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Once upon a saturday, after a morning at work in front of the screen, someone left off to CC (Cheung Chau 長洲).
This person was equipped with a pair of swimshorts, a towel, 2 rubber bands (:oS) and decided to do some kayaking with some friends. He soon found that the pair of rubber bands with do him no good in securing his glasses to his ears, he also found that he will soon be in full contact with salt water.

Once he got out to the sea, he realises that his hand-eye coordination skills are really as poor as he expected. What he didn't expect is that...
1. He would see swarms of small fishes flying out of the sea next to him
2. He would discover the shores that even the natives did not know off - he would call it the Rubber Tyre Island
3. He would further meet the legendary fighting hawk from "Hawk Legend Lovers".
He was really too late to really find that this was really a sea adventure, rather than just kayaking, really. This fact became evident to him when he finally felt the numbness in his arms, and the emptiness in his stomach. He felt relieved when he made it back to the base camp where he was greeted by helicopter welcomers.

He regained strength after a meal of roast beef sandwich, crinkled sweet chips and fruit punch, served by famous CCcelebrity & Family. It was there were he met "Small dog", he was glad to make friends with this friendly puppy after such an adventure.

COST: ♥♥
FUN: ♥♥♥♥
TASTE: ♥♥♥♥
SIGHT: ♥♥♥♥
TOUCH: ♥
SOUND: ♥♥
SMELL: ♥♥
(This could be irrelevant)

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This he was me.

17th. TRAVELOGUE

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17 JUN 06
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16th. TRAVELOGUE

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16 JUN 06
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I have no idea why I cannot handle these $ problems we we should be in charge, we were told on the website that a double room was unavailable for one of the dates, and we were forced to pay and extra 2 pounds for single rooms, it's not like we wanted to book a single room to see how luxurious it could be...the bloody bitch (the hostess at the hostel) went all defensive and cranky and when I told her the situation, said we'll stay in the double room....and paying the extra money, bollocks to her. I could get 20 jam donuts with that money...@_@#
Anyway, we dragged us out and took a walk from our hostel to TATE Britain across the Lambeth bridge...



*TATE Britain...extremely disappointed not seeing any of Hockney's work except a book on him. What i did find is respect for the 1800's, the 'Romantic Victorian Realists'...I don't really know the artists, but some were unbelievable...I somehow got a feeling it has a link to Art Noveau... Another thing i found is very very good leaflets produced by TATE, all for free...

*Buckingham Palace was just LAME, lame-ass LAME.... for tourist, what I got from it was a workout under the torturing sun...



*Spitalfields / Liverpool St... we were so afraid that it would be a lameasslame place again when we walked through the OLD Spitalfields Market (it was worse than St Kilda market or any of that sort)...we walked out of there all droopy and stuff...and we walked a little down and a little and we bumped into the Old Truman Brewery, things got much much better... got a bag from Grand Ofr (bookshop + clothing)....lots of mags + books...

P.S. I have a hayfever situation, it is overpowering any other of my sensations.

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13th. TRAVELOGUE

2 month ago...13th JUN 06 my journey started...and a month ago it ended...
I gave myself a month to digest the journey, at this moment i think i pretty much failed to digest, my digesting system is really weak i find (or is it too strong) things get flushed out of my system before i really absorb all the nutrients, or maybe i will get things right once i start to recap and write this all down on my blog...

Ok, lets rewind.

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15 JUN 06
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(Diary)Starting from day 03, diarrhea has really been the main event since I got here, haven't really got my mind off it. It is London here, it is summer, but it is cool, the sun is up from 4am to 10pm, we are wide awake at 5, but we fall tired at 5 too. People here are so beautiful, they are like elves and we are like hobbits, we are seen in the Waterloo station scampering around trying to dodge the long long legs of the Elves, each of their strides means 5 steps for us it seems. Strange it may sound, i have lived in melbourne for most of my life, i have seen big people, but i haven't really felt more like a hobbit, maybe the londoners can cast spells...like the elves do...
First impressions (and facts):
- At the airport, smoker's smokes smells of melbournian smokes.
- Tube ride from Terminal 3 to Waterloo gave us a view...cottage, old fashioned houses, huge parks, nothing here looks very commercial
- Dry lips / blisters
- Some tube carts barely have air in them, talking about 1% oxygen in each cart, will die of suffocation if left in cart for too long
- Palace of Westminster from the other side of the River Thames looks extremely good after the 'monsoon' which welcomed us to London.

Day 02 was about antique and art. Camden passage market (wed/sat only) - wasn't thrilled, maybe the fact we weren't just in our form or there was nothing to look at. TATE modern - Excellent!! Dali, Matisse, Picasso, Warhol, Munch, Mondrian, Lichtenstein, Cezanne, Miro, Hamilton, Klimt, Monet, Beuys...everyone!!! To see their brushstrokes close, I wonder if i could be considered a pop surrealist...

Day 03, Picadilly Circus, it has much commercials and we felt relieved (we were in several occasions where we felt it felt very odd, bland sorta because there were no commercial material anywhere, there was bland colour, grey concrete, dull brown bricks) There were animated billboards for cocacola, mcdonalds, etc. The place was like and old piece of victorian china served with ketchup and mustard...it was blue and white buildings, red buses and yellow and black crossing lights.



Royal Academy of Arts featured Damien Hirst (if it was well enough remembered) and graduates 2006 exhibitions...Now...the National Gallery - more more more and more art, stuff we learnt and seen in books, stuff from 1250 to the 1700 soaked the living daylights out of us, but the others were bloody ace...the sunflowers, and...hm...maybe i should stop writing about this already.



Elephant & Castle - can u think of a dodgier name for a place, and yes, this is a dodgy place. It is a DISGUSTING PLACE, GROSSED OUTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Never thought a trip to Tescos (a supermarket we love) could cause this much shit...I should have known and turned back to our bus stop when the black men passed us by and said "Ni Hao"...Don't get me wrong on judgements on any particular race, but i think that area had so much racial diversity it meant for trouble... We were in a short queue to pay for our groceries and the alarm at the door went off at least twice...crazy crazy place. All our senses had to be on full alert, too much stories we have heard, and too much distorted thinking and hallucinations...we went nuts....

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