Time travellin'
Come, time travel with me to Belgium Amsterdam and Paris.
Here are some photos of yesteryear
This is Ros
This is how I usually found Ros when I came home, or woke up, or anytime really.
This is me in my day job uniform. AWESOME. I loved that place.
This is one side of the upstairs section I was in charge of.
This is my desk and the other side of the upstairs portion of where I worked. Here I would happily ignore the customers I detested so much. Jerks.
After work I would go to work. Here I am carrying a lot of glasses. Look at all those glasses, and then imagine a place wedged with drunk students. That was my job plus vomit and urinals. Still it paid better than the day job and I got beer at the end of it. I liked that better.
After work I liked to unwind in my living room. Nice and tidy, thanks guys.
We had fish for awhile until one of the Australian room-mate replacements put his elbow through the tank. Good bye Elvis and Nuts. That tank sat there like that for at least a month or three until I moved it. Fantastic
My Halloween costume under construction. I had no arms at this point so Aaron my room-mate decided it was an ideal time to start slapping me in the face. Cheers mate.
Did I ever touch upon how awesome my costume for Halloween was last year?
It was pretty awesome.
Just chillin’ with my beer
Just drinking my beer, real awkward and slow like. It was a dangerous task, given that there was no way for me to pee.
Hey look a stupid photo of me, what a surprise. Probably close to the start of our trip to Belgium France and the Netherlands. Which is where I can take up the rest of the story that I started so long ago: Brugges, Belgium.
Ros likes statues. I can’t remember where this one was from though.
Day time Brugges with ice skating rink in centre of square
Day time Brugges with it’s massive clock tower. I really didn’t get enough photos of Brugges to get across how ridiculously nice looking it was. Its supposed to be very touristy but it was the off season.
Attempted jumping photo in day time Brugges.
Random shot of a Canal in Brugges as the day was turning Brugges into…
Night time Brugges! Very pretty skating rink with obligatory terrible music. We went drinking after ice skating and then the next day we rushed to see this:
Madonna with child, I believe.
The next time I have a speech I want it to be from this
We left Brugges bound for Amsterdam. This is the bus ride that was 2 hours late to pick us up.
This is the bus ride leaving Amsterdam and my only photo for that section of the trip.
What happens in Amsterdam stays in Amsterdam Where did the bus take us?
PARIS of course. Ehhhhhhh.
We ended up staying in this woman’s apartment for 2 nights, this was the view from her balcony. It was very weird because she spoke no English and us no French. I had a hell of a time trying to get a spoon.
The night view. This was our second night. Our first night was spent in some dump where I’m amazed I wasn’t murdered in my sleep or eaten alive. I suppose the lack of murderers might have had something to do with the fact that I had to step over a plumbing pipe to get into my room after climbing a narrow spiral staircase and walking along a narrow walk way. That night was honestly the dirtiest place I ever slept.
This was the first thing we saw on our tourist check list.
One of the massive sculptures on the side
The Australians were a little more experimental in their photos. See:
Not all of them turned out, to be fair.
We did the Louvre, see, that’s me walking!
We saw the Notre Dame and I bought a crappy souvenir coin.
We saw this, I never could pronounce it’s name and now I can’t remember the name without Wikipedia’s help. It tells me Basilica of the Sacré Cœur
We saw this big horizontal escalator that I apparently blocked someone’s way while trying to get this shot.
Somewhere in there I had this amazing drink that I had to take a photo of. It was really refreshing.
And I went to this train station turned museum to see some art.
Notably, Rodin’s Gates of Hell. It was very cool and very intricate.
And of course we saw the view from the tower.
A shot from the tower with the Sacré Cœur in the distance
And last but not least, the heroes with automatic weapons guarding the Eiffel Tower from Terrorists with automatic weapons. Boy I feel safe!
Panda
Here are some photos of yesteryear
This is Ros
This is how I usually found Ros when I came home, or woke up, or anytime really.
This is me in my day job uniform. AWESOME. I loved that place.
This is one side of the upstairs section I was in charge of.
This is my desk and the other side of the upstairs portion of where I worked. Here I would happily ignore the customers I detested so much. Jerks.
After work I would go to work. Here I am carrying a lot of glasses. Look at all those glasses, and then imagine a place wedged with drunk students. That was my job plus vomit and urinals. Still it paid better than the day job and I got beer at the end of it. I liked that better.
After work I liked to unwind in my living room. Nice and tidy, thanks guys.
We had fish for awhile until one of the Australian room-mate replacements put his elbow through the tank. Good bye Elvis and Nuts. That tank sat there like that for at least a month or three until I moved it. Fantastic
My Halloween costume under construction. I had no arms at this point so Aaron my room-mate decided it was an ideal time to start slapping me in the face. Cheers mate.
Did I ever touch upon how awesome my costume for Halloween was last year?
It was pretty awesome.
Just chillin’ with my beer
Just drinking my beer, real awkward and slow like. It was a dangerous task, given that there was no way for me to pee.
Hey look a stupid photo of me, what a surprise. Probably close to the start of our trip to Belgium France and the Netherlands. Which is where I can take up the rest of the story that I started so long ago: Brugges, Belgium.
Ros likes statues. I can’t remember where this one was from though.
Day time Brugges with ice skating rink in centre of square
Day time Brugges with it’s massive clock tower. I really didn’t get enough photos of Brugges to get across how ridiculously nice looking it was. Its supposed to be very touristy but it was the off season.
Attempted jumping photo in day time Brugges.
Random shot of a Canal in Brugges as the day was turning Brugges into…
Night time Brugges! Very pretty skating rink with obligatory terrible music. We went drinking after ice skating and then the next day we rushed to see this:
Madonna with child, I believe.
The next time I have a speech I want it to be from this
We left Brugges bound for Amsterdam. This is the bus ride that was 2 hours late to pick us up.
This is the bus ride leaving Amsterdam and my only photo for that section of the trip.
What happens in Amsterdam stays in Amsterdam Where did the bus take us?
PARIS of course. Ehhhhhhh.
We ended up staying in this woman’s apartment for 2 nights, this was the view from her balcony. It was very weird because she spoke no English and us no French. I had a hell of a time trying to get a spoon.
The night view. This was our second night. Our first night was spent in some dump where I’m amazed I wasn’t murdered in my sleep or eaten alive. I suppose the lack of murderers might have had something to do with the fact that I had to step over a plumbing pipe to get into my room after climbing a narrow spiral staircase and walking along a narrow walk way. That night was honestly the dirtiest place I ever slept.
This was the first thing we saw on our tourist check list.
One of the massive sculptures on the side
The Australians were a little more experimental in their photos. See:
Not all of them turned out, to be fair.
We did the Louvre, see, that’s me walking!
We saw the Notre Dame and I bought a crappy souvenir coin.
We saw this, I never could pronounce it’s name and now I can’t remember the name without Wikipedia’s help. It tells me Basilica of the Sacré Cœur
We saw this big horizontal escalator that I apparently blocked someone’s way while trying to get this shot.
Somewhere in there I had this amazing drink that I had to take a photo of. It was really refreshing.
And I went to this train station turned museum to see some art.
Notably, Rodin’s Gates of Hell. It was very cool and very intricate.
And of course we saw the view from the tower.
A shot from the tower with the Sacré Cœur in the distance
And last but not least, the heroes with automatic weapons guarding the Eiffel Tower from Terrorists with automatic weapons. Boy I feel safe!
Panda