As I Xi It v2.3

It appears that they defy gravity.

Floating shoes

The much delayed slideshow from the trip to Iceland. As expected, it’s to Bjork!

Iceland Road Trip 2010 from Xi on Vimeo.

This post is a bit out of sync, but the week before the trip to Stonehenge, I was on a roadtrip with some chums around Brittany, France. I had to pack light due to negotiating the transfer between Gare du Nord to Montparnasse in Paris and had read that there was a fair bit of walking up and down corridors so only took the G11 with me. There were probably two instances where I really missed my DSLR – shooting the insides of churches with an ultra-wide angle and a kestrel perched on a menhir with a telephoto.

It’s been a couple of weeks since France and I can’t remember precisely the day to day details of it which is probably a good thing since it’ll keep this post at a reasonable length. There seemed to be lots of eating, especially huitres, moules et frites! It’s got to be said that they’re really rather fond of their fruits de la mer in Brittany. In Cancale, Xiao and I shared a massive platter. In Perros-Guriec, I had a great meal, moules for my first starter, lobster for my second starter, steak and chips for my main course and a slice of far Breton for desert. Mmm… it was all very tasty. I do believe that we were the last to leave the restaurant that night, they were pretty much shutting up shop while we were still lingering there.

The other thing Bretons seem to be quite fond of are menhirs. There were lots and lots of menhirs, tululi, dolmens and all those prehistoric mysterious relics.

I guess if I had to sum Brittany up, it’s just full of oysters, mussels and menhirs. Ooodles and oodles of them.

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As if it wasn’t enough that I’d spent part of my time in France the previous week looking at menhirs after menhirs at Carnac, my parents decided that it’d be nice to visit Stonehenge one weekend. Unsurprisingly, there were lots of people about. It seemed somewhat pricey at around £6 to be walking around some mysterious stones.

Stonehenge

Stonehenge silhouette

I’m writing my second consecutive entry! My day was pretty dull so I’ll write a bit about the trip up to Northumberland a few weeks ago when Jac and Randy were in town! So we four (including Kamil) went up north with the main objective of landing on one of the Farne Islands to shoot puffins! Jac, Kamil, Vincent and I tried with Skomer a few years ago but were turned away due to adverse nautical conditions. I was successful in my puffin hunt while I was in Iceland (you couldn’t miss them on Grimsey) but Jac wasn’t there with me, however, being the thoughtful person I am, Wingo and I sent her a postcard.

On the way up, we stopped off in Whitby (not impressed, just another quiet seaside town) and Newcastle for dinner (ate at a chain, everything was pretty much closed) before arriving at the hotel for the night. It was one of those service station roadside affairs, but I’ve got to say, it was much nicer than a Travelodge, there was even free WiFi.

The next day, the weather was looking very uncooperative, clouds, rain and choppy seas. Unsurprisingly, when we got to Seahouses, the boats weren’t going out. Nevermind, we still had a few more days to try again. So we went to Berwick-Upon-Tweed, it was cloudy and fairly unexciting, on the way to our next destination we stopped off at a place called “Pot-a-doodle-do”, with an amusing name like that, you can’t really ignore it. It was one of those places where you can paint your own pottery. Really a kids thing. We had lunch there and decided that we’d head up to the Scottish Seabird Centre where we amused ourselves in the gift shop. Once we had lost interest, we went to the near-by littoral zone where we reconnected with nature, there were more jellyfish than you could shake a stick at along with the usual suspects of barnacles, limpets and periwinkles. The weather had perked up and the others wanted to go to Edinburgh. Everytime I’ve been, I’ve been less than impressed in its gloomy, rainyness, I wasn’t particuarly keen on this occasion eventhough blue skies and sun had broken through. So, off to Edinburgh we went, its quite amazing what nice weather can do for a place, no longer was Edinburgh this dreary miserable place, it actually looked kinda aesthetically pleasing. I’ve never noticed before, but it’s a bit of a wannabe city, a lot of their monuments were reminiscent of existing ones in other European cities, some of the churchy things reminded me of Bruge, cobbled streets like Vienna, there was a statue opposite Jenners (I guess that itself is kinda like a Selfridges) which wouldn’t look out of place at Hyde Park where the Albert memorial is.

On the following day,  the weather had improved, but there was still some swell which prevented boats from landing on Staple Island (Farnes is a collection of little islands), however, we did manage to get a boat out to Inner Farnes and Jac finally saw her puffins. The island was all a bit zoo-like where we could only walk along the designated path, there were terns everywhere, babies and adolescent birds walking aimlessly across the paths more or less oblivious to the humans they encountered, puffins were there too, but I wasn’t all that impressed with the whole set up, you could get up closer to the ones on Grimsey, but to be fair, it was good for puffins in flight shots. Saw some other seabirds too, cormorants/shags and kittiwakes. The whole Farnes thing pretty much took all day. Once we were back on the mainland, we brought a kite and flew it. Jac had excellent command of the flying device, too bad I couldn’t say the same for Kamil, needless to say, there was much crashing involved.

We decided to head over to Holy Island on the last full day which could only be accessed by car during low tide while the tarmac road was uncovered by the sea. There, we explored the ruins of the old priory and took some interesting group photos. After than, we decided to head over the Northumberland National Park which was much further than we thought, drove along a bit of Hadrian’s Wall, picked up free light bulbs and drove along forest drive which was suppose to be a bit off-roady, but it wasn’t really. But of a waste of £3 really (yes, it was £3 to drive on a poorly maintained road). When we came out of the national park, we crossed the England/Scotland border again and made a brief visit to Jedburgh. It was rather quaint and we were greeted by three cats, a black one, a black and white one (looked a little like Cici, but not) and a ginger and white one. All rather friendly, but the ginger and white one wanted to fight the black and white one. They were all smaller than Cici, probably around 4-5kg, Cici’s almost a monster weighing in at 6kg (perhaps more since I last weighed him). He’s not obese, just bulky and ever so cuddly.

On the way back to London, we stopped off at York, I can’t remember if I’ve ever visited during those family staycations we used to have in the UK. We probably have, I distinctly remember we stayed in a place in the Yorkshire Moors so it’d be odd if my parents didn’t take my brother and I to York.

I quite like travelling (difficult to guess isn’t it?), and like most of my trips, it was pretty tiring. I was looking forward to coming home, not to sleep in my own bed, but to see Cici. He really is just that cuddly!

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Well, having had a moan in my last post about lazyness in blogging, I now feel like getting through the backlong of things to post about.

First up, the New Forest! The last time I was there was when I was a kid, we were passing through on a family holiday, probably back from Corwall or something and I remember Dad going on about Robin Hood. Jac was in town and I thought it might be nice that we pop down to the New Forest. It was only about a 2 hours drive from London and Kamil our driver would be chauffering us… in his three doored compact (indeed it was, especially for 4!).

It was a Monday like no other, out in the country with chums I haven’t seen in a while. Driving through the forest reminded me of Kruger, the sound of gravel parting under the wheels of the car, the sun and that anticipation in looking out for four legged mammals. Kamil and I reminisced about Kruger as we’ve both been on separate occasions, but Jac hasn’t, poo her!

So yeah, the New Forest was good. Not sure what else to say about it really. We had fish & chips for dinner, earlier, Jac and I had scampi & chips for lunch. How imaginative.

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So many things have happened in the last couple of months and I’ve become somewhat lazy to blog about my travels. It all becomes a bit of a chore when the backlog of things to blog (bloglog?) starts to pile up.

I wanted to write more about my trip to Switzerland, much more about Iceland and then last month, there was the trip to Northumberland with Jac, Kamil and Randy, just last week I was in France with Xiao and Anja and on Sunday-Monday gazing upon Stonehenge and Sailsbury cathedral.

I more or less write all day for work and it sort of takes away the pleasure to write personally. But the thing is, while writing for work, I’ll often be thinking of things to blog about, but when I get home and down to the computer, I don’t really feel like it and would rather immerse myself in past episodes of The Simpsons.

*sigh*

Some pics from my trip to Iceland last month. It was awesome! Bone, Wingo and I did the ringroad route counter-clockwise.  It really was a photographer’s paradise, there’s something for everyone, glaciers, broad expanses of moss covered lava fields and more fosses (waterfalls) than you can shake a stick at!

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A handful of pics from my trip to Switzerland in May.

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Aren’t they sweet?

Cici's lady friend

Cici's friend