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2012 in Pictures

I did this last year and enjoyed it, so here I go again with some narcissistic pictures of myself over the past year. 2012 was a lovely year: I spent time with amazing people (though sadly didn’t see nearly enough of some other amazing people), learnt new things, ate and drank and saw awesome things, travelled, and generally just had an ace time. I hope 2013 can be just as smiley, silly, friendly and filled with cake and beer.

 

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I attempted to follow some sort of pattern, either chronologically or according to theme, but they’ve ended up as a massive disjointed jumble. The pictures were taken in Bratislava, Budapest, Prague, and of course my homeland. They were taken in cafes, at parties in disused factories, on trains, in art galleries, in bars, on walks, at Christmas markets, and simply on the street. They show me, my boyfriend, a small selection of my lovely friends, and all sorts of other bits and pieces that make me happy. Happy new year everyone! I hope 2013 is good to you.


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Winter

The best things about winter…

Wearing coats, hats, scarves, gloves and boots. Being able to see your breath. Eating massive bowls of soups, stews and casseroles. Warming your fingertips in front of an open fire. Going sledging, and pretending that you’re 8 years old again. Waking up and looking out of the window to see a blanket of snow. Reading a book in bed with a hot drink when it’s freezing outside. Making a snowman and being terrified that it’s come alive when someone moves its head round in the night. Drinking mulled wine and sloe gin on a daily basis. I’ll complain when the weather gets too cold but right now, I am excited for winter – for my idealised childhood memory of winter.

 

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What are your favourite things about winter?

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Italy Part 4: Venice

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Words I didn’t take as many pictures in Venice as anywhere else, for some reason. When we got there we realised we had a lot less money than we were expecting to, and at the same time realised that Venice is super expensive. Our plans for a gondola ride and a night at the opera were dashed against the rocks. I’ve decided it would be an amazing place to go one day when I’m incredibly rich, perhaps when I’m a cougar and I can take my toy boy. I was constantly, childishly amazed by the water. The water bus was surreal at first and then quite unpleasant (hot, crowded, an old bearded man moving closer and closer towards me). There were lots of free art galleries and exhibitions but most of the art was more than a little weird. The hostel we stayed in was awful. My shorts disappeared from the bathroom. When I asked about them the owner very casually told me they must have been stolen (as though it was a common occurrence) and then insulted my weight (in a roundabout way). They were eventually returned to me and it turned out they had been in the bin. I was not offered an apology. The hostel was called Ca’ Contarini. Don’t stay there, whatever you do.  We went on a Murder & Mysteries walking tour which was great fun: you essentially walk around the city at night (or late in the evening, whatever) while being told stories of, you guessed it, murders and mysteries. It was not at all spooky but really interesting. There was a crazy woman on the tour who kept shouting about The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and complaining that her husband couldn’t walk over bridges or speak English, and she was pretty scary. We went to a food market which was lovely even though we couldn’t afford anything, and didn’t have the ability or time to cook it anyway. The seafood stalls were very cool, but probably quite disgusting if you’re not a fan so I apologise for the picture. We technically had another full day in Venice after we checked out of the hostel as our flight wasn’t until 10pm, but Venice did not seem to be the city for lounging around doing nothing on a budget so we went to the airport quite early in the day and spent a few hours reading and enjoying the air conditioning. I was very sad to leave Italy. I will definitely return one day, especially to Venice when I can afford to do expensive things and eat at restaurants that have a 6 euro ‘orchestra supplement’.

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