZGUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RREzQj8avKs/s320/thailand2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041589904536574290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdTToMZGVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HeL1wcMSgoU/s320/thailand.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The War Cemetry in Thailand for those who died during the construction of the Death Railway (Thai-Burma Railway), including the brigde over the river Kwai and the Hell Fire Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041590754940098914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdUFIMZGWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0UPTP35siMo/s320/thailand+on+elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dave and i went elephant riding in Thailand!! It was great fun, although i think this place was a bit dodge. It was sad coz the elephants didnt seem very happy. I guess that they are protected here from being killed by the farmers, but surely there is something else that could be done. It was lots of fun though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041591768552380786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdVAIMZGXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZAohxplZrH8/s320/thailand+on+elephant+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041592335488063874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdVhIMZGYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qgGLwTeLgKQ/s320/thailand+on+elephant+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041593319035574690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdWaYMZGaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vH3Lpd1j_pI/s320/thailand+tiger+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041592880948910482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdWA4MZGZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ESYiUmPm93w/s320/thailand+with+tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After we went on the elephant ride, we went to the tiger temple. It was amazing! These were semi wild tigers (they were hand reared by the monks who live here) and we were able to pat them and i got to hold one of their heads. It was an amazing experience and i still cant believe that we did that! We cant wait to do it again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so we have about a million other photos, so if you are around anytime and want to see more, let me know and ill get them out!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-7850291211756742181?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7850291211756742181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=7850291211756742181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7850291211756742181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7850291211756742181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/photos-have-arrived.html' title='The Photos Have Arrived!!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RfdM9goVNXI/AAAAAAAAADM/xoxguHQqsL8/s72-c/aaLondon010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-5228029880189900820</id><published>2007-02-02T16:18:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:28:34.260+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok by Dave</title><content type='html'>Hi, welcome again to the next enthralling instalment on the Alice and Dave trip extravaganza!!  This sees us leaving Heathrow (where the last instalment finished up) and heading to Bangkok.  The flight was long, tiring, boring, etc etc, but there were a few good movies on, which helped pass the time.  When we got breakfast, we figured that we weren’t far off landing in Bangkok with a full day ahead of us to acclimatise.  Unfortunately, they told us that we were landing at about 2pm, so obviously breakfast is a lunchtime food according to British Airways!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed, got out of the plane, and headed to immigration, along the way we got a new memory card for Alices big camera, and then realised that there must have been a mass landing of planes, because the line ups were massive, and they didn’t seem to worry about it too much.  There were a lot of immigration counters that didn’t have people there, and the ones that were manned, seemed to change people every 5 minutes, with a 4 minute transition period, bit of a pain, but eventually we got through and picked up our bags.  We then thought we’d get a taxi to the hotel, along the way we avoided getting ripped off and pressured into booking “really cheap” tours then and there!!  We got chatting to the blokes driving us, and learnt that out of the $30 or so for the hour drive to the hotel (the new Bangkok airport is 30km or so out of the city), he was getting about $2, and then was expected to drive the car back to the airport, get it cleaned, fill it up, then catch a bus back home, all the while with a shocking cold, we were his third trip for the day, not a huge income for a 12 hour day!!  It made us very aware of the massive living standard differences between Australia and Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually got to our (5 star!) hotel, awesome place, well worth it, had a shower, with no shower screen, bit strange, made for wet floors!!  We were so knackered that we couldn’t be bothered heading out, so we just had dinner in our room, then an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we woke up and headed down for breakfast, this was an awesome spread, anything you could think of was there, fruit, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc, etc.  Very nice to be able to sit outside in shorts and a T-shirt and have a leisurely breakfast, with nowhere to be urgently, this was a bit of a novelty for me, especially with the weather!!  We finished up eating, headed back upstairs to get ready for the day.  We had seen a tour that we wanted to do badly, but the tour company that our hotel was affiliated with only ran it Tuesdays (today) and Thursday (the day we were heading home), so we had to hunt around for another one, this was pretty easy, not through tour companies, but at another hotel, so we booked that, and were all set.  We then headed to the local shopping centre, very ritzy, all the designer stuff, at prices equivalent to home, I had to invest in some thongs, needed to free my feet from being in shoes and socks all day every day!!  Got them, all sorted, then headed back to the hotel, before deciding that were hungry and needed lunch (it was 2 o’clock by now).  We walked down the local street with all the food places and bars, got something, then Al made a fatal mistake.  We were walking past a kind of sports bar, she commented “Oh look, they’ve got the cricket on!!”  Australia was playing England in the 20-20 game, consequently, I suddenly felt hot, and had to go inside somewhere to get out of the heat, conveniently, this pub was cool!!  We went in, but it was nearing the end of the innings (Al got lucky), so we were only there for 5 minutes or so before heading off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this walking around wasn’t doing us any good (we needed an excuse) so we went to the pool.  We pretty much had it all to ourself, with half price beer, and cocktails, so we were happy, Al had her magazines, I had a swim, life was good.  We soon finished up there, and headed out for a bit of a look-see at the markets.  Caught the skytrain to the nearest “night-time” markets, that were all closing up by the time we got there, pretty average “night-time” markets!!  We did still manage to find a few things, I practiced my bartering skills, before being accosted by people wanting us to eat in their restaurants.  We eventually chose one on a canal, which we were later to learn was right near one of the sites of the New Years bombing, you couldn’t tell at all, they’d done a very good job of cleaning stuff up.  The food was awesome, we guessed that coz there were Thai people eating there, too much for us to eat, along with drinks (big beer for me!!), for less than 20 bucks, bargain no matter what way you look at it!!&lt;br /&gt;After this we’d had enough, so back to the hotel for us, and tuck ourselves up in bed ready for a big day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 in Thailand was a very early start.  Alice had a friend who had done a tour to the Tiger Temple about 2 hours out of Bangkok.  That was one of the main reasons why we wanted to go to Bangkok originally, and one of the reasons why we still wanted to go there after the New Years bombs.  We were being picked up at 6:30 or so, so we were up early to have breakfast.  The bus got there, with two other people on it, a young couple from Denmark.  We’d just been to Denmark (good work for those of you who have been following this from the kick-off), so after a while got chatting with them while we were in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop was the war cemetery (official name of Kanchanaburi Allied War Cemetery, I’m going with war cemetery, from now on).  It was an awesome place, so humbling being there, with rows and rows of headstones, so many of the men were my age, or much younger, the thought of being there at age 20-21 away from loved ones and going through what they went through, was just amazing.  There were heaps of graves, not sure exactly how many, but lots from Australia, New Zealand and surprisingly heaps from the Netherlands.  We were there for about 20 minutes, before piling on the bus again to head to the next stop.  This was the JEATH museum, the acronym represents the fated meeting of Japan, England, Australia/America, Thailand and Holland at Kanchanaburi during World War 2.  The museum operates in the grounds of a local temple and has reconstructions of the bamboo huts that were used by the POW’s for shelter.  The heaps of photos, drawings and paintings by the POW’s, weapons, maps and other memorabilia really show the atrocities that these guys had to go through and shows how they suffered.  There were heaps of people around here, some Japanese as well (who were the guys running the camps), they seemed to go through a bit quicker than what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then jumped on a boat, driven by a car engine, ripped out of the car and chucked on the back of a boat, with a propeller on the end of a 3 metre shaft!!  We were hooking along pretty well, at one stage we went through the joining of two rivers, one was the River Kwai (some of you know where this is going don’t you??) and the other was the River Khlong (we think).  We came around a corner and ended up under the Bridge over the River Kwai, this was built by the soldiers living in the conditions we’d just seen, working crazy hours (up to 24 hour shifts).  The original wooden bridge is no longer there, only the steel bridge is still standing.  It was actually bombed during the war, leading to a couple of spans being replaced, the round ones are the originals, and the square spans have been replaced by steel from Thailand (rather than somewhere else).  Heaps of people here again, great photo opportunity, if you could only get rid of all the in the way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped in the bus again, and then found out that the tigers weren’t actually open until 1 or 2pm, it was still about 11am now, so they offered us an elephant ride, for extra cost of course.  We headed there, and got to go on an elephant for a 20 minute ride.  There were a few elephants with calves, really young and chained to their mothers, it seemed kind of mean, but they did give them a rest every now and then.  When we got on the elephant (with no calf), we headed off towards the river, our elephant jockey took us out in the water, luckily it didn’t pick up water in it’s trunk and spray us, but then on the way back to the camp, he jumped off and left us to ourselves on the elephant.  The rider kept yelling at the elephant, although it seemed to have a mind of its own, heading off by itself (with us still on board and with no idea how to control the damn thing), until the rider picked up a stick, yelled loud enough then threatened to throw the stick at it!!  Even then it only followed until he dropped the stick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for lunch, all included in the tour price, I nearly had an “incident” with Chicken and Cashew Nut lunch, but we got through it, without throwing up that is!!  A quick stop after lunch at a viewing spot for a train heading into the Hellfire Pass, or Death Railway, was just the precursor to the main attraction, a visit to the Tiger Temple, run by monks, along with an Aussie dude volunteering there for a few weeks, weird hearing an Aussie accent with all the monks and tigers and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were probably 10 tigers at the end of this canyon type area, with at least 20 or 25 “attendants” who were there to take us from behind the rope and take us to the tigers.  Unfortunately for a place run by monks, there was only one in this area, bit of a poor turnout, maybe they were off doing monk type stuff!!  When the attendants came and got us, another attendant took our digital camera and snapped away when we were lead to the tigers and got to pat them.  Consequently, we’ve got heaps of photos of us crouching next to these massive tigers, after we got through the minor issues with my memory card, and before the battery died on me!!  It really was pretty cool being that close to an animal that could quite easily kill you, although they were so sleepy that they hardly moved, apparently they only bring them out just after they’ve just been fed, reassuring to know, believe me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an opportunity to pay a bit of extra money and get even closer, and have a tiger rest it’s head on your lap.  Alice did this, and we managed to get some good shots, although she said that they were really only on your lap for a second or two.  After that was done, we hung around near the rope, and they moved one of the more lively tigers up towards the front so we could see it a bit.  He was a young one, and we got some really good shots with him yawning, massive fangs all on show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was where they keep the cubs, we managed to see 2 little ones, although there were so many pushy people there that it was pretty hard to get a good look.  Especially when one of the monks (there were a couple here) brought one of the cubs right up to the front of the cage, and one of the attendants (who get to see them a lot more than us) stepped right in front of us and blocked our view, not happy!!  We also saw a cheetah here, just pacing around the cage.  They’re in the process of planning a new tiger enclosure, so within 12 months or so there will be a lot better viewing spot to see the tigers, we both definitely recommend this to anyone who is travelling to Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then piled back into the bus, for the 2 ½ to 3 hour trip back to the hotel.  Chatting to the Danes with us was good, but I think we’d both had enough of making small talk, so we were also ready to kick back and wait for the hotel.  When we got there, we crashed a bit, it had been a long day, so we had a shower and headed out to get some dinner.  A quick walk around the local markets was also good, we found a few DVD’s that we wanted, and stupidly thought we’ll get some money out in the morning and get them before we left.  Unfortunately, we didn’t count on that particular stall not actually being open by the time we had to leave.  Another lesson in buying stuff when you first see it!!  We did manage to get a few DVD’s, and some other things, nothing too important, but another chance to work on those bartering skills!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pretty quickly came to the time when we had to head out to the airport, I had to visit the little boys room, and left Al in charge of getting a cab.  I got back, and she’d been offered the trip in the hotel limousine, a Mercedes Benz E-class, for something like $10 more than what a cab would cost.  We figured it was worth it, riding in style is better than in a stinky cab, and would probably get us there a bit quicker.  Little were we to know, but this guy must have been a racing car driver on his days off, I think his target must have been to double the speed limit all the way, 80kph zones quickly became 160kph, getting us to the airport rather quickly!!  We even gave a Porsche 928 a decent run along the way, he was a madman, but we got there safely, albeit a bit shaken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got there, it was just a case of checking in (due to not being able to use on-line check-in the night before), and getting crap seats, although we were getting used to that.  Then going through the usual stuff, getting ripped off by having to pay 500 baht airport tax to go through security at the airport, and the usual security checks, immigration and all that, we were so sick of it all, and then waiting for the plane.  Luckily we had Qantas Club membership, although seeing that the airport was new, Qantas hadn’t actually finished their lounge, so were stuck in some dodgy lounge that didn’t actually have toilets in it, we had to go out to go, still not a huge issue, but we’d had enough, and were used to the good stuff by then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we boarded the flight, and got our seats and got settled in.  We had a bit of drama as we took off, it seems that one of the flight attendants forgot to latch a toilet door, so as the nose of the plane lifted up for us to take off, there was a massive bang.  Now Al is NOT the best flier at the best of times, let alone when theres a big bang just as we’re taking off.  Consequently I had my fingers (only two, I’ve learnt from experience) squeezed so tight I’m sure the blood stopped pumping in them.  I then had to explain what happened and that it was nothing to worry about.  She calmed down after a while, and it seemed to be all OK, little were we to know.  As soon as we took off the guy and his mother (so we thought) in front of us put their seats as far back as possible.  For those of you who have been on BA flights, they seem to go back a lot further than normal, so we had basically no room.  When we were moving around, we “accidentally” kept kicking and hitting their seats so eventually they put their seats up a bit, I learnt that when theres no-one in them, you can just push on the seats and they go up, handy to know when people go for toilet breaks!!  Now, back to the guy and his mother, she was old, and he was young, so we thought it was a perfectly logical assumption, until they started cuddling and kissing, bit of a shock, unless he was just really close to his mum!!  I’d like to give him the benefit of the doubt, but only because I really don’t want to think about the other option!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we landed, it was basically a mad rush through immigration, (after duty free of course), then picked up our bags, went through customs, got pulled aside because of stuff I had for work, then had to transfer to the domestic terminal.  We asked for emergency exit aisle seats, but were told that they were all booked, bloody lying Qantas, there were a grand total of 4 people in the 12 emergency exit aisle seats, spewing, but we were so tired that we didn’t really care!  We read the paper, a proper Aussie paper, and tried napping until we landed in Adelaide to our families who had come to meet us.  It was great to see everyone, and kind of surreal at the same time to think that our travel was over, and we were back to realism of normal lives.  I quite enjoyed not having work, and seeing all this new stuff, oh well, thats life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;That’s about it for the trip, hope you’ve enjoyed reading along, we’ve certainly enjoyed our part of it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-5228029880189900820?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5228029880189900820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=5228029880189900820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5228029880189900820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5228029880189900820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/bangkok-by-dave.html' title='Bangkok by Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-5518310750599354987</id><published>2007-02-02T16:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:18:31.869+10:30</updated><title type='text'>London for a Day by Dave</title><content type='html'>We arrived by Eurostarin the evening and headed to our hotel, only to find that we didn’t actually have a booking!  They had somewhere between us booking and them writing it down mislaid it, we did talk our way around, the guy that we spoke to said that he could give us a room, with breakfast supplied (we’d booked without brekky) but we had to pay cash in the morning.  Not sure if he was pulling a dodgy on us, but we got our room, and breakfast, so we weren’t complaining too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out for dinner, found a little pub not too far away, on Kings Road in Chelsea, nice beer, nice hamburgers, all good.  There was a young Aussie guy working behind the bar there, of course, so we had a bit of a chat to him, he was planning on buying a pub there himself, seemed as though he had all the visas and stuff sorted out.  He even had a back up plan of “marrying” a mate who had permanent residency over there, since gay marriages are legal in the UK, keen, but you wouldn’t want anyone back here finding out about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, our last day in the UK, was spent walking up and down Kings Road again, looking at stuff and trying to find some things that we had seen before we left before Chrissie.  (Note from Alice: i wanted to shop but Dave had found a pair of diesels which he wanted, but of course didnt buy when he had the opportunity in Bristol. Subsequently, we spent the whole day racing around London trying to find them, to no avail. Hopefully this helped to teach Dave the important lesson of when you want something, just get it or else you will regret it and destroy your girlfriends last shopping day in London. So as Dave may say it was a nice relaxing day, it actually wasnt, and would hve been much nicer if i had been able to acually do some shopping!)Not much to report here either, nice relaxing day, before we headed out to Heathrow, to go through the usual stuff again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’d actually left a couple of bags that we didn’t want to cart around Europe at the hotel we stayed in before we flew out.  Trouble is, there’s two hotels with this name there, so of course when we got a cab to pick up the bags, we went to the wrong one!!  The cabbie wasn’t too happy, but eventually we got to the correct hotel, and got our bags, didn’t even charge us any extra for running around!!  A quick re-pack at Heathrow and we were all good to check in.  We managed to check-in, but for some reason our bookings weren’t linked, so were sitting a fair way apart.  We asked if anything could be done, but they reckoned there was nothing, until the flight actually closed, we got in, and asked the Qantas club if we could actually change, and luckily they sorted it out for us just before we took off, bit of a pain, but we were getting used to little pains like that.  Unfortunately, while we were packing, we didn’t really pay enough attention to the signs that said only 1 carry-on bag allowed, so another repack was required, and then we had to put a backpack through as check-in.  Bit of a pain, but we did get ushered through security a bit quicker than usual, skipped some of the massive lines.  We basically spent the rest of the time in the Qantas Club lounge, before getting some magazines to read before getting on the flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-5518310750599354987?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5518310750599354987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=5518310750599354987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5518310750599354987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5518310750599354987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/london-for-day-by-dave.html' title='London for a Day by Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-8544930472120146483</id><published>2007-02-02T15:51:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:13:07.488+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Paris Part 3 by Dave</title><content type='html'>That night, we went on a cruise for dinner.  It was the final part of my birthday present to Alice, Capitaine Fracasse was the name of the company.  We started just near the Eiffel Tower, although our plan of getting there nice and early to get a good seat kind of back-fired.  We were standing there for an hour or so before the boat actually got to the dock, and even though we got there first, a couple of women pushed in front of us (blatant push-in might I add) and got the best table.  We weren’t happy, but they were French I guess!!  We were told to get there at 7:45 to leave at 8:30, but people obviously took that to mean they could rock up at 8:30, or after and still get on, bit annoying for the rest of us, but not a lot we could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the dock, we were asked what we wanted to eat, for mains, there wasn’t a choice of entrée or dessert, so we only had to choose once which was good, and ordered some drinks.  We then headed up the river, past the Eiffel Tower, all lit up, and a heap of the other sights along the river such as the Louvre, you could just see the tip of the Notre Dame over other buildings in the way, but the views were great.  The food was also fantastic, although we had to wait a while.  We tried taking photos, but it was pretty hard at night through windows.  We eventually got down to the end of the trip, then turned around and headed back down the other side of the river.  Good to get a different view, in between eating of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up the cruise, then headed to the Eiffel Tower, the aim was to climb it, nice and romantic at night, although it was about 10:30 by this time, so we could only get up to the 2nd level, we wandered around, then headed across the road to the “View of the Centuries”, or something like that, just across the road and river from the tower to have a look and get some photos.  Al was getting good with her camera by now, so took some really good shots of various statues and stuff like that, with the tower in the background of course.That pretty much finished the night for us, so we headed back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we got up early (well for a holiday) and went to the tower, Al was feeling a bit crook, so the 30 minute wait in the line was a bit of a pain, then the 45 minute wait for the lift from the second level to the top level was also a pain.  This was after trying to find out the correct line to get into to get up to the top level, not very well marked!!  When we got up the top, we headed outside, massively windy, and Al still wasn’t too good.  She wasn’t really a fan when I leant out as far as I could to get a photo looking down, from 276m up you get a good view, the weather wasn’t the best, so we didn’t have a great view, not very considerate of the Frenchies!!  We walked around the top, then went back into the covered section, they’ve got the distances and directions to heaps of different cities of the world, so we were on a mission to find Adelaide, alas, little old Adelaide wasn’t there!!  We did find Sydney, so thought that would have to do, so we had to have a happy snap in front of that.  We also found Canberra, and I think I kind of insulted another Aussie who was there, by pointing them towards Sydney, and saying no-one cares about Canberra, oops, maybe they were from Canberra!!  Oh well, what can you do, it kind of is true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we headed back down, and really only had enough time to do the bolt back to the hotel, collect our bags and get to the train station to catch the Eurostar back to London.  This was a welcome change to flying, it was good to be able to get there a bit later, and not have all the waiting of planes.  Pretty uneventful trip back to London, nothing really to say about that, but worth it, at least you get dropped right in the middle of London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-8544930472120146483?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8544930472120146483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=8544930472120146483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/8544930472120146483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/8544930472120146483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/paris-part-3-by-dave.html' title='Paris Part 3 by Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-3837376841269134156</id><published>2007-01-29T11:14:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:39:27.878+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Paris Part 2 by Dave</title><content type='html'>Our third full day in Paris (Friday the 5th), was getting towards the end of our visit there, mainly involving more sight seeing. We first of all headed out to the Moulin Rouge, the legendary caberet founded in 1889. Alice had gone to a show on her previous visit to Paris, so was very keen to get back there to see it again. The same show was on that she’d seen, so she couldn’t buy the DVD of it (they put it out on DVD when they change the show), but there were a few souvenir’s in the shop that she invested in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to see the different areas of Paris, the red light district (around the Moulin Rouge) was certainly an eye opener, and that was at about 12 midday!! We stopped for a coffee at Le Chat Nori (French for The Black Cat) cafe, which was the location of the famous 19th century caberet of the same name which was closed in 1897, much to teh dissapointment of Picasso and other famous people who frequented the place when they visited Paris. Very comfortable, we asked the waiter if he spoke English, he said no, then asked us if we spoke French, we said no, we managed to get around that and ordered a coffee though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to the Sacre Cour, a massive Catholic church up on a hill, with a fantastic view over Paris. Theres heaps of guys at the base who basically jump on you trying to tie some kind of bracelet on you, Alice and I managed to avoid them, but there were some people who got suckered in, and probably had to pay for crappy bracelets that they didn’t want to start with, suckers!! The view at the top is worth all of the stairs and climbing, once again, awesome photo opportunities for Alice to play around with her new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we headed back towards the centre of Paris, through the Montmarte area, amazing architecture again, so much older than little old Australia!! Again, back to the hotel to rest up, ready for the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-3837376841269134156?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3837376841269134156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=3837376841269134156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/3837376841269134156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/3837376841269134156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/paris-part-2-by-dave.html' title='Paris Part 2 by Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-7732070115145540374</id><published>2007-01-29T11:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:38:35.069+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Paris Part 1 By Dave</title><content type='html'>Our first full day in Paris started off as late as possible, then breakfast which consisted of a croissant (of course) and then the usual cereal, yoghurt, coffee, etc. We headed off to the Champs Elysee, wandering up and back, dropping into hideously priced places, just for a look-see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some CD’s burnt of our photos taken so far, from our camera memory cards, little were we to know that they only transferred half of the photos onto the CD, a fact that we weren’t to find out until we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also dropped into the Louis Vuitton store, their flagship store, which apparently used to have some huge handbags or something out the front. They need to work on their customer service, when Alice picked up a wallet or something to look at a bit closer, the security guard leaned over and told us in no uncertain terms that you weren’t allowed to touch the display, dunno how you’re supposed to get a closer look at things if you can’t pick them up, but they are French I guess!! What made it worse was that there was already someone there who had picked something up and was looking at it, consequently Louis Vuitton aren’t on our Christmas card list anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renault had a shop open along here with a few cars and a Formula 1 car, pretty interesting to see, although there were so many people there it was hard to get a good look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually got up to the Arc de Triomphe Du Carrousel which was errected by Napoleon to celebrate his battlefield successes of 1805. The top of teh Arc used to be home to the ancient Greek sculpture 'The Horses of St Mark's' which Napoleon 'borrowed' from St Mark's in Venice, but returned after his defeat at Waterloo in 1815!! It now has a two-wheeled chariot drawn by 4 horses on the top (added in 1828) which celebrates Napoleon's dopwnfall!! The Arc is set in teh middle of the Jardin du Carrousel which is basically a roundabout full of crazyFrench drivers with a death wish!! For those that don’t know, apparently your insurance is null and void on the car if you have an accident there!! Plus you have to give way to people coming onto the roundabout, bit different to the rules back in Australia, although quite similar to the way some Adelaide drivers actually treat roundabouts back at home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back down the other side of the street dropping into a few places, with much friendlier people working in there!! We had a baguette for lunch, we were in Paris after all!! Very nice, and got some French pastries as well, also very nice!! We stopped and had a coffee to recharge for a bit, then hit the Rue de Rivilie, a shopping strip that was a bit more realistic, very touristy though, but good to see none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was the Cathedral De Notre Dame De Paris, amazing old place, although you’d think people could be a bit more respectful inside, after you’ve gone past numerous signs saying no photographs (pictorially, so easy to understand), to not stand there and blatantly take photos while they’re holding a service! Translated to the Cathedral of Our Lady of Paris, Notre Dame is kind of like our GPO in that distances from Paris to every part of metropolitan France are measured from place du Parvis Notre Dame - the square in front of the Basilica. It was actually really cool, we flucked it with our timing so there was actually a catholic service going on with singing and everything. It was really cool to see, although being that it was in another language (i dont even think it was in French) we didnt really understand much!! Amazing to see all the old architecture, and to read some of the history associated with this place, good to also see how the French hold their mass, we can now say we’ve been to a church service in the Notre Dame!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back towards the hotel, stopping for dinner at an American restaurant. It was good to have a nice big burger, with a nice big beer (for me, Diet Coke for Al) for dinner after a fair bit of walking for the day. Then headed back to the hotel for a good sleep, after a long day, we were both very ready for sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (Thursday the 4th), we headed to the Louvre in the morning, well probably midday by the time we got there, we were on holiday after all!! The sun was out, with a bit of wind blowing clouds around, so we got some good photos out the front with the big glass pyramid, very weird seeing something that modern in the middle of such history. The line ups to get into the museum were massive, as per usual, so we saw as much as we could, then moved on, via another baguette for lunch, to the Hotel des Invalides, and the Army Museum. This is where Napolean’s Tomb is, we went through the shop there, and then headed to the Tomb, only to find out that we had to go back to where we were before to get a ticket. We couldn’t really be bothered, considering we wouldn’t have had much time in there before it closed after lining up for the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the hotel, grabbing a chocolate éclair each (well i had a coffee éclair and Al had a chocolate éclair ), have to get the real French feeling, very very nice, although very rich, wouldn’t have wanted it to be to much bigger! Dropped off the camera, then headed to Galleries Lafayette, a big shopping centre, spread over a couple of blocks with an absolutely awesome Christmas decoration in the big centre dome area. Very nice area, although reasonably similar to shopping centres back at home, guess it’s hard to do too much with shops isn’t it!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to find an internet café, checking emails from home, and checking up on bombs that had been let off in Bangkok on New Years, we were scheduled to stop in Bangkok on the way back to Australia, so needed to check out what was happening there and decide whether to keep heading there or not. In the end we decided that we would still go there, just try and stay vigilant and all that kind of thing. Not sure what we’d pick up, but we made it home OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried searching out some Italian food, we’d both been hanging out for a good pasta or something like that since we’d been travelling, but hadn’t managed to find anything decently priced. We just headed back to the hotel, only to find out that directly across the road had awesome pizza, pasta, etc. Just what the doctor ordered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-7732070115145540374?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7732070115145540374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=7732070115145540374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7732070115145540374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7732070115145540374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/paris-part-1-by-dave.html' title='Paris Part 1 By Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-7858965582947738336</id><published>2007-01-29T11:05:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:07:45.073+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Onto Paris! By Dave</title><content type='html'>We had to catch a bus for an hour or so from Stockholm to the airport to go to France, so we had to get up reasonably early (for a holiday anyway!) to have breakfast, get to the bus station and find our bus.  We just managed to sneak on to the bus, there were a few people heading to the airport, I think we were in the last 5 or so to get on, so the bus was jam-packed.  During this bus ride we saw a moose cruising through a paddock just near the motorway, they are massive, and kind of dopey looking, although the way it was running with it’s head bobbing all over the place probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t help!!  Awesome to see, although it was a very quick look out the bus window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually got to the airport, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RyanAir&lt;/span&gt; have a habit of flying out of smaller airports an hour or so out of main cities, cheaper I suppose!  We had to pay a bit of excess baggage, but even with the buses, and baggage, the flights were still cheap.  We had a bit of spare Swedish Kroner, so spent it on some souvenirs and a bit of food, unfortunately the chocolates that we got there, that we thought were Scandinavian only, seemed to pop up regularly in airports from here until Australia!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty uneventful flight got us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Beauvais&lt;/span&gt;, about 80km out of Paris, where we had to catch another bus for an hour or so to get in to our hotel, and then catch the Metro (very similar to the London tube) to get close enough to our hotel to walk! During the bus trip into Paris, we had to suspend a game that Alice picked up during her previous trips to Europe, similar to “Punch Buggy”, where you punch the other person when you see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; Beetle, but with smart cars rather than Beetles.  Alice was a bit upset when I got the upper hand (well and truly, might I add!!), so demanded that we suspend the game.  She’ll say it was due to me cheating, but I just had the window seat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of Paris as we drove in on the bus (other than smart cars), was pretty unspectacular (especially after being in transit for about 4 hours or so), until the Eiffel Tower popped into view, amazing (for me, this is Dave writing!) to see something so recognisable suddenly there and dominating the skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually found the hotel, which was in a nice small, quiet street, looking out the window we could see the beam of light from the top of the Eiffel Tower, although you can probably see this from most areas of Paris!!  We went out for a bit of a walk to find some food, ended up at what we thought would be a dodgy Chinese place heating food up in a microwave, but it was actually pretty good.  We spent a fair bit of time walking around (about 2 hours all up), eventually ending up at the Eiffel Tower, all lit up, and with it sparkling for 10 minutes every hour.  Very spectacular, well worth the walk, Alice had forgotten her big camera, but we still got some good shots of it, in between being hassled to buy souvenirs, illegally under the tower.  We stayed there for about an hour or so, then headed back to the hotel to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-7858965582947738336?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7858965582947738336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=7858965582947738336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7858965582947738336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7858965582947738336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/onto-paris-by-dave.html' title='Onto Paris! By Dave'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-33683128523043265</id><published>2007-01-02T05:54:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:35:32.630+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Edsbyn with Gunnar!</title><content type='html'>We had an early start to get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; sister's house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gavle&lt;/span&gt; for lunch on our way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt;. A quick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt; tour of Stockholm and then north to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gavle&lt;/span&gt;. We met Orsa (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; sister), her husband Henrik and their 3 kids Carl, Bjorn and Sarah. Orsa cooked us up a massive meal of chicken, rice, salad, bread, followed by sweets of ice cream and almond cookies. It was delicious and just what we needed after our morning of driving. Quick coffee, then we were off to continue the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt; and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; parents house which is where we were going to be staying while there. They were very welcoming and made us some gingerbread cookies (another Nordic specialty) and got us to try a special Swedish drink called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Glugg&lt;/span&gt;. It is served warm and was like mulled wine (so think hot red wine and its similar to that!!) i thought it was terrible, but they seem to enjoy it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was decided that Dave and i would spend our first night in the cabin. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; and his dad (Rolf) hand built a 14m2 wooded cabin out on their property near a large lake. It is miles away from all civilisation and is amazing. I took about a million photos so you will see just how wonderful it was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; mum was really worried about me staying there because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a city girl, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think she realised how tough they breed us down in Australia!! We made up a pack for food, water, torches, sleeping bags and pillows and set off. The original plan was that we would ski there, but because this is the mildest winter on record so there is no snow so we drove! easier, but definitely more boring!! The cabin was pretty freezing when we got there but we put the fire on straight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt; and it warmed up pretty quickly. There is no electricity there, so it was all about the fire! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; left us after dinner so it was just me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; and the animals! Last winter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; said he found wolf tracks on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; cabin, and back in about 2000 i think it was, they saw a massive bear walking past while they were inside having coffee!! Dave and i had no exciting encounters with any wildlife though, i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;!! We had a great sleep although it had got quite cold by the time we woke up as the fire had gone out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; take long for Dave to fix the situation though and we were having breakfast in the warmth in no time!! We had an amazing view from the loft window as well because the sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; fully come up in winter, its like sunrise pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;much all&lt;/span&gt; the time, maybe a little brighter. So there was mist and the sun peaking through the trees and silence, bliss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!! I was very spoilt with Dave making me breakfast as well as giving me a gorgeous Tiffany &amp; Co necklace and pendant for my present, with the promise of a dinner out in Paris as well!! Very exciting and very spoilt!! I also got about a 1000 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sms's&lt;/span&gt; from home wishing me happy birthday or happy new years!! It was strange getting drunken messages at breakfast, but i guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; breakfast in Australia, so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; as bad as it sounds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went for a walk down to the lake. It was completely frozen, you could see that the layer of ice was about 20 - 25 cm thick. We were able to walk on it which was a very different experience, but a great one! I got some fantastic photos which i cant wait to show you all when i get home. It was a bit scary though because every so often you would hear a big cracking noise, which was the ice actually cracking!! apparently when the lake has only been frozen for a week or two, the ice is still settling so is cracks and re-freezes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; arrived while we were playing on the ice lake and assured us that these cracks were nothing to worry about!!! A few times when the ice cracked you could even feel it vibrating and moving!! scary but great at the same time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some coffee with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; and he bought me a birthday cake and they both sang for me!!! We packed up the cabin. We went for a drive through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt; and through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; parents f&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;orest&lt;/span&gt;. It was pretty cool, but very cold!! Then it was time for lunch (i swear, all we did when we stayed with people was eat and drink coffee!!). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; mum made us a big meal of potato bake, cold meats, several types of salad and special Swedish bread which is basically exactly the same a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ryvita&lt;/span&gt; biscuits!! Dessert was ice-cream and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lingon&lt;/span&gt; berries, which are small red berries which grow in their area and are slightly bitter tasting, but when served with the ice cream, were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; delicious!! Of course, we then had coffee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon was spent on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; organising the trip from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt; to the airport, and from the airport in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt; to the hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;. We got really cheap flights to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt; so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; land at the main airport there, so we needed to figure out what we were doing!! We also got a walking tour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; parents farm which was pretty interesting. His family have been farming the same land since the 1500's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; prepared us a big 3 course meal!! We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; really hungry but it was so yum looking we ate it!! We had a Swedish entree which was some type of prawn stuff with toast. not really sure what it was but it was good!! then we had steak and veg for mains (much like home which was a good change!!) and ice cream and cloud berries (another local berry - delicious!) and coffee for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do much, watched the Robbie Williams concert on TV and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Black Adder&lt;/span&gt; before heading out to see the town fire works display for new years eve. Even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt; is a pretty small town they had great fireworks!! We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; impressed. They have a tradition of doing a poetry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt; first, then the fireworks. There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; really a countdown like we have, but i don'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;t know&lt;/span&gt; if that was disorganisation or if they just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do one?? We celebrated with a bottle of champagne which went down well with all the wine we had before we went out!! It was so cold, around 5 below, so we needed all that booze to keep warm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; had bought some of his own fireworks for us to l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; off after the main ones, so we headed back to the house and set them off in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;backyard&lt;/span&gt;. They were great fun and i got to light them because it was my birthday!! Dave has a great video of it on his camera which you can see when we get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when we woke up and looked out the window we saw everything was white!! it had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; snowed!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!! Admittedly it was a pretty small amount of snow, but there was enough to cover everything in white!! we quickly got dressed and ran outside and spent the next hour or so just messing around!! we built a snowman which was so much fun!! in our haste to get out there we forgot to grab gloves, so our hands were pretty red and sore by the time we were rescued by Rolf (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar's&lt;/span&gt; dad) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;bringing&lt;/span&gt; out a pair of gloves for me and mittens for Dave!! We threw lots of snowballs and made lots of patterns in the snow and had a great time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was breakfast, packing, a quick drive through the town for a look before we headed back into Stockholm ready to catch our flight to Paris tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-33683128523043265?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/33683128523043265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=33683128523043265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/33683128523043265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/33683128523043265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/edsbyn-with-gunnar.html' title='Edsbyn with Gunnar!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-1610347421446968789</id><published>2007-01-02T03:37:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:17:53.437+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm - Fave City so Far!!</title><content type='html'>As per usual we only had one full day here in Stockholm so we had to super organised to fit in everything there is to see is this amazingly gorgeous city. I have to say that i was really only coming to Stockholm as a stop on the way to visit another of Dave's trainees, but this really has turned out to be my favourite city so far. I cant wait for you to see the photos, although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure they wont do the place justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a buffet breakfast included in our hotel charge so we got up to a full spread of eggs (soft boiled, hard boiled or scrambled), bacon, fruit, cereal, smoothies, juices, tea, coffee and a waffle making machine!!! it was the perfect way to start the day!! several coffees later we headed out to see what Stockholm had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kungliga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Slottet&lt;/span&gt;, the royal castle, which was built in 1697 after the first castle built on the site was burnt down. It took 57 years to complete so they either had council workers doing the work, or else lots of breaks must have been taken!! It does have 608 rooms though so it is quite large!! In fact it is the worlds largest royal castle still used for its original purpose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Storkyrkan&lt;/span&gt;, which is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cathedral&lt;/span&gt; where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sweden's&lt;/span&gt; monarch used to be crowned. It was built in 1306 and inside features the most amazing architecture, paintings and sculptures as well as many royal crypts, this really left us with no where to walk except all over royals of the past!! The alter is over 350 years old and made of silver while the pulpit is the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extravagant&lt;/span&gt; i have ever seen (and i have seen a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt; cathedrals!!) and was built in the 1700's. All in all it was very impressive but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if our photo's will turn out as it was really dark, but we have some postcards anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cathedral we wandered through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gamlastan&lt;/span&gt;, which is the old town. It was the best part of the city with really old buildings really showing how different Sweden is from many other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt; cities. We were ready for coffee by this time so we found a little cafe which lead us down a flight of stairs into the cellar section (converted into a cafe of course!) but it was dim, lit only by candles and felt very Swedish! Our coffee came in soup bowl size mugs, although i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think they were mugs as they had no handles, come to think of it, they probably were just soup bowls!! We also discovered that here in Sweden they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; put chocolate powder on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cappuccino's&lt;/span&gt;. they put c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;innamon&lt;/span&gt; on instead - learnt that the hard way!! Evidently, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a huge fan of c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;innamon&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed along the river up towards a lookout point. We hunted around for a way up for free (Lonely Planet told us there was a free way!!) but failed to find it, so we paid to go up in the lift and got an amazing view of the city from 38 m up. This probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; high, but it was actually on the side of a hill almost so it was high enough to get a fantastic view. I was a bit worried as the lift seemed really old (in fact it was built in 1936 so it was old!) but then i learnt that this lift actually replaced the last lift which was from 1881, so then i though maybe it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; so old after all!!! The lift took us up onto a bridge, and then at the other end we found the free way up was actually a massive amount of stairs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked off the other end of the bridge but instead of going down the stairs (the lift fee was one way!!) we walked onto the top of the hill and found an outdoor ice skating rink and another neighbourhood to investigate. It was getting dark by this time (it was 3pm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;!!) so we walked back up to the bridge on the lookout for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; time view of the city. It looked amazing, all lit up and with a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; lights still up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down the (free) stairs and headed back through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; old town, stopping to take a photo of the largest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; tree in Stockholm!! We then went shopping in the city centre, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gallerian&lt;/span&gt;, which is like an up market &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; with lots of designers (i bought some cool new sunnies by Stella McCartney!)  and along the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Biblioteksgatan&lt;/span&gt; which is a shopping mall which has a red carpet going down the middle!! Dave got some cool new Diesel stuff in their sales so he was pretty stoked as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to the hotel, grabbing a traditional Swedish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt; form a street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;vendor&lt;/span&gt; along the way!! We were meeting up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; (the trainee from Dave's parents place) for dinner and so grabbed a drink while we waited for him to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at around 8:30 after a quick trip on the metro and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gunnar&lt;/span&gt; getting us lost a couple of times!!! We had some fabulous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; food, not some actually, a lot of fabulous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; food. After dinner we went for a walk up to the top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Skinnarviksparken&lt;/span&gt; which is another lookout, but much higher and from a different angle to the one we went to during the day. The view from here was spectacular, but it was also freezing!! We were able to see all the sights we had visited during the day from this point and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; was good to see just how much we managed to fit in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to head back to the hotel to pack and get ready for our long drive out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edsbyn&lt;/span&gt; (about 3 hours) where we were staying with his family for the next 2 nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-1610347421446968789?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1610347421446968789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=1610347421446968789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1610347421446968789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1610347421446968789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/stockholm-fave-city-so-far.html' title='Stockholm - Fave City so Far!!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-5936931752237411915</id><published>2006-12-29T06:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-29T06:47:52.963+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Down on the Farm!!!</title><content type='html'>We caught the ferry early on the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; from near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Roskilde&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Århus&lt;/span&gt;, which was about a 3 hour trip. Pretty boring, but Heidi made us a packed lunch so we were occupied with that for a while. lucky because the ferry food was SO expensive, for a cup of chips it was $9!! We arrived and were picked up by Flemming, another of Dave's families trainees, who then drove us to his parents place for another traditional Danish meal!! Over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; they eat the same thing for like 3 days!! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why or how they do it because we were getting pretty sick of it, but each place was slightly different so it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. We had 4 courses of herring, pork, various salads and breads, salmon, liver (yuk!) and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;schnapps&lt;/span&gt; and special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; beer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch (at about 4pm!!) we headed out to his farm. It is such a nice old farm, nothing like we have back at home. The farm house was build in the 1860's and the newest of the farm building was from the 1930's!! It was really cool! we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do much that evening as we were pretty tired from all the travel (his place is about an hour away from the ferry port).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we got a sleep in which was very much needed!! we got up and had the full danish breakfast which involved a lot of bread and cheese and strong coffee!!  we got the grand tour of the farm then (its a boy thing!!). he has about 300 pigs which were still fairly young, so they were cute but the stinkiest creatures i have even known!! we only looked into the pig yard for about 20 seconds and that was enough!! we checked out the cows, his farm is a dairy farm which supplies milk to one of the large cheese manufacturer in Denmark which exports throughout Europe. He has a cool new automatic milking machine which means he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to go milking every morning and evening. for those of you in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;, its a pretty awesome thing, and for those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know, it is the best piece of equipment a dairy farmer could ask for!! basically the cows milk themselves, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; need to be there at all!  There was a couple of really young calves, less than a week old, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; they were so cute and so tame, you could pat them. it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We climbed up the grain silo and got a fantastic view of the whole county which was excellent, then we went and saw the horses (the highlight for me!!). Flemming also grows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; trees which supply Germany, Denmark and France (he has heaps!!!) so we went and saw those as well. Then on the way back to the farmhouse we stopped and checked out his neighbours barn. Turns out it is the oldest barn in Denmark and was built over 400 years ago!! It was in use up until about 20 years ago, and now it is used as storage for old farm equipment and stuff. it was really cool, the doorways were all really short so people were obviously much shorter than us back then!! all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; oak wooden beams are still intact as well. it was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we drove down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Randers&lt;/span&gt; which is their closest large town and after stopping in at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt; dealer to check if their new car had arrived (lucky then jealous us!!) we went to the shopping centre for a coffee (much needed!) and to try some local danish sweets (delicious!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cruising&lt;/span&gt; around there we went into the middle part of the city for dinner at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. it was great as they were sick of danish food as well after everything they had at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt;! walking to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; was gorgeous, think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rundle&lt;/span&gt; mall type situation, but cobbled streets, darkness (of course!), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; lights strung up everywhere, more than one mall and old style buildings and you can start to get an idea of how gorgeous this place was. as it was an unexpected trip, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have our camera with us (very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;) so we cant show you photo, but will do our best to describe it when we get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was very difficult as not only did we have to say goodbye to our fabulous hosts Flemming, his wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Lena&lt;/span&gt; and their 6 year old Amelie, we also had to get up at 6am to drive an hour into the train station, catch a train for 4 hours into the airport, fly an hour to Stockholm, have the airline lose our luggage and the get to our hotel!!! so we arrived at our hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Stockholm&lt;/span&gt; (which is fabulous!!) at around 4pm, checked in and then watch an hour of ER to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;recuperate&lt;/span&gt;!! we headed out on a walk around the city to suss it all out, grabbed dinner at T.G.I. Fridays (good old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; burgers!!). now its almost 9:30pm and we are buggered!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-5936931752237411915?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5936931752237411915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=5936931752237411915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5936931752237411915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5936931752237411915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/down-on-farm.html' title='Down on the Farm!!!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-3388382101237934671</id><published>2006-12-27T02:19:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-27T02:52:41.495+10:30</updated><title type='text'>A Danish Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>We caught the train to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Roskilde&lt;/span&gt; on the afternoon of the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of December, it was an easy 40 minute trip which was good! One of the trainees from Dave's parents farm, Heidi, picked us up at the station and took us back to her place. She worked on the farm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bordertown&lt;/span&gt; for almost 12 months, back in 1991-92, but luckily for us both she and Dave have seen much more recent photos of each other so he easily recognised who we were meant to go home with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Denmark, Xmas is celebrated on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (in the evening) so we were there in time to experience the whole lot! Instead of taking us back to her house straight away, Heidi took us to her local church for a Xmas service. The whole thing was in Danish (obviously!) and for an hour we sat there not understanding a word!! It was toasty warm though so we didn't mind at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to her house and met her 2 kids, Kristian and Louise (pronounced Louisa) who are 10 and 8, and also met her ex-husband and his mum. They were all very welcoming, and the kids were so excited about us being there, but couldn't speak a word of English!! you could tell they both had so much to say, but couldn't. it was frustrating as we wanted to talk to them as well, but Danish is impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we were treated to a very traditional Danish Xmas meal (apparently around 90% of the population would have had the same meal as we did!! wonder what Mary ate!!). We had roast pork and duck, red cabbage done in some special way, potatoes done normally as well as done in sugar so they had a caramel glaze on them, bread and crisps!! It was really yum! We also had a couple of bottles of french red wine which was delicious! Then we had this strange stuff which was like rice pudding, but with vanilla, lots of cream and sugar mixed through it. It also had sliced almonds through it which made it extra tasty, but of course Dave couldn't eat it. It was served with hot cherry's and a cherry sauce. Dave got 2 different flavours of ice-cream so he was happy! There is a game where if you find a whole almond in the dessert you win a prize, so both Louise and Kristian won prizes of chocolate and shampoo and toothpaste!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time the kids were hardly able to contain their excitement (although Kristien was too cool for school being 10 years old!!!). As part of their traditional Xmas festivities we lite the candles on the tree and then danced around it singing Xmas carols. Dave and i followed along, but of course didn't sing as we had no idea what they were even singing!! Then it was time for the presents!! Kristien and Louisa ripped into theirs straight away and were very excited about everything they received. Dave and i were also spoilt with some gorgeous Xmas tree decorations from Gorge Jensen  (i cant spell it in Danish - sorry!!). Louisa also made us a card and a box with decorations all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents out of the way we sat down to coffee and traditional Danish sweets while the kids assembled their latest toys! All in all it was a great experience, but exhausting!! We finally fell into bed around 11pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Xmas day the Danes usually visit all their family for lunch, but instead we watched Louisa horse riding and Kristien on his bike. The have made a track in their yard with hills and water obstacle so they were riding around that. It was so cold, but they didn't feel it at all and were having a great time! After lunch (again traditional Danish food; herrings, bread, eggs, tomato, cucumber, ham, salami, pate, salmon etc.) we went for a drive around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Roskilde&lt;/span&gt; to visit Heidi's brother and see his farm. We then went to Heidi's mum's place where the whole rest of the family was. We tried some of their Danish food as well which was amazing. a pork braise thing and some patties of some kind!! They also introduced us to their tradition of drinking schnapps!! lots of it too!! I don't know what it was called but it wasn't at all like the yummy flavoured schnapps we have at home, it tasted like burning!! it definitely kept us warm though, all the way down!! Apparently that one is for the boys, but i was having none of that and kept up with the rest of them! We then tried the "girls" schnapps which tasted like really really weak cordial with alcohol in it!! Dave also had some traditional Danish Xmas beer which he enjoyed as well - i think because it is stronger than normal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we had more Danish food, hot dogs!!! We also had pork patties, and seafood filled pastry cups, more Danish beer and wine!! We watched some Danish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt; movies which were entertaining even though we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; understand a word of them and then went to bed ready to catch the ferry up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Århus&lt;/span&gt; where we were getting picked up by another of Dave's families trainees (called Flemming) and driven to his place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nimtofte&lt;/span&gt; where we'll spend the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it was totally different to ours, so we'll have to share stories when we get home!!&lt;br /&gt;luv Al and Dave&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-3388382101237934671?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3388382101237934671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=3388382101237934671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/3388382101237934671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/3388382101237934671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/danish-christmas.html' title='A Danish Christmas!!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-1762869987018021950</id><published>2006-12-26T02:39:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:27:15.198+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Copenhagen in December</title><content type='html'>We arrived in Copenhagen on Friday afternoon and it was already dark (it was only 3:30pm as well!!). We organised ourselves and found the right train to catch into the city centre, and then it was only a short walk, maybe 5 minutes, to get to our hotel. We stayed in a place called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;CabInn&lt;/span&gt;, which was set up to be like a ship!! It was really odd because nothing about it was ship like except the actual rooms, which were exactly like cabins on a ship would be i.e. tiny!! they were comfortable though which was the main thing, and they were very central so we could walk to everything we wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we walked down the S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;togart&lt;/span&gt;, which is the longest pedestrian shopping mall in the world. It was all lite up with lights which made it look gorgeous. lots of shops were open so we wandered into some of them, mostly to get out of the cold rather than to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed dinner at a gorgeous little diner, which we though served &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt;, but then found out that it was actually a combination of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; specialty!! an odd combo, but it was super yummy!! It was also really warm which made everything taste even better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kongens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nytorv&lt;/span&gt; which is like a big square and it had a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; tree in the middle of it. there was an outdoor ice skating rink as well with lots of people skating. we saw one girl do a massive stack, i think she was about 10 or so, but then she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lay&lt;/span&gt; there in the ice wailing and crying. her mum was right there, but she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; move until someone else, with no skates on, actually picked her up and moved her off the ice. she must have been freezing, but she was so stubborn!! she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; appear to be hurt though and was up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cruising&lt;/span&gt; around again in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time we had almost frozen because it was totally dark and only around 5 degrees!! we found a big department store and headed straight for it! it was so so expensive, we both found lots of things we wanted to buy, but everything is much more expensive here than in Australia and even the UK, so we decided only to get things we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get anywhere else i.e. not much!! We walked around inside until we had thawed out then headed back to our hotel to decide what to do tomorrow and to catch up on all the latest danish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Saturday, was really our only day of daylight when we could get to all the Copenhagen sights so we were very well organised! We started the day by walking along the canal up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Knippelsbro&lt;/span&gt; bridge, which was supposed to be lavished in copper, but it was more like it was lavished in oxidised copper as the whole thing had turned green with time!! Over the bridge we headed into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Christianshavn&lt;/span&gt; (which is an island of Copenhagen) and to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Frelsers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kirke&lt;/span&gt; which is a big church with a spiral staircase up the outside of the top spire which is a big lookout. It is unfortunately closed for renovations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Christiania&lt;/span&gt; which is a free state within Copenhagen governed by its inhabitants, around 1000 people. it has no taxes or rent, but they sell HEAPS of drugs there so there are lots of riot police around all the time!! It was like of like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;commune&lt;/span&gt;, talk about seeing how the other half live!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was the University library which holds an old cannonball as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;remnants &lt;/span&gt;of what that cannonball was shot into, ironically a book entitled "the Defender of Peace"!! This was closed for the holiday season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Frue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kirke&lt;/span&gt; was next on the list, this is the church were Mary Donaldson and the Prince got married! it was really pretty and also completely different to the UK churches i have seen. Lots of white-cream walls and also many life size figures of saints, but not really ornate like the English ones are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rundetarn&lt;/span&gt;, which is another lookout - we were determined to see the city from a lookout at some point, and luckily for us this one was open!! There is a big spiral walkway which leads up the tower then the last part is stairs which got quite narrow by the top! The view from the lookout was excellent! you could see so much and i never noticed until then that Copenhagen has so many churches!! i could see spires shooting up all over the city!! We also got some great photos from up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed a late lunch at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; along the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stogart&lt;/span&gt; which was the best potato soup i have ever had!! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what they put in it, other than potato obviously, but it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time it was getting dark so we walked through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kongens&lt;/span&gt; Have which are the gardens which surround &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rosenburg&lt;/span&gt; Slot - an old castle which was built as a summer home for King Christian IV and it where the crown jewels are kept. It has a moat and guards which parade up and back with big guns!! This was also closed so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get to see the sparkle of the jewels this visit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the walking and sight-seeing we had done we were both tired, not helped by the fact that it felt like about 9pm, when in fact it was only around 4pm!! we walked back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the city and just took in the atmosphere before heading back to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rådhuspladsen&lt;/span&gt;, which is the central square of Copenhagen and is situated along the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Stogart&lt;/span&gt;. It is very open as it sees more foot traffic than anywhere else in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; city, so there are not barricades or anything around it to make it difficult to cross through. There is a big statue of Hans Christian Andersen which is a bit of a landmark in this city (they love that guy!!)  there is also a large column which has a statue on the top of 2 vikings which is supposed to be quite imposing, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; think it was!! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rådhus&lt;/span&gt;, which is the city hall, faces out into the Square. It is an amazing building and i have taken loads of photos of it, from all different angles. We also found a really nice garden type thing in the middle of the building which we took shots of as well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; to use the camera so we have lots of repeated shots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; we got up and headed to catch the train to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Roskilde&lt;/span&gt; where we met Heidi who stayed at Dave's parents farm for almost 12 months back when Dave was about 12!! His whole family have been over to visit and she has been awesome by kindly taking us all in!! She has just announced that dinner is ready so i will fill you in on our time here in the next few days, xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-1762869987018021950?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1762869987018021950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=1762869987018021950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1762869987018021950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1762869987018021950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/copenhagen-in-december.html' title='Copenhagen in December'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-7590935662624852583</id><published>2006-12-22T21:23:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-27T02:54:27.261+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Heathrow??</title><content type='html'>Prepare to be jealous!!! i am currently sitting in the BA lounge in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heathrow&lt;/span&gt; airport waiting for my flight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Copenhagen&lt;/span&gt;!!! Dave's company paid for him to get a Qantas Club membership which is linked to the BA club so we are in the lounge with free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, food and drinks while we wait for our flight, its great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have heard much about this, but there is a crazy amount of fog here at the moment and loads of flights have been cancelled. Basically all internal flights in the UK have been cancelled and about half of the internationals have been as well. Lucky for us, our flight is still on track but it is chaotic here because of all the others. They have erected these big marquee's outside the airport where they are sending everyone. you are not allowed inside the airport until you have been called and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;passengers&lt;/span&gt; only!! you can imagine the scene!! so you go into the marquee and wait until they call your flight. Then you get to leave the marquee and get in a line which leads into the airport. once you get to the front of that line, you progress to the check in line!! Once you check in you go through security, so any liquids you are carrying have to be left behind (there was this poor girl who had some expensive cleanser and toner which they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let her take!!). anything which is under 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mls&lt;/span&gt; you can take through, but they then check it with this other thing. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really know what the drill was for that because we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have any liquids. Then its the typical shoes off, body search type stuff and then you finally get to go through into the international departure part!! what an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;!! in all it took a little over 90 minutes to get through it all, and now we are just relaxing waiting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;board&lt;/span&gt; our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Copenhagen&lt;/span&gt; next which is exciting!! neither of us have been there before so it will be brand new. The flight is delayed a bit so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure what time we will be arriving, but we'll head straight to our hotel and then suss it out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-7590935662624852583?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7590935662624852583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=7590935662624852583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7590935662624852583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/7590935662624852583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/heathrow-at-christmas.html' title='Christmas in Heathrow??'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-392439579602384621</id><published>2006-12-21T23:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:34:12.322+10:30</updated><title type='text'>At Home in Bristol</title><content type='html'>Dave's house in Bristol is great, he did such a good job in finding it. Its on the top floor, so we have great view down the street. The houses are so typically English, but the sad thing is that these gorgeous houses, which were once 4 story homes, are now divided into 4 different flats. this means that in common areas, so like the stairs and front foyer are very much falling to pieces!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bristol is a lovely town, its really small though so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think i could be here too much longer doing nothing! They have a shopping centre (a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;westfield&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;type&lt;/span&gt; thing) which we went to on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; night. It was pretty cool because it was inside so it was warm,  but outside, by the car parks, was an ice skating rink!!! an outside skating rink!! it was really cool, but i can imagine that parents would hate it because they would have to walk past it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they went shopping there and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure their kids would hassle them to go skating!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went into the town centre. there is a fair bit of construction going on at the moment because they are doing massive extensions on the shopping centre down there. it was so freezing here yesterday so i think it was a bad day for the town centre as most of it is outside. there is a small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; centre, but its mostly a food/coffee place with some hairdressers thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; as i was dying for a coffee (well anything hot would have done!) and it was so bad!! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; they actually put any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;espresso&lt;/span&gt; in my coffee!! luckily, just like home, there are a million different coffee places so i will easily be able to find good coffee elsewhere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is Dave's last day at work - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!! we are catching the bus into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon and then flying out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Copenhagen&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow morning. at least we hope we will be flying out!! the last couple of days there has been crazy amounts of fog here, so a lot of flights have been cancelled. so far ours is still on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;. all the domestic flights have been cancelled and about half of the internationals have been as well. because its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; all the flights have been fully booked so there is a bit of chaos at the airport!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to update everyone on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; fully recovered from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jet lag&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to sky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;UK's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;foxtel&lt;/span&gt;) and our real holiday starts tomorrow when we will both be able to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is going well back home,&lt;br /&gt;luv Al&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-392439579602384621?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/392439579602384621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=392439579602384621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/392439579602384621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/392439579602384621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/at-home-in-bristol.html' title='At Home in Bristol'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-1936790357818035557</id><published>2006-12-18T22:56:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-12-19T04:23:20.262+10:30</updated><title type='text'>One Weekend in London</title><content type='html'>So i have arrived in London!! I arrived at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heathrow&lt;/span&gt; at stupid o'clock and had to wait ages for my bags. some idiot managed to get theirs to clog up the machine so no one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; would come out! walked through customs in about 5 seconds flat, which was a nice change from the normal!!&lt;br /&gt;So i walked out of the arrivals bit and saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; waiting for me and in all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; i jumped on him!! not sure if he expected it or not, but he caught me with ease, just like in the movies!&lt;br /&gt;We parked the car and caught the tube into our hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Paddington&lt;/span&gt; which was cheap and nasty, but in a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;location&lt;/span&gt;. We ditched our bags and headed into fabulous London. It was like coming home, i love this city!! We walked down oxford street and spent the day trying to keep me awake! jet lag kills me so that was harder than it sounds! Dave did a great job though and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; fall asleep until 8:30pm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the tube to the museum of natural history and walked through there for a couple of hours. It was excellent with all those dinosaur bones and all the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;taxidermy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;specimens&lt;/span&gt;! your not allowed to kill and stuff animals anymore, but what they had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;from years&lt;/span&gt; gone by was fantastic. it gives a great idea of current animals as well as extinct ones. there was this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; polar bear there, i never realised they were so much larger than brown bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an ice skating rink outside the museum as well as a market which was really cool. it gets dark here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; around3pm so it was all lite up and was just awesome! we bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; decorations for our tree (we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any but by the time we get home we hope to have a whole tree's worth of them!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; we walked through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Harrods&lt;/span&gt; and caught the ferry down to Greenwich which is where Greenwich meridian time is from. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; we got there fairly late so once we finished looking through the maritime museum (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Dave's&lt;/span&gt; idea obviously!!) it was closed. annoying, but what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday we wandered through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Covent Gardens &lt;/span&gt;markets which was really good. There was some amazing photography there but i hope to take my own photos which will be just as good!! lots of great stalls, and also a lot of mulled wine?? crazy poms, it smelt yuk, and it was warm??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to catch the tube back to our hotel to get our stuff and then out to where the car was parked, then drive down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bristol&lt;/span&gt; (about 2 hour drive). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; gave me a quick drive through tour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bristol&lt;/span&gt; and it looks like a really nice town, typically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;!! i have taken lots of photos but i cant put them up because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to connect my good camera to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; cafe computers, and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; bring my small camera connection cord. i will put up a fabulous selection when i get home though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i am at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Dave's&lt;/span&gt; place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Bristol&lt;/span&gt; waiting for him to get home from work. i am about to head out on a photo hunting expedition!! hopefully i will get some good shots, although its pretty cold out so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how long ill last without gloves!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-1936790357818035557?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1936790357818035557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=1936790357818035557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1936790357818035557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1936790357818035557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-weekend-in-london.html' title='One Weekend in London'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-5234103080286560222</id><published>2006-12-08T17:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:48:59.512+10:30</updated><title type='text'>So you know who im talking about!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i figured that so many of my mates havent actually met each other, so im going to put up shots of you all! Now you can put a face to the name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXkIPyP-oEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vgx09cqAkEc/s1600-h/julia+and+friends+Dec+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041528078868546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXkIPyP-oEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vgx09cqAkEc/s320/julia+and+friends+Dec+2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us at Claire's engagement (yay Claire). Left to right are Kimbo, Leanne, Jules, Me, Ness and Kelz. These girls are the greatest mates you could ever ask for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041708467494994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXkIaSP-oFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bMQagAxeffg/s320/the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are the PHOS girls. Our boys all play footy together and this is us at the footy club ball. Me, Ebony, Emma, Shell and Kate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007097823745712226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXzI8SP-oGI/AAAAAAAAABU/ONM6-c_v43Q/s320/KateShellAl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shell, Kate and Me at the Oyster bar celebrating Eb's birthday!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007099936869621906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXzK3SP-oJI/AAAAAAAAABs/lV0Sw-dB2Pc/s320/Alice,+Dan,+Maz+%26+Claire.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These are my beautiful uni mates! Dan, Maz and Claire! They helped me survive honours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007101019201380514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXzL2SP-oKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4peLXOB5rBE/s320/Alice+Kisses+Dave.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my amazing boyfriend Dave. He is in the UK at the moment and i am going to visit him in 3 days!! i cant wait!! That is why i decided to start this blog, so when we are away i dont have to email everyone the same thing, you can just look in here and get the updates of what is going on - easy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007102745778233522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXzNayP-oLI/AAAAAAAAACI/-MYAV0VWh0c/s320/Alice+%26+Dave+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;i have some more photos of people i want to put up here, but they are too big, so i need to figure out how to compress them then ill get them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-5234103080286560222?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5234103080286560222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=5234103080286560222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5234103080286560222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/5234103080286560222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-you-know-who-im-talking-about.html' title='So you know who im talking about!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXkIPyP-oEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vgx09cqAkEc/s72-c/julia+and+friends+Dec+2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6205784435319280930.post-1289789997859520639</id><published>2006-12-07T15:25:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:48:59.721+10:30</updated><title type='text'>This is Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXefbyP-oAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zfq0wCMvdGo/s1600-h/Alice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005644810539671554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXefbyP-oAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zfq0wCMvdGo/s320/Alice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me! i needed to figure out how to get a photo attached to my profile, and this is how i managed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6205784435319280930-1289789997859520639?l=hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1289789997859520639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6205784435319280930&amp;postID=1289789997859520639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1289789997859520639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6205784435319280930/posts/default/1289789997859520639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotpinkfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='This is Me!!!'/><author><name>Alice Stocker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kpEiA8mPPc/RXefbyP-oAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zfq0wCMvdGo/s72-c/Alice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
