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  • Day8

    Pimlico and the St George

    April 2, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    The hotel I chose in London was actually more of a traditional bed and breakfast in a beautiful old converted terrace house. It was perfectly located for me within 20 minutes walk of Trafalger square or an easy bus ride. The surrounding area was lovely with the occasional little square with markets or gardens. So rewarding to walk around places if you can. You can even stop for a drink in an old English pub as a bonus!

    As you can see from my London photos I was blessed with lovely spring weather with only the occasional cloudy spell. Better than the Wellington summer we just didn't have!
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  • Day204

    LONDON (BRIXTON POP)

    October 11, 2015 in the United Kingdom

    Today is wedding dress shopping day for Suki so she heads into the city with some friends whilst Trav catches some Zzzzz and meets up with a friend they met on the Navimag cargo barge in Chile. After a few drinks, Suki arrives at the pub excited about the buying a dress! In celebration we cheers and Steve tells us stories of the rest of his trip and future plans.

    A few more pints down we return home and get ready to go out for dinner. We stroll to the now 'Trendy' Brixton village and have dinner outside one of the tiny pop-up restuarants. After dinner we head to 'Brixton Pop' - a cool venue that's been created out of stacked shipping containers producing numerous bars, eateries and groovy places to chill with friends. It's been a great night and we stop for one last drink at a pub of the way home.
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  • Day3

    Old Town Praha

    January 16, 2017 in the United Kingdom

    Our first full day in Prague, it was recommended to us by an American at our hostel breakfast to do the free walking tour of Old Town. If any of you know my traveling style it is first and foremost to do the walking and/or bus tour to get a broad overview of the history, points of interests, and must-sees of whatever town you are visiting, so this was right up my alley. We bundled up cuz it's snowing weather and took off in search of tour guides. Since neither Fatin or I know Czech, nor do we really know what is considered "Old Town", it was quite funny trying to navigate the streets via the map app on my phone, trying to figure out where and what we were doing. We loved wandering around though and came across some amazing mixes of Baroque styled architecture, a bit of Art Nouveau, and some Medieval gates thrown in there for good measure. And we found our tour guide...Pistis was his name, the Israeli-now-Prague-resident.

    Pistis had a great story. He was living and working in the UK, then met a girl from Prague he really liked. He came to visit her one weekend in Prague, but it was turned out to be awful. They couldn't communicate very well, it was awkward, he had a dreadful time, so he was happy to be back on a plane headed home to the UK. Oh, but wait! When he landed in London, the airport security detained him, questioned him, wanted to know why an Israeli was coming to the UK from Prague, etc., etc. They kept him overnight, by which in the morning they decided his work visa was no longer valid and they sent him back to Prague. He's been in Prague ever since for the past four years and it has become a city he loves. He passes his passion and love for Prague on to the tourists he meets everyday as he gives his tours.

    Pistis says Prague is magic and I am quite inclined to believe him. The name means "doorway" and maybe this place is a doorway, into another place or time or world. Who knows! I will tell you it is a lovely city, safe, clean and beautiful. There is a rich history here that many do not know, but I can guarantee once you find out, you'll see how it's connected to your history somehow.
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  • Day2

    Brazil: day 2

    August 15 in the United Kingdom

    The Injoy Hostel lies in a quiet cul-de-sac and I wake up to the sound of birdsong in Portuguese. The staff are all very pleasant and so is the breakfast. The music however is less so, apart from Duffy's "Mercy" which is a pleasure to hear again.
    But the issue on the first full day of a trip is often technical and today it comes with an attempt to book onward travel. The people at reception are very helpful and patient and we establish after half an hour that the bank have not blocked my credit card but that the bus company don't seem to accept foreign cards. Nil points however to my bank for putting a phone number on the credit card that doesn't work.
    So, a trip to the Rodoviaria (bus station), a trusty institution all over Brazil where I buy a ticket from Rio to Brasilia for 2 days hence. The return to the centre is via a modern tram. Announcements are helpfully made in two languages, with a female voice saying seductively things like "We are going to Harmonia".
    Botafogo is an unassuming middle-class district. The water is too polluted for swimming but ordinary beach life continues unconcerned.
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  • Day5

    Days 5 & 6: Pirenopolis

    August 18 in the United Kingdom

    The bus arrives in Brasilia at 11.30 a.m., too late for me to catch the bus I had intended but there's plenty of space for a later departure and I am in Pirenopolis by later afternoon. It's a small town of about 20,000 people and a world away from the mayhem of Rio. It was the centre of a gold rush in the 18th century, less famous than the one in Minas Gerais state but there are many old houses, cobbled streets and several lovely baroque churches. At the guest house where I am staying, the girl who checks me in is wearing a T-shirt saying "Strong is the new pretty" in English. I'd better watch my step.

    I may well be the only gringo in town but it being a weekend, there are lots of visitors from Brasilia and they love to rumble by playing thundering drum n' bass. Realising that trying to sleep is pointless, I go outside and listen to a very acceptable three-piece band playing British and American rock songs. And guess what---one of them is Pink Floyd's "Wish you were here."

    RTBC:
    1. No mosquitoes, as in Rio
    2. or muggers (probably)
    3. or rain
    4. or stomach pain, which had afflicted me earlier
    5. finally, a good sleep.

    Sunday lunch is a popular time and I find it at the Santa Dica microbrewery, a welcome change from the usual lagery types what are cold, wet and flavourless. I break my resolution not to have a beer before sundown and this one serves a deliciously fresh peachy brew.
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  • Day3

    Brazil: day 3

    August 16 in the United Kingdom

    A much better day, with plenty of exploring. First stop is my old hunting ground, Largo do Machado where I stayed last year. It's another unpretentious neighbourhood, the large square headed by a grand church (N.S. da Gloria), market stalls, exercise machines, card players and vagrants. Continuing northwards towards the bohemian neighbourhood of Lapa, I stop for a self-service lunch. This is a great Brazilian institution, with an assortment of dishes which meat and vegetarian alike, are charged by the kilo. So a good fill-up for R$18 (about US$6).

    Onwards to another bohemian quarter, Santa Teresa, which is reached by the old-fashioned yellow tram, the "bonde", which rumbles across the Arcos de Lapa, a former aqueduct. S.T. is a bit run down but in a charming way, with cobbled roads and late 19th century villas in mock-French and German styles. The walls are covered with graffiti or when done properly, street art, in which the bonde features prominently.

    Finally at ground level, a return to Lapa and the scenic Selaron staircase. This was designed by a Chilean artist using ceramic tiles with the colours of the Brazilian flag although later on he added reds and blacks. It's popular with tourists and sometimes musicians as well but I see only those featured in street art, or on posters such as Pink Floyd tribute bands. (This legendary band is big in Brazil and pronounced "Pink Floydge").
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  • Day4

    Brazil: day 4

    August 17 in the United Kingdom

    After checking out from the Injoy, I am homeless for the coming day. At the Rio rodoviaria I board the bus/coach headed for Brasilia. It's only half-full and the reclining seats are comfortable. The journey is scheduled for 19 hours, hence it includes overnight travel and meal breaks.

    The vehicle grinds up from sea level to the central plateau, into the state of Minas Gerais. This used to be the centre of an 18th century gold rush and there are several gorgeous baroque former mining towns here. The modern towns are still used for mining but don't look like tourist attractions.Read more

  • Day29

    Marnee the Explorer

    June 29, 2016 in the United Kingdom

    I made sure to have an alarm set, I wasn't going to sleep in on my last day!
    I'd drawn up a rough plan of what I wanted to see throughout the day, so I got up and showered, and headed on my way.
    Roadblock number one - it was a little rainy... Only spitting here and there, so no issue, I continued on my way.
    My first destination was Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens. I jumped on the tube and headed to Queensway Station. My plan was to explore Kensington Gardens, find the Princess Di Memorial Fountain and Kensington Palace, and then walk through Hyde Park.
    Well, that seemed like a great plan, but as good as the signs are in the Tube, they were NOT good in the Kensington Gardens. I found the Princess Diana Memorial Playground instantly, but you’re not allowed to go in unless you’re supervising children, and I guess in my rain jacket with a hood on, it may have looked a little suss had I tried to go in... Nevermind, there was a cute little Merry Go Round nearby so I had a look at that, and then headed in search of the fountain.
    The signs seemed to point every which way, so I would be following a sign, then find another pointing in a completely different direction. I got a bit lost, and the rain got a bit heavier, but I continued along anyway. I stumbled across the Albert Memorial, which is a huge gold statue, with many statues around it, and is directly across the road from the Royal Albert Hall. I’m sure many people have played there, but I always think of the live video of Someone Like Me by Adele, which was performed there.
    Eventually, after walking along the edge of the gardens, I found another sign, which said the Memorial Fountain was actually across the road, sort of a part of Hyde Park. It was a little underwhelming, as there were some barricades covering some of the fountain. I took a couple of snaps and headed off.
    I walked along a lake back into Kensington Gardens, with some more swans following me like they did at Lake Bled. I saw a few more different birds, saw some people walking their dogs, found some more statues scattered throughout the gardens, and then crossed back as I realised I’d completed missed Kensington Palace.
    I passed another lake, rain coming and going, and once I found the ‘palace’, I was again a little underwhelmed... I guess I’d imagined something grand, but it just looked like a bricked mansion. Still nice, and certainly bigger than any home I’ll ever be able to afford, but not overly fancy. I didn’t go inside, instead walking through the rose gardens out the front.
    I’d spent a good 2 hours exploring, so whilst I hadn’t really ventured much of Hyde Park, I thought it was time to tick some other places off my list.
    I found a little cafe near the tube station for a quick bite to eat, and then jumped on the train to Tottenham Court Road Station, for a squiz around the infamous Oxford Street. I also thought, seeing as I hadn’t done anywhere near as much shopping as anticipated, that I would check out Victoria’s Secret. Well, this was another disappointment. In the US, you can normally buy 5 pairs of undies for $25-30USD. At this VS it was about £30 for 2 or 3 pair... No thanks!
    Disappointed, I walked out and decided to cheer myself up by heading to Abercrombie and Finch. There’s normally a model out the front and I thought that would be sure to lift my spirits...
    I found the store (I nearly walked past it, it was quite conspicuous), and there was NO model in sight... I later found out they don’t do that anymore, not in London at least...
    Next Stop: Abbey Road! I jumped on the tube to St John’s Wood station, which was about a block away. I arrived and it wasn’t quite as busy as I’d imagined it would be. There rain had cleared for a little bit, so I did the obligatory walk across the road. I took some pictures of Abbey Road Studios, and had a look in the gift shop, then walked back out, walking across the road again, taking selfies as I didn’t have anyone to take the photo for me, and am not very trusting of strangers with my phone!
    My next destination was recommended by a co-worker who lived in London for a short time, Primrose Hill. It didn’t look too far away on the maps, so I decided to walk it. I think it probably took about half an hour by the time I got to the park, and another 5 minute trek up to the top of the hill. By this point the rain had started again, so the view wasn’t completely clear, but it was still a gorgeous sight. You can see all of London, the Eye, the Shard, all the wonderful buildings. I imagine it would be stunning on a warm and sunny day...
    There wasn’t really anywhere to sit as everything was wet, so I didn’t hang around for too long before making my decent, and found my way to Swiss Cottage Station.
    Next up: 10 Downing Street. I knew with all the Brexit news, and resigning of David Cameron, there would be plenty of security around, but what I didn’t realise, is that you can’t actually walk into Downing Street at all, it’s completely blocked off. I should have guessed, you never see anyone walking past when they show the townhouse on the news... So I could barely catch a squiz at all...
    I back tracked and took a couple more photos of the London Eye and Big Ben, and then jumped back on the tube to St Paul’s Station.
    I thought maybe after all the disappointment, I could bring it back to basics, and all the churches and cathedral’s I’d been to throughout the trip had been breathtaking.
    I walked around the outside and it was HUGE! I made it to the front steps with the intention of heading inside, but guess what, another roadblock! They were about to have a service inside, so they weren’t letting anyone in who wasn’t attending the service. I sat on the steps feeling a little defeated, but then it occurred to me to just pretend I was going in for the service... A little sneaky and deceitful (sorry God!), but I was so glad I did, as St Paul’s did not disappoint. I didn’t take any photos inside - Ididn’t want to be disrespectful - but just took a quick look around before heading back out.
    My last stop on my eventful day was back near the Phoenix Theatre where I’d seen Guys and Dolls the night before. Michelle had told me to check out a little shop/gallery around the back of the theatre that Harry Potter and the Cursed Child was playing at. From what I gather, it isn’t related to the show at all, but was opened by some artists that worked on the film franchise. Called the House of Minalima, it was full of Harry Potter references and artwork. It was really cool. There were about four levels, so I had a good look around them all, even stopping on one level to have a bit of a chat to a young girl that worked there. She asked about my travels, and once I told her about Contiki, she was so keen to go on an adventure of her own. I hope she does, she’d barely left London before!
    It was around 5pm by this stage, so I headed back to my hotel and got changed, as I was off to meet Michelle for my last night in London!
    We planned to meet at Brixton station at 6.30pm, so I could check out Michelle’s hood! Once I found her at the station exit, we headed off to a pop up venue with food and drinks, which was much like the pop up food truck parks back in Melbourne, but they were all in containers rather than trucks. We had a couple of drinks there, before walking to a cool BBQ restaurant called Brixton Blues Kitchen. It was like an old US blues club, great music, dark lighting, and great food! I even got to try a new Jim Beam variety – Jim Beam Maple! (Months later, I found out it was actually an OLD Jim Beam variety, and you can get it at Dan Murphy’s... But the point is, it was delicious, and complimented the chicken pieces I was eating perfectly!)
    After dinner, Michelle walked me back to Brixton Station, via a mural of David Bowie, which still had an abundance of floral tributes to the musical genius in front of it. It was a little moving, but so nice that Bowie’s home town wasn’t showing any signs of forgetting the legend that was.
    I said my last goodbye for the trip, and jumped on the train to head back to the hotel.
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Lambeth, London Borough of Lambeth, LBH, Лондонска општина Ламбет

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