For anyone reading this from the future (or even the past, you never know when that kind of technological advancement will come into play) when I say ‘this year’ I’m actually referring to 2017. I’ve seen those same four digits popping up left right and centre so much over the last week and a bit that I don’t think my eyes register it as an actual number anymore. It’s like when you read or write the word way too many times so eventually it just looks like nonsense. This happens a lot with me and bubbles.
Bubbles bubbles bubbles bubbles bubbles bubbles bubbles bubbles.
Now look away and then look back. Looks weird, right?
Another big one is curry. I work part time in an Indian restaurant and I see that word so much that I honestly question its very existence these days. I think it might be something to do with the double letters, which both curry and bubbles have in common. Oh, there we go – common is another one.
While we’re on the subject of clarifying the title of this post, when I say ‘wishlist’ I mean more of a sort of bucket list-type thing, but there’s something in my subconscious that prevents me from calling it that. Bucket makes me think of that annoyingly catchy but pretty pointless song. There’s a hole in my bucket dear Liza, dear Liza. About that song… I’ve always thought that if Henry and Liza just cut back a bit on the back and forth sing-song then they could’ve got their bucket problem sorted so much quicker!
I bet you’re wondering where I’m going with this one. Yeah, me too.
Shall we move on? Let’s move on.
You may remember that a little while back (like, four days) I mentioned how this year I want to give the UK and Europe more of a shot in the travel stakes. There are so many places here that are actually super interesting, and in some cases pretty unique to the world, but I’ve never really given them a chance. I don’t even have a valid reason for it! I mean, people often travel a really bloody long way to come to this part of the world for a holiday so I guess it must be something special, right?!
Speaking of, one of my best buds in the whole wide world is hopefully (fingers and toes crossed!) coming all the way over to the UK from India at some point this year for a little visit. It’ll be the perfect chance for me to don my bus conductor’s hat and play tour guide, paying him back for all he did for me when I was in India. Molto exciting no?
For that reason this post started off as a UK-only wishlist, to act as a sort of reference/to-do list
if he actually for when he eventually comes over, but on realising I haven’t yet thought of any places besides Castell Coch and Edinburgh, it morphed into what it is now – a European wishlist!
If you follow me on Instagram you’ll already have noticed I’ve been in a bit of a wistful mood lately when it comes to Italy.
I spent the first half of my Erasmus Year Abroad living in Forli, a tiny little town which was home to a few departments belonging to the University of Bologna, and when I wasn’t busy not turning up to my lectures I was off exploring other parts of the country: Rome, Florence, Milan, Venice, Pisa – basically all of the ‘main’ cities. There’s a lot left for me to see, though.
In my post-birthday reflective mode I published a list of 25 things I want to achieve before I turn 25 next October. Heading back to Italy was one of them. Maybe next time I’ll venture further south, to Naples or maybe even Sicily.
*cue Game of Thrones theme music*
The ellipses are representative of the insanely long wait for the theme music to end. If you’re a fan you know what I mean. If you’re not a fan you still probably know what I’m talking about. Although I’m not quite up-to-date with the TV series just yet I have read all the current books in English and have even started to read the first book in Spanish (six months on and I’m still on page 5!) so visiting King’s Landing as well as all the other filming locations dotted around Dubrovnik and beyond would be an absolute dream! I’ll be honest, including Croatia in this list is a bit cheeky because I’ve already got plans (and plane tickets!) to visit in Feb/March, but needs must eh?
I’ve visited Berlin before and while I did absolutely love it, the reason I want to go back again isn’t because I want to go back. My little sister’s currently studying GCSE History and as a result has developed some sort of weird obsession with Germany, particularly Berlin. We were watching TV one night not long after I got back from India and there was a scene set in Germany. “I love Germany. I really want to go to Berlin one day,” she said out loud. I guess in my absence she’d forgotten how easily influenced I can be when it comes to taking holidays. When I responded with “Okay, let’s go” she thought I was joking. I was not. All I need to do now is persuade my rather reluctant stepdad to trust me with his only biological child for a few days of educational German fun (and lots of pretzels). It’s a lot harder than it sounds, even though this is the same man who’s paying for a 4 day school trip to Amsterdam (seriously, what kind of school takes a busload of fourteen-year old kids to Amsterdam?!).
Not your typical dream destination and just like with Croatia I’m kind of cheating by including it on this list seeing as I already have a trip booked for 2 weeks time. I’m not in any way excited for the trip – in fact, I don’t think I could say I’m looking forward to it, either. However, I really think that the only way to truly understand history and to ensure we don’t make the same mistakes again is by facing those mistakes head on, even if that means spending a harrowing day at the place where so many people took their very last breath.
WARNING: This is where I go on a probably totally irrelevant tangent about something only vaguely related to the subject at hand.
When I was 4 I went to Disneyland with my father, stepmother, brother and sister. If you’re a regular visitor here you’ll already know that because it’s one of those things I mention in passing all the freaking time, but if you don’t know what I’m talking about you can read a brief summary of that trip by clicking here. So yeah, Disneyland. There was a little boy there we befriended who’s name was Inky. We went down the slide together more times than I can count (it was a really cool slide that sort of spouted out of a tree) outside of the apartment buildings in which both our families were staying and his parents spent a lot of the time in the hot tub. Inky was the first foreign person I’d ever met and ever since then I’ve always wanted to visit Iceland. That feeling has only intensified since seeing Amy’s insanely beautiful wedding photos from her destination wedding in Iceland.
I’ve always thought that if I were to go to Greece then I’d go for the history and the ruins, not for the sun, sea and cocktails! I’m not knocking those who do go for a week long all-inclusive to Corfu, but for me Athens has always been top of the list when it comes to Greek destinations! Other than the whole array of incredible sites, I’d love to spend a few days eating nothing but authentic Greek food and aimlessly wandering through the streets of the city.
Riga gave me a taste of the Baltics and I’ve been left craving more. Torn between the Estonian capital of Tallinn or Lithuania’s Vilnius, after a lot of umm-ing and aah-ing Tallinn eventually won out. The cobbled Old Town looks like something straight out of a fairytale book and the architecture of a lot of the buildings look super similar to that of Riga, which I kind of fell in love with. I’m sure eventually I’ll find my way to Vilnius too, but for now a long weekend in Tallinn would be perfect!
Have you been? If not I bet you kinda feel like the only kid in the class who wasn’t invited to the Macaron-eating party in Paris. It seems that everyone and their brothers are heading to Paris these days.
I’ll be honest, until around mid-2016 France never really appealed to me. In fact I’d go so far as to say I was thoroughly anti-France. Not in an “I hate the French” kind of way, more in a “what is the actual deal with Paris” kind of way. But now I wanna goooo. It has to be one of two ways though: either full-on cliche couple’s romantic weekend in Paris eating croissants under the Eiffel tower while dressed in coordinating stripes or completely solo in an I AM WOMAN I NO NEED MAN kind of way. Whichever way it comes about, je veux Paris.
It’d be interesting to hear what others think about any of the above, any recommendations on what to do and what not. So if you have any input, feel free to let me know in the comments! Otherwise I’d love to know if you have any plans for Europe in the pipeline!