Trains and planes.

The last few weeks I think I have spent far too long on trains, the problem being, is that I have seen the view out of the window many times. Hence, in the last journal I thought of something better to spend my time on. My suitcase has seen a lot of opening and closing, whilst I move about most days. Then each time I get home, I have the task of packing it again. This tends to take hours, choosing which pairs of stockings and suspender to take is often the biggest challenge. Then, which piece of underwear do you choose to leave behind. For this reason, I am glad of the trip to Austria. For another reason, the view out of the window will be unfamiliar and interesting. I may also bump into these stalking reporters, but hopefully I have just missed them and they have said their piece for now.

The last week has been a lovely exercise in seeing how polite men can be when things go completely wrong for me. Checking into my place in Manchester was quite a task and not quite as expected, and I guess the person in question, learned an awful about me, thank god for the fact that I did not completely lose my cool when dealing with the situation. Generally I am not very patient, but I learnt after buying a house to give up on impatience when you need work men around. The best things always make you wait, just like the best fantasies always make you wait.

I also learnt a little more about myself this week, that I seem to have some intuition about fate, which at least stops me from being upset when fate works its mishaps. The details I cannot express, but amazingly, another display of politeness, when considering the circumstances, it would only be fair to state, that I should be the last thing the person should be concerned with. Ok, I do not like fate very much at the moment, but I am appreciating the way some gentlemen handle themselves.

With that, some of the few activities I had planned might be reconsidered. I think I will play it safe in Austria with the Sound of Music tour. I am sure I can be a nice girl for one day and make the grannies adore me.

Public expressions

Returning to Glasgow for the last time for a few months ahead of my trip to Austria, and I have learnt a vital lesson. Having finally bought laptop, I thought the down time spent on the train was the ideal time to play with my new toy.  I decided to watch West Side Story during the journey, having only seen clips of the film up to that stage; I never thought I would have to hold back tears. Only, I had to remember I am not in a private space; I looked like your typical emotional female on the train with the passengers all around me.

For a change I had some female company on this visit to Glasgow, another lady from North East.  On the one occasion, that company was appreciated by the opposite of sex. But aside from that, most of the time it was great to have some support and to be able to discuss our days in the city. At least when we watched another sad film, we were not in public, so people could view these ‘female emotional shipwrecks’. But I think that is the idea of female bonding.

However, I am sorry that I am not staying longer in Glasgow, as there is a club here that is hosting an extravagant night for Valentine’s Day, a chance to wear my very best dressing up clothes. But, obviously, I have other adventures to attend to in Austria, yet I do not think there will be much opportunity for my highest heels, but I will pack them under my usual optimistic outlook.

Where does 2008 start?

I really did not stand of chance of writing before now, but it starts when you begin your resolutions. After was a homely and quiet start bringing in the New Year with close friends and I learnt that I am a miserable poker player. I do not think I quite understood the royal flush and made bets on a useless hand, and dare I say it, I lost all my chips fairly quickly. I think my role is better played as lady luck in the casino.

Well this year, instead of the usual, lose weights, exercise more and travel, which are still on my list of resolutions. I decided the most important rule for 2008, is to follow a far more hedonistic approach to life. It is all very well being sensible, but I also need to act my age little more often, and in this case, follow the growing old disgracefully model.

To begin my plans, where else, so I thought than Amsterdam.  In the name of research, a trip to the red light district followed by a sex show. It is quite intriguing to view the world from the Dutch prospective, and overall I think it works, but it really is a tourist spot now. It is not much of a surprise to understand that the local Dutch gentlemen are not frequent visitors to the area. Similarly, watching the sex show was interesting. It started with a rather ordinary strip tease, which I am sorry and pleased to announce, I could have done with a lot more finesse. I found myself wondering when the show would skip to the good stuff.

Which I can only say when the show actually got started, it left me rather cold, I think sex should be fun, but not necessarily funny. I perhaps have never had the opportunity to chuckle so much at a sex, when sexual acts are introduced by some kind of martial arts display/dance by the incredible hulk; I defy anyone not to at least titter. It is rare that I feel ambivalent about a place, but Amsterdam is a city that fails to impress itself in my judgements.

The next trip, I had to visit Canterbury for more serious issues, could not have been any better. What a surprise for me to encounter this twee little town, and have the most memorable and as a consequence of practising some hedonism there too, most forgetful night. I am very sorry that I require reports of what a great night out I have had from other people. After all, when I have fun, I like to be able to recall my antics for future reference. I will always love the surprise element in most things that I do and appreciate it in the people that I meet and the places I visit.

Thanks for surprising me Canterbury.

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