Wednesday, 1 August 2012

Koblenz, Germany: Just about getting by...


Welcome to Koblenz. I've lost my purse and David's already been given the key to someone else's hotel room *cue brother being frog-marched back out of it again with his backpack still on*


Motorbike and bikes allowed!


But we only have feet.
And there don't seem to be any pavements.


Um.


We sort of want to be over there (on the other side of the Rhine).


'Eek'


Here's us walking down a main road in Germany, narrowly escaping death everytime a car drives past...



!?


'Phew'
After about 2 miles of avoiding death by fast car and falling chunks of mountain, we find a bus stop.


But by the looks of this person...


...and this confusing bus timetable...


'NO BUSES EVER' run along this route.


Distracting ourselves from a long wait by acquainting ourselves with a small university village on the side of the road.

Pretty gardens!


Cool trees!


...and big, fat men wearing green pyjamas looking out into the night's sky, on garage doors


'Cool'



'NOM'


Family members fast-walking back towards the bus stop


To see this huge banquet table in the middle of Koblenz...


These cool hand-painted chairs...


A palace!

(We don't know who lived here and we, despite there being forty thousand doors across the front, didn't know how to get in either)


Lots of the places surrounding Koblenz on both sides of the Rhine...


...and a small washing machine shop paying homage to the greatest music magazine on earth.


Kruger :)

Saturday, 14 July 2012

The slideshow that had me packing my chalk before my passport...

"I think they may have moved out of their order...so now you have a free puzzle too because I don't know how to fix it.

Big love to youse
Alfonse
xxxxxx"










With love from Franz Josef Glacier, New Zealand

Hello you guys!

You guys? Did I just type that?

Yes, I did.

Nevermind. Shall I tell you a story?

Okay then. Put that book down and stop pulling you sister's hair through the gap in the headrest.

Ready?

Right then.

I was sat on my bed on Monday (it gets better, don't worry), and I was just kind of pondering what I was going to do with my day/my/week/the next 12 months, when suddenly an e-mail popped into my inbox.

And it was ace.

Do you know who it was from?

No, of course you don't.

But you might be able to guess if you've been following this blog/me for a while now.

It was from my buddy Charlie Mallard who moved to New Zealand two years ago. She inspired me to start this blog. And she's also reinspired me to get going on it again, all the way from Franz Josef Glacier in NZ!

Want to see how she managed that? Yeah?

Well, I'll post some of the photos she sent me, and then I'll follow this with some brand new posts from Germany (that's where I'll be for the next seven days!), and a sneaky post from my friend who's staying on a farm in Italy somewhere.

Hooray!

Now you can all chalk again.

Did I write chalk?

I meant talk.

SPEAK SOON!


P.S. If something like this farm house in Italy ISN'T covered in chalk in my next few blog posts, I will be more than disappointed... 
Horses included.

Wednesday, 25 April 2012

Chester, UK: The day I was early for the train that never came.



'In Chester'


Which is apparently 179 miles away from London.


'The day started badly'


I'm in Chester...


...but I'm supposed to be in Crewe.

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

London, UK: Documenting ming birds and free tea


Recognise that post box?


Yep! I'm back in London


And there's a FAIR going on!


Yeah! A FAIR at Finsbury Park, North London


'Coooool'


That's cool with five 'o's, by the way


Sure, there doesn't look to be anything exciting going on right NOW, like.
 But SOON!


Soon that horrible bird will have flown away and the park will be full of carnival stuff.


'Er'

That horrible, big, fat bird is making me scared to get close to take a photo.


Distracted from the bird by some cheap sweets outside the train station.

(They weren't just on the floor, I went to a shop and paid for them)


And some free tea being served up at the Southbank Centre...

(Easily distracted)


Nobody said I couldn't chalk on my exhibition leaflet!

'So cool'

(Everything's cool today)


Nobody said I couldn't take a photo of the David Shrigley/Jeremy Deller exhibition from my fake cafe seat, either...


It was wicked, like.

You should go.


'I love David Shrigley'


...and I love Jeremy Deller, too, but my camera died...

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