Its been some time yes indeed. So far, I have been to london for the second time and back, spent my weekend sleeping away and did three turn-around flights. Everything has been tip-top.
i have been told that i should post more pictures on the blog and pictures of scrawny metal kangaroos just wouldnt do. ;p ok next time to aussie land i will try to shoot a fleshy kangaroo with my flashy camera, mate. that is, if i find one =(
Second trip to london was nice. The flight was good, crew was fantastic and i had a nice time in london. Went walking again and took some nice pics, this time i managed to terrorize the design museum with my incessant picture taking and stepped into the modern art museum of tate modern and to come out unscathed by the millions and trillions of art enthisiast eager to view the free-admitting art exhibition.

London Bridge, im sure all of u have heard that rhythm before?
that nursery song and game that we play as kids? well the source of it do exist! london bridge in london. Quite obviously, this is not the Medieval London Bridge. In fact, this bridge, completed in 1973, is only the latest of several bridges to bear the name of "London Bridge."

History has it that;

The stone London Bridge was begun around the year 1176 and completed in the early years of the 13th century. The first 'London Bridge' was Roman and probably built of timber. However the earliest written reference to a London Bridge can be found in the section in the Saxon Chronicles that deals with the latter half of the 10th century.
Wooden bridges, such as this one, were never intended to be really permanent. They fell down, burned down, were torn down, and otherwise required periodic replacement. One in particular deserves notice because an incident in 1014 is thought to have inspired the famous nursery rhyme about London Bridge.
The story is that one Olaf sailed up the Thames with his fleet of longboats. For the Norsemen (who thought of rivers as highways, not barriers) the bridge was a navigational obstruction to be removed, and he proceeded to do just that. He had the piers of the bridge tied to his ships and, rowing downstream (and with the tide), tore the superstructure down. The Roman and Saxon wooden London Bridges were vulnerable to fire and flood so Peter de Colechurch determined to build a lasting bridge of stone. During the 30 years that it took to build, the Bridge cost the lives of an estimated 150 workmen source: http://midtown.net/dragonwing/col9802.htm




On the left: a griffin that marks the start of present day london bridge.






cutting through the walkway to get to tower bridge, you will get to walk across a huge square dotted with little water jets. coming right out from the concrete. Again part of the architectural genius.
really nicely done.










during my walk, architectural delights seem to greet me from every corner.
maybe cuz london knows im going to the design museum.
hmm .huh. ignore mah nonsense.

But u gotta agree they do look gorgeous in the pictures!



as it is the usual practice to sign off with a self reflection in a glass window, i give you... junie the london explorer!
=) next stop, Rome.
Watched gladiator on DVD to set me in the mood.
Ancient rome history, vatican city, colosseum, here i come!

Just came back from perth. The weather was lovely, nice sun and cool temperature so the pictures turn out really nicely. Went walking solo again. Im think i much prefer walking around myself sometimes when you are with someone you tend to concentrate more on the company than the place. Not that its bad but its just with the time that i have i'll rather invest it in the place than the company ( most of the company i meet on flights i dont keep in contact with after) The amount of time we have to know each other isnt enough to start any foundation for good friendships. I really do miss my good pals back home, Cheryl, Wengfai, Andrew, Charlotte. Mimmi in sweden and Alwine in netherlands. Dont have too many good friends i can talk with on those levels. They knew me in some ways much better than i know myself. I was just speaking with Alwine, and i told her that sometimes you just need someone to mirror your soul. You know what your heart is thinking and all but its kept inside, soulmates help get it out. Sometimes u really need to spell it out verbally or in words on email on sms on msn. Converstions will not go on deeper if one party doesnt build on the topic, when he/she goes on rattling about one other topic, then there u lost it altogether. My heart is filled up to the brime with unsaid words and unmanifested feelings. I need some good hugs from some good friends.
( im going back to singapore on may 13th) * hint hint*













And which photographic travel journal comes complete without a picture of the country's flag.
took this at the harbour too.




















And of course, its mascot. The kangaroo.
Didnt have the good fortune to meet a real one
so the fake metal ones will have to do. Rather charming dont you think?

below, a picture i took of the old town hall in the city centre. The metal plaque on it says that perth was founded in 18 29 by the felling of a tree on the allotment btween the town hall and the treasury building. signed off by j.t. franklin mayor. little bit of history.

I had a nice old lady on this flight i came back on. She was a lovely person, travelling for the first time in four years to see her grandchildren and son in brisbane. She travelled alone, her husband passed away quite some years ago, and her only son immigrated to brisbane after getting married. She had to make 7 hours flight from johannesburg to dubai then from dubai 11 hours to brisbane. It was crazy long for her. Imagine! I could tell by the fading color of her eyes and the deep-set wrinkes on her face that she is of a really old age. My heart goes out to her, she was just so frail but strong in her heart; physically battered with age but mentally strong with great determination to make the tedious journey on her own to see her son and his family in far-away brisbane. I really want to hug her. * She had a window seat so it was hard for me to reach her and talk to her throughout the flight but everytime i walked by i will smile and she will smile with a friendly wink. She's so sweet. Such a very sweet old lady. Before this flight i met a colleague who had given CPR to an old man who passed away in the plane, he died and there was no heartbeat but she had to continue breathing air into the liveless body. And since that story i tend to keep a look-out for potential passengers who might be in need of CPR during the course of the flight. honestly im petrified with the thought. But for someone i care about even if its for a brief moment, I will be more than ready to breathe life into any lifeless body. And i will do it for this old lady if ever she needed me on that flight.