Thursday, August 29, 2013

Sydney....

Our "European tour" began with a short flight across "the ditch" where we had an eight hour layover in Sydney. I know what you're thinking because I thought the same thing, "New Zealand  to Australia, that's nothing, they're right next to each other". On the map it looks as though  you could  zip  between the two in minutes. In reality our flight out  of Wellington was more  than three hours. At this point I remember little of that flight mainly because the night before we had been goofing around until the wee hours of the morning and when you have to get up at  3am  to make a  6am flight it doesn't permit good rest. But, you know, at  that point in the trip we were beyond  caring if  we were  tired and instead were excited to see a bit of  Aus. Before traveling we acquired  Australian  visas and paid a  "departure tax" so we could leave the airport for a  few  hours and then return to board our night flight to London via Dubai.

Luckily, our bags were forwarded on and we didn't have to mess around with storing them while we were in the city.  With that said we boarded the train and headed for Circular Quay.


When we disembarked we found this interesting piece of performance art/advertising for the recent release of Clinique's new and improved Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion. :)


Being right on Sydney's famous harbor we took in the sights and had to start with the Opera House. It was absolutely beautiful to look at and we were most surprised to learn that that smooth and silky facade you see on every postcard and Sydney depiction in the movies is actually thousands and thousands of tiles.






After the Opera House we took in some  of the Botanical Gardens where we saw more sculptures than plants. Tim tried to approach and feed a  bird of paradise (with limited success).




We walked around downtown, took in a mall unlike anything I'd ever seen. The architecture and stained glass were amazing!




Before heading back to the airport we grabbed  a  Starbucks where they labeled my drink "Brigdnet".  Oh yeah.


Starting to feel the fatigue from  not sleeping the night before we headed back to the airport and boarded our first long flight to Dubai. On  our way through "duty free" we spotted this kangaroo jerky and yes it's main ingredient was kangaroo. And notice that if  kangaroo isn't  your cup of  tea then try the crocodile. Yum. :)


On the flight we soon discovered a new feature with the in flight entertainment: the Skycam. These long  flights give you the option of watching movies, listening to music, playing games,  and  checking the progress of the flight as you zoom  across the sky. But the Skycam is a little bit  of extra fun; a camera mounted on the tail of the plane you can see the  plane and what's happening  outside throughout the flight (provided there is enough light, of course). Below you can see  our A380  Airbus and "bus" is  an apt term. This puppy has multiple floors and can seat over 500 people! If you can afford the prices you could sit up top and descend via circular staircases that we saw the flight attendants bounding up and down throughout the flight.


Not surprisingly the flight was long: 13+ hours where we slept little and tried to stay hydrated and comfortable. Sometime during the night we hit some bad turbulence and you know sometimes it only lasts for a minute when the pilots ascend or descend into calmer air. Right. Well, we weren't  able to escape the bad pockets of air for hours. The first hour things went from bad to worse and we were feeling pretty uncomfortable to say the least. Things got to the point where the bumping and jolting was so distracting you couldn't even watch a movie. So we  turned off our seat back TV screens and braced for what would come. Into the second hour we were still bouncing around and feeling quite agitated. Since there isn't anything you can do about it and you can't escape it eventually we were so tired and stressed that you could only hope to drift off to sleep until the next big  jolt rocked the plane. As crazy as it sounds we were able to sleep a bit during what we assume was a storm. After some unspecified amount of time things started to settle down. I'm very happy to say that that was the worst of it.

Bleary but feeling ok we disembarked in Dubai for a two hour layover that we spent walking around and looking at the very modern airport. The plane was refueled, checked and cleaned and then we were herded back into the same seats we had on the previous leg. In comparison, the Dubai to London flight was ridiculously easy. We had no turbulence and it was only about seven hours in the air. After 13+ and flight half that long feels luxurious and quick. :) Perspective is such an interesting teacher.

We  landed in London to, no surprise, rainy weather, where we happily picked up our bags. I had had a bad feeling that after seeing them disappear on the conveyer belt in Wellington that we would never seen them again. Thankfully, I was wrong. :) From there we grabbed some  lunch and boarded a bus for Cambridge. Three hours through the English countryside which looked surprisingly like some areas in Minnesota. :)

To be continued in the next post where I take you through our time in  Cambridge.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Book love....

Birdie. Written by a close friend of the family, Candy Simar. Like the first two books in the Abercrombie Trail series this one was a page turner. Done in less than two days. :)

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Book love....

The Racketeer. Grisham delivers once again - I devoured this in a just a couple days. :)

Saturday, August 17, 2013

International flavor.....

Before we came to NZ I imagined that we would have the opportunity to meet different people from all over the world. I'm very happy to say that my expectation was apt and now we know and work with people from Germany, The Netherlands, France, Brazil, Columbia, Korea, China, Belgium, Indonesia, Sweden, South Africa, Canada, US and of course NZ.

As we've been preparing to travel in Europe I've absolutely loved the fact that if I have a question about a locale, language, or custom there is someone close by that I can ask. Amazing! For example, we're going to spend a week or so in France and while Timmy knows some of the language my knowledge of French is completely lacking. In an effort to learn a few words and phrases I've been talking with one of our lab coordinators, Joyce, who is from France. She referred me to a language tutorial online course via the Wellington public library and its turned out to be a great resource. While I have no delusions that I can actually speak French I know a bit now. It was great being able to ask her about usage of phrases depending on who you're talking to or how pronunciation changes depending on spelling and letter order. I found it funny that when I was trying to recall the phrases when prompted by the course narrator I was easily able to provide them in Spanish but had significantly more trouble with the French equivalent. :) Since I've recently started speaking Spanish again my brain is having trouble sorting multiple languages - it's a good problem to have. I just have to remember that it's oui and not !

Rolling waves.....

As Tim mentioned in the last post the earthquakes have returned and continue happening even as I type this. Many you cannot feel but there have been a significant number where the ground rolls under your feet or the walls and windows vibrate.

Yesterday I had returned to the office and was typing up some notes from a meeting that I had just attended. I wanted to make sure I didn't forget anything that came up and so I quickly took my own minutes. Then it was time to head up into the lab, 7th/top floor, to take care of some chores before the weekend. In reality our lab isn't the cleanest place so almost from the beginning of the program I've instituted "lab clothes" so I don't have worry about getting my regular duds dirty. Interestingly, other people in the lab have started doing this as well. With that said I popped into the bathroom and locked myself in the smaller of the two stalls. I changed jeans and socks and was just pulling my t-shirt over my head when the entire stall was started rolling around me. My first thought was, of course, "Oh shit!" and that was quickly followed by "well, I don't think anything can fall on me in here but maybe I should still get on the ground until it stops". So I crouched down while still trying to fight my way into my t-shirt as the waves kept coming. After the building settled two of my office mates ran into the bathroom to see if I was ok. :) Together we decided it would be best to leave the building. At this point there was no word of a campus evacuation but everyone seemed to be outside on their cell phones checking in with friends and family. It was then I realized that my phone was dead and I wanted to let Timmy know that I was ok. It will be no surprise to you that he was back in the teaching lab directing students in the activity they were doing for the days tutorial. It was almost like nothing had happened. :)

After a quick chat I went back up to the office, staggering up seven flights of stairs as the elevators were not to be used, to get my stuff and glancing at my inbox saw that our head of school was directing everyone to evacuate our building. So I said, "ok, I can't really argue with that". I went back over to tell Timmy that I was heading home because we were ordered out of our building. I wasn't sure what to do and felt a little shaky so I walked home feeling the tremors emanating up through the ground. I swear it feels like you're on a boat - I felt a bit seasick :( Arriving home I found our place with no damage and decided to cope with this bit of stress by purchasing The Racketeer by John Grisham on the Kindle and getting lost in it. :) A little later on Timmy let me know that they had cut his tutorial short and cancelled a training session right afterward so he would be coming home. While I read and waited for him there were several more earthquakes and I lost count of how many times I jumped up from the couch to scoot over into the kitchen doorway. Sigh.

Overall: We're safe and looking forward to embarking on our Europe trip at the end of this week! It goes without saying but there is sure to be a plethora of blog posts and pictures along the way. :)

Friday, August 16, 2013

The Latest Quakes

The earthquakes have returned today, highlighted by a 6.6 magnitude quake.  There have been numerous aftershocks, but we've managed to stay safe.  For details and statistics on NZ quakes check out the GeoNet website: http://geonet.org.nz/quakes/statistics.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Football vs football.....

A fellow sports enthusiast friend of ours sent this to me. We watch rugby with Phil and have roped him into watching hockey with us - between the two sports we have something to watch year round. :)

This clip highlights the sometimes-not-so-subtle-differences between American football and soccer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KeG_i8CWE8

Things Wellingtonians Never Say....

 After living in Wellington for 18 months we've come to feel like locals most of time. There are some gems in this montage. My favorite is: "I don't mind that uni [University] is up the hill, it gives me an excuse to exercise". It may be my least favorite thing about Wellington - that the walk to campus from where we live is up a huge hill that isn't just a hill; it's a combination of alternating hills and sets of steps when the incline is too steep to have a regular footpath. Oh, Wellington.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udGgFUKxokg

Burrito....

So Tim and I are getting very excited as our trip to Europe approaches. I cannot believe that we will be flying to Sydney next Friday - that's just ten days from today. :) With the day almost upon us we've been reading about the various destinations and are tying up last minute loose ends. So one thing we've been focusing on it how much we expect to spend for food and entertainment in each locale. And, you're going to laugh, but we're very excited to get to visit a Chipotle when we are in London! I looked up the menu to get an idea of the prices and learned that a burrito costs about 7 GBP (Great British Pounds - about 13.5 NZD which is about 10.80 USD). Last night when I was putting a DVD in my computer I saw my notes about our time in London and that a Chipotle burrito will cost 7 GBP. I mentioned this to Timmy who was in the kitchen preparing supper but he didn't quite hear me. I said "oh yeah, a burrito is seven pounds" (meaning 7 GBP) but he heard 'seven pounds' (as in a seven pound burrito - a burrito weighing seven pounds/lbs). So he replied, "Where can you get a 7 lb burrito?". And I said, "Chipotle, you can get a burrito for 7 GBP". To which he laughed and said, "I didn't know why you wanted a 7 lb burrito or where we'd find one". Gotta watch out for those sneaky currency/weight mix ups. :)

"Would you like to pay?"......

The other day I was walking home after running errands downtown when I passed one of the many dingy cafes along Cuba Mall - this portion of Cuba is closed to traffic and is therefore deemed a "mall". I saw two women leaving this little cafe when all of a sudden am employee bursts through the door, catches up with the women and sheepishly says, "I'm sorry, um, uh, would you like to pay?'. Turns out those ladies had a nice lunch or coffee and then got up to leave without paying but not realizing it until they were accosted on the sidewalk by the cafe employee. I couldn't help but giggle as I strode past. In NZ we've had to learn how restaurants work and it was a bit challenging at first. I remember the first day we were in Wellington. After leaving our bags where we were going to stay we were dropped off downtown so we could have a look around. Yeah, we were both bleary eyed and overwhelmed after the flight but managed to make a decision to have a bite to eat at a cafe in the CBD (central business district). We wandered in off the sidewalk and weren't sure if we were supposed to seat ourselves or wait to be seated. After an awkward exchange with someone behind the counter we found a table and collapsed into the chairs. We ordered eggs, bacon and toast and had our first encounter with what NZ considers 'bacon'. Just be warned, if it says bacon, it's probably not what you think of when you envision bacon. Yeah, bacon here it some sort of middle or back bacon that shouldn't be prepared for human consumption. Yes, I know I'm a bacon snob. So we finish up and then wonder what do because no one is coming with the check. After a good twenty minutes of whispering, "What should we do?" and other such phrases we went up to the counter and within seconds we were paying for our food. A few days and few meals out later we realized that every place keeps track of what your eating and connects that to your table. Nevertheless when you're used to paying at the table this type of system is strange.

I really enjoyed the employee's question: "Would you like to pay?". Kiwis are all about not offending or stepping on toes and, like in this situation, where they should be more aggressive, they apologize and ask their patrons to pay for what they ordered. Things are different in NZ. :) So many things.

Book love....

A Clockwork Orange. I rarely reread books but a friend was reading this and then lent it to me. Surprisingly, I remembered little from the first time around but found it to be a thought provoking, albeit terribly sad, story. I love the fact that Anthony Burgess writes in a different language with words like bezoomy (crazy) slovo (word) and starry (old) and yet you can pretty easily understand it as the context carries the content.

 

Monday, August 12, 2013

Temporary Pole

My boss at the machine shop in Bozeman always said "nothing is more permanent than temporary." In that spirit this sight in Newtown made me smile.