Monday, May 07, 2012
This is the first post in a series about the Eurovision Song Contest. If you don't know what that is I strongly suggest you follow my posts. You'll learn a lot.
May is Eurovision month. The time of year where I get all excited about a song and a dance and seeing the latest in European white clothing.
This year marks my 10th Eurovision Song Contest viewing and I'm excited to revisit previous contests. Not to mention extremely pleased with myself that within that time I GOT to one (that story will surface in the days to come).
I must give credit to Penny, the one to introduce me to the contest proper through knowledge passed down to her. Watching the 2003 contest changed everything I thought I knew about music.
The 2003 winner happened to be Turkey, something I didn't particularly appreciate at the time. To be fair, the song is catchy, but Sertab Erener just bugged me. I was intrigued by the controversy at the time though - originally, Everyway That I Can was to be sung in Turkish but a last-minute change to English caused a lot of debate around the place. Whether she would've won in Turkish is another story.
At least she beat t.A.T.u., who were big hopes for Russia even after their brief world domination had started to wane. They wanted to kiss on stage leading up to the show, which to officials threatened the integrity of the contest. But perhaps it would've made the song more interesting, because to be frank it was shit. They still placed third.
*If there's something you want me to write about within my Eurovision series, I would love any suggestions. Otherwise please share my stories or provide some feedback if you can :)
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Sunday, April 29, 2012
A year ago today I was at London, England to witness the prelude to the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton.
At the time in an overview post I wrote the following:
"After Turkey, the Royal Wedding was amazing. Stood for 12 hours straight outside W. Abbey with a family I'd latched onto... saw Kate and Wills both go in. It was mental. Second camp-out in a week was okay. Not sleeping for 40 hours... not so much by the time I got on the plane to Cairo."
That was all I had time to write some time after the event because this was such a whirlwind. With three days in between finishing my time in Turkey and arriving in Cairo for my Egypt tour I had decided to make the cross-Europe journey to London for the big day (somewhat late to miss out on extremely cheap tickets for one leg).
I was in London for something like 30 hours... got there late in the afternoon of the 28th, and the plan was to suss out the route about midway because I didn't think I had any chance of getting near either Buckingham Palace or Westminster Abbey. However, deciding to try and walk that route from the final destination would mean I never got there. Thankfully.
I met two mothers with their kids who were schoolfriends from just outside Suffolk who had travelled for the day. They had no idea where they were going either and I decided to tag along with them to suss out the crowds. It was just insane. Took forever to get 100 metres down the road, the path was often stalled, and then when they got to their chosen spot I wasn't sure what my plan was.
They camped out in a corner hidden from the main view on the presumption others would be asked to put up the tents and they would pounce. Decent plan. They offered to let me camp with them, and the kids liked me so that was a bonus. Figured I'd give it a shot, but there was a small problem. I was only checked in for a night at my hostel.
Fighting the crowds once more, I got back to my base, got my essentials, checked out and put my luggage in storage and off I went. I paid $AUD30 to have someone hold my luggage. But well before the clock struck 12 I got back on the Tube and managed to find them again. Miracle.
The night was interesting. In the one wander I could take I found a Scandinavian journalist who wanted to interview the American lady I'd been chatting to because she'd been there the longest and was a Royal Wedding veteran (number four I think this was). I randomly got to hold his camera for a minute which was cool, I so should've done a runner. But I didn't - I went back and found they'd gone. WITH MY BAG.
I found them. But my heart was still pounding. My PASSPORT was in there. EVERYTHING. I was so lucky they were such good people.
After 10 hours of standing, they came. We didn't see the celebs but when William showed the screams were intense. And then after he went in the chants of 'Kate, Kate' grew stronger and stronger. Seeing her come out was even more crazy. The people in front of me had moved around so my view was ruined. But I still got my money shot.
Labels: A Year Ago Today, Barbie, Egypt, Kate and Wills, Kate Middleton, Ken, London, passport, Prince William, royal wedding, travel, Turkey, Westminster Abbey
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
A year ago today I was at Gallipoli, Turkey, for the Anzac Day Dawn Service.
While I delved a little into the week I'd spent around Istanbul at the time, reflecting on it now I know just how wonderful the experience was. I made some amazing friends on my six-day tour which definitely makes it all the richer, and we were all there for the right reasons. Going to Gallipoli was one of, if not THE most, sombre experiences of my life. And it wasn't just the service, it's also the walk you make back up to Lone Pine, seeing the service there, then the uphill climb to the highest point at Chunuk Bair for the Kiwis. Seeing the Turkish at their own service along the way was a surprise that I should've expected but it helped sink in that there were two sides to this conflict that still feel the effects generations on.
We got to feel a small part of what they had to deal with, the night just bearable but the day growing colder and colder as it went on. I don't remember being so cold for so long, probably ever in my life. Thankfully there was no rain.
| Lone Pine |
That never translated to being over Turkey.
Here are a few more photos to sum up my Topdeck tour:
| Getting to know tourmates over a good ol' smoke-up |
| Galata Tower. Unfortunately I failed to go in... |
| Inside the Blue Mosque |
| The Hagia Sophia |
| The winding streets were crazy enough compared to inside the Grand Bazaar! |
Labels: A Year Ago Today, ANZAC Day, Aussie, Australia, Blue Mosque, Dawn Service, experience, Galata Tower, Gallipoli, Hagia Sophia, Istanbul, Topdeck, travel, Turkey
Monday, September 05, 2011
Backstory: in 2010 my bff Penny came up with the idea of eating McDonald's in every country across Europe (because she had a fleeting thought the food o/s wouldn't be up to standard) - but we got there and she changed her mind. No-one else in our group was game so I carried it through. For most of these samplings I was on a Topdeck tour.
I first felt like Morgan Spurlock in Super Size Me because I was eating it so regularly - at least every second day while on the tour - and hoped it wouldn't affect my health too much. Actually... that was a slight lie. I wasn't too concerned.
I should add, I went on this odyssey only to discover the specialties - the 'limited time only' specials, or something unique to the country. No Big Macs for me. So now to the photos.
After six months of not having a bite (okay so I had a hash brown at Athens Airport when I first got over there) I had my first 'McDo' meal, as they call it in France, in the restaurant that's part of the Louvre complex. I discovered that the French don't eat small and I was forced to buy a medium meal. To be blunt, the chips weren't great (however they were less salty than ours) and the burger appears rather plain. The bread was interesting, but the filling was merely beef, cheese, tomato and actual slivers of onion (not the tiny chopped up things in a lump). For its similarity to a cheeseburger, I give it (and the meal) 5/10. Good to taste the familiar beef again but an average start.
Although we couldn't really do that much in Vienna because it was a Sunday (aaargh), I still only found little time to find myself a Maccas lunch because everyone else had already eaten. Although I only picked a snack as such, what a snack it was - Cheesy Broccoli Nuggets. The pack gave me six bites of gooey goodness - warm and indeed cheesy on the inside. Never seen anything like it before. Perfect snack, but six wasn't enough! 8/10.
Bratislava was only a day-stop; we only spent 60-90 minutes there - and 3/4 of that was in rain. But it cleared up by the time we ventured from coffee to continue my quest, and it was so worth it. Complete with delivery to your table, this Maccas offered a taste of Greece (the food I missed so much at this point) with a Beef Tzatziki burger (and crinkle-cut herbed wedges). This is my style. With the usual culprits as well as fetta cheese, tzatziki and a herbed bun, this was unbelievably tasty even after having eaten a decent amount of the stuff over the past week and a half. With the mouth-watering wedges, I'm going to say this was perfect, if a bit messy. 10/10.
By the time I got to Budapest I'd seen these on a few menus, with different meats. And heaps of the tour peeps had seen my photos and were aware of my quest... which made me more persistent to explore the menus. I went with the beef McWrap, and although small it had a lot of flavour. The tangy yellow sauce went well with the beef and the strange mix of stuff (is that mango in the picture? It's been a while, I don't remember that...) packed a punch. On the run this worked easily, 7/10.
We stopped through on the way to Prague at this McDrive (although we sadly didn't fit through the thing being on a bus and all - but to be fair the seats inside were fairly accommodating). Notable for its similarity to the Slovakian menu (Beef Tzatziki burger and all) - I wonder why... oh and according to Irishman Chris it was the first along his travels to have Double Cheeseburgers. Well spotted. I went for prawns and their 'special sauce.' Point lost for having to pay extra for the sauce, and another for the prawn itself being miniscule in relation to all the (badly amazing) crumbing around it. But the sauce was between tartare and aioli and suited, and the prawns tasted fine from what was there. Fine as a really light snack but fair average. 5/10.
The most fun I've had at McDonald's in a long time. Probably since I used to play 'the pickle game' with my brother and cousin, trying to see who'd step and possibly slip on our dropped cheeseburger pickle... ah those were the days. ANY-way, after 3:30am we found this open on our way home... and the menu was SO impressive. I settled on a two snack burgers; the first an Italian-style chicken burger, crumbed and with Napoli sauce. Something similar was once released at home as a proper burger and this was just as tasty. Then... the Nurnburger. Three small sausages and mustard in a flour-dusted bun, a likely homage to their apparently famous currywurst. Definitely an acquired taste, but good quality meat. I managed to polish off 1.5 of these. Italian: 9/10. Nurnburger: extra point for most patriotic, fun item I've ever seen. 8.5/10.
After being in Athens for five days I manage to come around full circle and try something which I thought was completely crazy at their airport. The picture above shows a burger. This particular burger contained a prawn pattie. Yes, a prawn pattie. It didn't have an overpowering fishy taste but with the regular fillings and sauces eating it still had a strange feel. Was neither here or there. 5/10.
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I ended up having Maccas brekky back in Melbourne Airport on the final stopover with one of their wraps (new for the time, seems the local menu shook things up too). Lament the missed op of trying a pork, a breakfast and a UK option. And I should probably go a Big Mac too on my next run. But the quest in 2010 was a lot of fun. I can only imagine the possibilities of what I'd do next.
2011
Walking down Orchard Road for the first time, even at night the humidity was getting to me. There's a LOT of McDonalds stops along the shopping mecca, and I was rather intrigued by one of their dessert cafes just off the main strip. I've still never seen anything like it! First treat of the trip (and definitely not the last) was a Supreme Milo McFlurry. An explosion of chocolate goodness, Milo and ice-cream have always gone together. Perfect mix, and the last time I would see Milo for a fair while. 9/10.
My meals in Belfast had no room for McDonalds so I settled for a Drifter McFlurry. Now, I'd never heard of the chocolate before so thought it sounded safe enough. Turned out to be too safe for my liking - wafer pieces and a 'toffee' sauce (*cough* caramel) didn't do enough to make a strong flavour for the ice-cream. Bored. 3/10.
Gosh I loved Galway. First stop there was McDonalds as I still hung out with tour-mates before they continued back to Dublin without me. The UK had the wraps you see here, but while Scotland and England had them as daily specials, in Ireland you could pick what you wanted whenever. Win! Vegetarian wrap with chickpea pattie was my healthiest McDonalds meal so far. Sweet chilli sauce complimented the packed flavour of the pattie while cucumbers evened out the spice factor. Rather full, I was happy as Larry. 8/10.
Still feel like I have unfinished business with this place. Trying one of the other wraps was purely for mealtime, but the Chicken Caesar Wrap was pretty good. Crispy chicken, decent bits of bacon. Well prepared. 8.5/10.
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5/12/2011
Not so long after all... turns out Maccas celebrated 40 years in Australia earlier this year with some celebratory returns to mark the big occasion.
My big move to Dubbo meant I was eating a bit more junk than desired as I settled in and found a place. But what I ate was nothing short of substantial. It's been a while since these came and went but the memory forever lingers...
Labels: 2010, 2011, Egypt, Europe, food, Galway, Glasgow, Ireland, Istanbul, La Tomatina, London, McDonalds, Orchard Road, Paris, Singapore, Spirit of Europe, Super Size Me, Topdeck, Turkey, UK