Down Under … or actually … Up Ahead!

Finally the day has come: I’ll be on my way to Perth, Australia tomorrow.

  • My appartment is cared for.
  • At work my projects are more or less handed over or frozen.
  • I said bye bye to the people closest to me (except one, but I’ll met her for a Starbucks coffee tomorrow at the airport). Also got some very subtle cute good byes from people who have grown to me over the last couple of months. Hope that the connections don’t vanish over my month of absence…
  • Please give me a wave: I took the smaller bag!!! There’s even a bit of space left, though I haven’t answered the “take one or two jackets”-question yet.  According to the Australian weather channel there are about 20 to 30 degrees at all of my travel locations except Perth (10 to 20 degrees). So why should I take two jackets? And finally there’s Billabong!!! Never mind: bag packed.
  • Learned how to handle my new Panasonic Lumix LX 3. What a gem!

So all in all I’m ready, and slowly getting a bit nervous. But just a bit. You know.

Fooking edjiets

Just came back from a 4 day trip to Dublin. As always coming back first feels like I’ve been away for weeks, and after a couple of hours at home, cleaning the bathroom, chatting on Facebook, and having a long hot bath, I’m back home like I’ve never really been away.

Dublin’s cute. Literally. Most of the sight seeing places are within walking distance. And by walking distance I mean even for a 50 year old American overweight lady. Even when I thought I just take a couple of streets just by hazard I ended up in a place I’ve been before.

If you don’t want to wait in line to see the book of Kells or to wait 45mins for the next tour on the Castle of Dublin… Well, you might want to try shopping, but the stuff is at least the same price as in Zurich. If not sometimes a bit more expensive. So where is the fun in shopping then? In such cases my first choice is to head into the next book store. Probably the major reason why I came home with almost nothing but 10 new books.

The people are very friendly, and with the help of the Marks & Spencer food hall you might even eat at least once a day something organic (they even have organic dog food).

Don’t try to get something edible at the airport. And don’t forget to take an umbrella with you at all times. They have monsoon like 10 min rain showers.


Definitely worth a visit.

You can never be sure about the weather though: this minute it’s sunny and you take off your jacket – the next it’s raining or a mean wind comes up. But all in all the weather is nice.

Also the Portuguese don’t speak much English. You’re probably better off with French or even Spanish. It gets a bit on your nerves when even at the airport you have to search for signs in English.

An amazing feature is that the whole of Lisbon is covered in cobblestone. Even the last tiny street has cobblestone and mostly it even has designs on it. It seems that the city spends much money on their tourist sight seeing places, but hardly has any left for the rest of the buildings. There are a lot of houses in a terrible state, and therefore left empty to rot.

Finally the Portuguese are horrible when it comes to multitasking. I didn’t figure out if it’s a lack of desire to finish a job in time, or just not a way the people think. No offence!