Breaking through the wall – Beating the post Marathon blues
It has been a while since I’ve updated the blog. I really enjoyed writing in the lead up to my marathon debut at Cadbury. I was going to write about my Singapore/Thailand Holiday but never quite got around to it (I might still do it because I have so many stories I want to share). I don’t know quite what happened but I seemed to have hit a wall after achieving 42.2km in January. It all started when I got back from holidays...
Dubai – City in the Sand
I had been looking forward to Dubai. This was the last stop on our trip, a place that would be exotic, opulent, sunny and warm. It was exotic, opulent and HOT but I just couldn’t connect with this place. Dubai is a manufactured city in the sand. Built on the success of the oil trade, it strives to touch the sky defying the shifting sands beneath it. It has a stunning skyline best viewed at night. It’s wealth is on...
Prague – Intrigue
City of spies or city of con-artists? With only a short time to spend in Prague (capital of Czech Republic) before winging our way to Dubai and home, it really is nothing more than a grab bag of Czech hot spots, beer and cheap souvenirs. Lets get the cheap stuff out of the way first. We’ve developed a flavour for cups this time round. I’m not talking about bone china here, these are your fair dinkum tea/coffee mugs....
Budapest the beautiful (she says)
This was my second trip to Budapest. I was here last in 1998 visiting my cousin who was working as a photojournalist for the Budapest Business Journal. It was a different experience but I still had the same feelings about this city. On arriving, I felt quite at ease with everything. We had a very smooth arrival. The metro was easy to work out and our AirBnB digs were great! We headed out for a meal on Vaci street and had some...
Our time in Budapest – He says
11-13 Sept – Budapest Hungary A 2.5hour train journey gets you from Vienna to Budapest. Once again the changes between the two cities are striking. Almost immediately we are targeted by a spruiker wanting to change our currency. I tried telling him no but he kept at me so I gave him our remaining Euro which came back as a wad of Hungarian Forints (HUF). While we stood in queue for the money changing booth the rates didn’t...