Rambling about travelling, not travelling and possible weirdness

For a blogger that claims to be ‘obsessed with travel’, I rarely have ever mentioned travelling, other than my few trips round the country, which makes me seem a bit of a naff travel blogger.

To be fair, I’ve never claimed to be a blog solely talking about travel, and thank goodness for that because as some of you may know, I’m working in a school until next summer – and as much as I’d love to get more travelling out of this year, my job and my students now come first. Which is totally cool, as one; loving the job (you know that one already) and two; without it I wouldn’t have the funds to travel.

Cause I spent all my funds. This year… On travelling…

What!?!? You spent the money on travelling yet have never mentioned your travels? Yes, yes you are right imaginary astounded person. Thing is, the main trip I went on last summer was to Amsterdam with (I’m sure he won’t mind me saying) my now ex-boyfriend. Now when I started the blog, I actually starting writing about my trips to Vienna, London, Amsterdam and the Lakes, but because we broke up during this I was a bit too sob sob sob to be talking about what an amazing time we had in the Netherlands. But we’re still mates, and we’re good, so now I feel like I can finally write about it all. I’m the weirdo who writes about the trip with my ex, but I really just want to talk about HOW AMAZING AMSTERDAM IS. I dunno, bit weird, bit weird. Is it weird?

I know writing about where I went earlier this year doesn’t really fit the whole gap year theme, but the thing is I really want to write about travelling, and while I can’t travel but my wanderlust is still strong, it feels like a good time to relive the lovely trips I’ve been on.

Okay. Phewf. So I’ll start with Vienna and get that up, which was much earlier in the year than the rest of my trips, and I can’t believe it was this year…. It feels so far away! So get ready for some actually travel posts. It feels nice to say that even though it literally has nothing to do with my gap year.

Bonsoir! (see I can French. Side note: I was tempted to write a blogpost in French as I miss writing in it but then I realised people wouldn’t have the foggiest what I was on about and I would look more pretentious than ever. Such a tough life I lead, right?).

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Southern Fun; London, Halloween and Italian Food

I said I would do, so I did it. Here it is; my trip down south (*everyone applauds, fans screams, people faint etc…*)
The day after I got back from Cardiff, I was back on a train and marked my third trip to Birmingham New Street in 5 days. This time, however, instead of hopping on a train to the land of the Welsh, I hopped onto a Virgin train (ooh fancy) which headed towards London, as I was off to visit my ‘lavely’ friends and their ‘lavely’ dog. How ‘lavely’. Mel, Dave, Max, Leah and Willow. Can you guess who the dog is? (no, it isn’t Dave).

Here we go again.

Here we go again.

On the way to b'ham. Upper Crust and I are good mates.

On the way to b’ham. Upper Crust and I are good mates.

Isn't she gorgeous?

Isn’t she gorgeous?

The first full day was very chilled. Max, Leah and I went into the town centre for a bit and met up with Mel, but the miserable weather scared us off a little, and we headed back and made plans to see a film. So off to the cinema Max, Leah and I went, and we saw ‘The Maze Runner’. I haven’t read the book, and the only thing I knew about the film was from a book YouTuber who recommended the book – so basically I knew very little than the fact people are stuck in a maze. Needless to say, it was pretty good. Definitely was following that dystopian feel that we have seen through other franchises like ‘The Hunger Games’, but it was pretty different, and I quite liked it (I don’t like reviewing films too much, feel silly, let’s pretend that didn’t happen).

The evening we headed to Prezzo, and I was treated (thanks, guys!!) to a wonderful meal. I was very impressed with myself as I ate a whole calzone, then hazelnut covered ice-cream. Be proud, guys. Be proud. (Thank goodness I joined a gym, is all I can say). We went back, and Dave introduced me to Spaced. (I like it a lot. We watched a fair amount of Spaced whilst I was there.) I also wore my new heels that I got for a bargain and didn’t break my ankle, so it was just a night of successes really.

Sharing platter of yummy breads

Sharing platter of yummy breads

Phewf

Phewf

I don't like olives...

I don’t like olives…

The next day, we went to London. Ever since I went to London with some of my friends over the Summer, I have been dying to get back. I always liked London, but that trip just made me fall in love with the city. With it only being a twenty minute train journey from where my friends live, I had to go. So Max, Leah and myself got on that train and headed straight to Camden Market to have a wander. I really like the feel of Camden So many different people there, but all pretty chill. It is wacky and wonderful, and as someone who loves Affleck’s palace (which is just afflecks now apparently, who knew?) in Manchester, Camden feels like the ultimate extension of that, with it’s Gothic stalls and vintage corners. It is hipster central, but that’s probably why I like it so much. You can judge me, it’s okay, I just like kooky places (it is a well known fact that I am this ‘hipster’ of my friend group, I mean, I’m going to study French and Russian, I had no chance).

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Iconic, right?

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What size would they be?

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Pretty cool

Once we’d spent a little time in Camden, and I’d bought a scarf for me and my best friend, we decided to head for lunch. This meant catching a few tubes to Baker Street, and heading to Ask Italian. If you have never been on the tubes before, they can be summed up quite easily; hot, stuffy, sometimes very claustrophobic but incredibly fun and the best game of dot-to-dot ever. I really love working out which stations to hop on and off and what lines to get – I could ride around the tubes for hours if I’m honest. Plus I’m a nesh, so it is one of the only places that I am warm (the tubes and the staffroom at work).

Baker Street is such a wonderful station. It is ridiculously Art Deco and feels very grand, and you just want to take pictures of it and pretend all tube stations in London look like this (spoiler; they don’t). So here are some photos of Baker Street which is TOTALLY like all other tube stations. Definitely.

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Indi33

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There is also a really fat pigeon in this picture.

I thought I had more pictures than that. Awkward. You get the idea though, right?

Ask was, not surprisingly, fab. But that isn’t a shock, because I just love food a lot. I’m sure you’ve realised that by now, considering I talk about it so much. I’ll just show you pictures this time though, because I still have a lot to talk about, and FOR ONCE food isn’t my priority (is this still Rhiannon writing? Who is this imposter?).

GRAB THE DOUGHBALLS

GRAB THE DOUGH BALLS

Lasagne for Leah, yum.

Lasagne for Leah, yum.

Lasagne for Max, yum yum.

Lasagne for Max, yum yum.

They are the best.

They are the best.

Carbonara for me, yum yum yum.

Carbonara for me, yum yum yum.

After we had stuffed our faces, we decided to go see the poppies at the Tower of London, as we were lucky enough to be there for the run up to Remembrance Day. For some reason, I had it in my head that it wouldn’t be that busy. Half term. London. Once in a lifetime event. Really, Rhiannon? Needless to say, it was absolutely buzzing, which was lovely to see. The only downside is we didn’t get very close to the poppies, nor did we stay for very long. But it was truly stunning and such a wonderful tribute to those who died in WWI.

Poppies

Poppies

Busy at Tower Hill

Busy at Tower Hill

:)

🙂

After a lot of tube journeys (the circle line is the only line that confuses me majorily. IT ISN’T EVEN UNDERGROUND HALF THE TIME?!?!), our final stop of the day was Leicester Square, where we ate a lot of Häagen-Dazs ice cream. Phewf. Leicester Square was, as usual, busy and full of life, and was the perfect end for little day trip to London Town 🙂

Circle line has the modern tubes. It also doesn't stay underground. Circle line is so weird.

Circle line has the modern tubes. It also doesn’t stay underground. Circle line is so weird.

ice creammmmm

ice creammmmm

(I didn't finish it)

(I didn’t finish it)

And that concludes our little trip to London. Ah, I love London.

Later that evening Max and Leah went out to explorers and I spent my evening with Mel and Dave, where we went to the very swish hotel that Dave works to get a pumpkin (don’t ask). We actually ended up getting Cosmos. Pumpkins. Cosmos. It was a crazy night.

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Best selfie ever!

Best selfie ever!

My final full day was Halloweeeeeen. That apparently entailed Max and Leah sleeping in until the mid-afternoon, but I got a lot of my book read (you lazy fools). But as soon as they were up and ready, we headed to Tesco to buy lots of baking goods as we decided to spend our day baking some Halloween themed cupcakes. This had to be my favourite afternoon of all. Music on, us three in the kitchen making a bit of a mess (we cleared it up, don’t worry), singing loudly and making some slightly naff cupcakes (bar Leah’s)It was just a good laugh, and reminded me why we are all still friends after all these years. We all just get along so well.

Voilà

Voilà

Ooooh

Ooooh

Ahhhhh

Ahhhhh

The rest of the day consisted of preparation for Halloween parties. Which, for me and Max, mainly involved sitting around wearing moustaches, and then a lot of weird white paint (I am so, so sorry, Max). Then I went to a party with Max and his friends, who were all very lovely. They were all a bit younger than me, so I felt like that “cool, older person”, but I’m not that cool, and I’m not that old. It was good fun though, and nice to just have a laugh at a party for a change 🙂

Serious business

Serious business

"I look like Keith Lemon"

“I look like Keith Lemon”

Getting there

Getting there

DAT POUT. How cringey.

DAT POUT. How cringey.

hehehehehe

hehehehehe

bloomin' terrifying

bloomin’ terrifying

And that is it! That is my few days away… I FINALLY WROTE IT!

I really had the best time seeing them all, and I can’t thank them enough for having me there. Miss them already, and I hope I see them much sooner than another year (love you guys! x).

Aw, soppy.

The cliché blogging round up of the things I’ve learnt, or at least feel are notable enough to bullet point (because who doesn’t love a good list?):

  • Spaced is weird as heck, but a very good TV series.
  • You can NEVER have too much Italian food.
  • Naively thinking that just ‘a few’ people will go to see the poppies at the tower will lead you to be very surprised by the very full tubes and heavy security at Tower Hill.
  • Willow the dog is smaller than I remember, but just as lovely and cute.
  • Playing Ring of Fire with southerners is highly unfair when someone pulls a 9 and chooses the word ‘grass’ for me to rhyme with.
  • I really like travelling alone on trains.