Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
They rock! (They also bought me Sensational Knitted Socks by accident).
I also got asked to design a sock for a certain online yarn retailer who's yarn I adore - w00t!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
A dusty industrial city, with beautiful Jain temples, fantastic forts and a really out of place water fountain.
Where we were staying was really cosy - in a guesthouse that was run by a guy called Jitu, and his wife, dad and mum.
We ate breakfast and lunch in his living room (it looked like your grandmother's living room). The hot water for the shower came in bucket form. That is, when you wanted a shower you asked for a hot bucket. Then you scoop out the water using a jug and wash that way. The Boi said it's pretty standard for India but its the first time on our travels we've come across it.
The fort looks looming and a bit boring, not giving you an idea of the beautiful interiors. Many of the rooms were painted so intricately, and one vaulted hall was carved entirely of sandstone. No photos we could take can ever do it justice.
The tour guide for the group in front of us (about 40 indians) told everyone to sit on the floor, then took our camera and made us sit in amongst them. He took our photos to show the tourists what they looked like (digital display). Many of these people had never seen a digital camera so it was pretty special for them (and bizarre for us!). ;D
The next day we did a camel safari! We got to go to the Karni Mata temple (Rat Temple) in Deshnok (the sign out the front says "the 8th Wonder of the World?"). We've seen photos of rats swarming everywhere (dont forget, you have to take shoes and socks off when you go in, its a temple) but maybe most of them were asleep. We only saw 50-60 or so... It was still pretty cool though. The temple is beautiful, with real silver doors and marble carvings everywhere.
Then on to the Camel Man's house. We hung out with his family while he rustled up some camels, and they invited us to take photos of their mud buildings.
Fin and I got onto the camels, and I imagine we looked ridiculous. Big hats, big asses, swaying away on a camels back. Fun though (for the first 45 mins) and then you start to get sore in places you didnt think was possible...
The desert in Rajasthan isnt the Sahara type desert, its more like Australian desert, scrubby, sand and gravel, the odd tree. Alot of people live out there, everytime you think that there's no one for miles around, a turbaned head pops over the next rise.
We didnt ride on the camels all day (sore bums) but to visit the villages we had a jeep (complete with loud Bollywood music and fast driving). A lot of driving. The best bit of the day was being invited into someone's home (just a random family) and eating desert grown water melons. The son cracked them in half with his hands, and we sat on the ground in a group eating them with our hands. Bliss!
Later on we went to a Bishnoi village of 'untouchables' (low caste). The people there are so friendly, so proud of themselves and their houses, it was amazing. We kept getting invited into peoples lovely mud hut houses, asked to take photos, offered chai and biscuits - wow. Fin and I felt really embarrassed - I mean you dont do this in OZ! You dont walk into someones lounge room or bedroom and take photos of them doing stuff.
(Jitu said that because of their caste they love the fuss tourists make over them, it makes them feel special. Caste Schmaste.)
I happened to spy a spinning wheel (of course) in the corner and one of the girls got it out and showed us how she spins wool into yarn. I had a go and failed miserably. The guide (who had been giving me advice) had a go and did worse hehe.
One woman was hilarious. She showed me how to grind millet in a stone grinder - then poured out a container and told me I couldnt leave til I had finished it all. Man it's hard work! Fin had a go and finished it up - so she said she was going to lock us in there until we finished the whole 10 kg bag! No english, but the gist was enough hehe...
Then she was going to teach me to make chapatis (and then make ALL the chapatis) but I said that I have already ruined one meal for her hehe. (And our body jewellery caused quite a stir. Fin has just been accepted as a guy in most parts of India, and guys dont have their noses pierced! And labret (lip) piercings? Women kept coming up and touching mine, thinking it was a jewel stuck on my lip... Very funny).
Really a great day.
We're in Pushkar now, the hippie town of the desert. There is a small lake, surrounded by ghats (steps into the water) and all the buildings around the lake are painted white or pale blue. Western (mainly Israeli) food abounds. We've been feasting on good pizzas, pesto pasta (yum) and great granola for breakfast. Waking up to the sounds of bells and chanting in the morning, its all been very relaxed and Shanti Shanti. I call it a hippie town, cos the bhang (hash) flows freely around here, and you can tell thats the only reason some people are here.
So basically just resting from all the travel! Off to Delhi in a couple of days, and I'll be home on 4th December.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
We wanted to go on a boat ride on the lake, but it was going to be 300 rps ($10) each, plus 25 rps to get into the area where the boats leave from, plus there would be about 20 other tourists on the boat too. This might sound ungrateful until you realise that 600 rps is how much you pay for a hotel room, and we paid 100 rps for a guy to row us up and down the Ganges in Varanasi.
The tourist area is pretty confined to one small part of the city (along with the palace etc) and there isnt much to see after that. We decided to leave a day earlier than planned and go straight to Jodhpur via a chicken bus.
Chicken bus? You know when you see the stereotype Indian buses on TV, with 5 people crammed on a seat and chickens and goats in the aisle....
Thats pretty much it. As we took the 'deluxe' bus livestock was not allowed but there were up to 6 people crammed into one space. I've never seen so many people on a bus.
We went through a police check point, and they came on board to make sure the bus wasnt over crowded (information courtesy of a little 'auntie' beind us who spoke perfect English); as soon as it was passed the bus stopped to cram even more people on!
2 hours later when another checkpoint loomed, the driver decided to bus-bash (i.e. leave the main road) and look for a way around! He drove down these tiny tracks, and finally met up with the main road, replete with extra passengers.
When we got to Jodhpur the auto (tuk-tuk) guys jump on the bus and herd you off before you know whats happening. What they didnt count on was Auntie-Ji! The little auntie from behind us organised an auto for us ("40 rps?!?! They are paying 30 rps and not a rupee more!'') and made sure we knew what was going on. She was awesome. I wish I could have at least got her name....
The hotel we had booked was next to a park, which the day before had been sprayed with 'plant medicine' (hotel guy) or pesticides (the smell). Our room reeked of it. We managed to get another a room on the next floor up, but wanted to change it the next day. Glad we did cos we got a room in a haveli! The building was lovely (right at the base of the fort) and the staff super helpful. They also had traditional dancing and singing everynight. One down side was the cochroach Fin found in his vegetarian pizza - we sent it back asking for no animals next time please hehehe....ewww...
Jodhpur is really polluted and hazy, but i kinda liked it all the same. Then we caught the overnight train to Jaisalmer.
Jaisalmer is really picturesque - everything looks to be made of sandstone and the fort is smack bang in the middle of the city. The air is a lot clearer out here and its easy to see the stars at night. Inside the fort is a warren of twisty-turny lanes, and delicately carved temples. I wish i could upload some pictures! There is so much to see here, and Fin says he likes here most of all. We have a really cute place to stay with a great manager (if we ever came back I would stay there again). There's only one problem.
Farts. Jaisalmer smells like horribled eggy-cabbage farts. Every now and then a slight breeze blows and you get overwhelmed by the smell of fart. I think it might be because of the cabbage they put in everything: Sweet corn soup, ingedients: corn, lentils, cabbage. Vegies au Gratin, ingredients: cabbage, cauliflower, pineapple (WTF i know). Ministrone, ingredients:cabbage, noodles and some kind of tomato soup base.
My theory is that everything has cabbage = the farty smell here. hehehehe....
Well, better hop off the net. Off to Bikaner tomorrow, home in 10 days.... cya!
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Well the Taj is totally, 100 % worth visiting. Its beyond beautiful.
We lined up with about 200 other tourists for the dawn veiwing, sat on a step and waiting for the sun to come up. Spectacular.
We spent about 2 hours there, and the mosque and other monuments were awesome as well. We wished we could have spent another day in Agra, there's so much to see. A lot of people (online) say Agra is polluted, crowded and full of touts but we didnt find that at all.
The only problem we had was leaving - all the nice, aircon, deluxe buses were pre-booked so we had to catch the cramped ordinary bumpy bus to Jaipur (6 hours). Fin spent half the time holding a lady's baby!
And the bus dropped us off in Jaipur in the middle of no-where, miles from the hotel. And then the auto-richshaw guy (tuk-tuk driver) dropped us off 1km away from where we asked to be taken cos he was a bastard (he kept slowing down in front of hotels, "nice hotel madam, you go there" - keep driving mate!).
Finally got a 15 yr old kid to cycle-rickshaw us to the hotel, and its a lovely place. So clean, so clean. Cleaner than Indian clean (indian travellers know what I mean by Indian standards clean). They change your sheets daily! And do a rockin' pizza.
Hopped into a cycle-rick today, and panicked that I had lost my wallet! Couldnt find it anywhere! Oh shite! But of course, it was in the back pocket all along (i had my money belt around my waist and smaller change in the wallet. I'm such a duffer.
We went to the Hawa Mahal (palace of the winds) which looks lovely from the street, but is sadly neglected inside. The walls are scrawled with graffiti and windows are hanging off their hinges. I got really upset by seeing it, wondering if this is how India treats all of its heritage monuments, until we went to the Amber Fort.
Awesome. Great. Fantastic. We caught the ordinary bus there (8 rps each hehe) and then rode an elephant up the hill to the fort itself. So much fun, we were cacking ourselves the whole way. The elephants dont look sad, they arnt chained and there is a society for the care of elephants next door. The looked happy, if not a bit bored.
The fort it self looks cared for, and we took the audio tour which was a great idea. We heard about the Ranis (the harem) and the Raja, the courtiers etc etc and kept wondering what the place would have looked like when it was first built.
Fin and I kept getting asked by strangers to have our photos taken with their children - there were plenty of other NGs there (foriegners) but it was just us. Maybe we look approachable (i think we do hehe).
Well, its getting late. Time to go to bed. Big day of shopping 2moro, then the night train to Udaipur.
Namaste! xx Bex
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Our hotel is across the road and is a welcome oasis from the hustle and bustle of Agra. Diwali in Varanasi should be re-named the festival of firecrackers, every kid on every corner had some kind of explosive device! Talk about loud!
The 3 of us (Shera, the Boi and me) managed to score a seat on top of a houseboat to watch the nightly Aarti (offering to the river) and it was pretty neat. A night and early in the morning, the colour of the river is disguised enough that you forget whats in it, and it looks lovely.
A few days before we took a 6am boatride along the ghats, watching everyone go about their business. When the sun comes up, its a fiery red ball - truly beautiful.
Yesterday, just before leaving, we got to experience Indian Beaucracy in action. We decided to post some stuff home. Easy right?
First you need to go to a tailors. He then sews your parcel up in white fabric and seals it with red sealing wax. Then you can go to the post office.
The post office worker lead us through a rabbit warren of sorting and filing rooms to get the parcels weighed. Then there's the forms you need to fill out. Then sign this. The write your passport number on this. All in all, it took most of a day and ended up costing 1,500 rupees for me to post 2.7kg home (about $50). A bit of a shock!
All in all, its good to get out of Varanasi. When we left (about 8pm at night) and had to walk through tight alleys.... well, there's some unsavoury characters around offering drugs.
An 11 hour overnight train trip and here we are!
Fin is still feeling a bit tender in the tummy (poor thing) but hopefully will be better soon. Off tomorrow morning to go inside the Taj Mahal at dawn, then catching the bus to Jaipur for 2 days of shopping (dont tell Fin I said that hehehe).
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Namaste from Varanasi, the holy city of the Ganges!
Still no USB ports on my computer so no pics yet...
The 18 hour train journey from Haridwar to Varanasi was hell. We had to catch a train in cattle-class for 4 hours, then change, and catch a semi-aircon sleeper train overnight the rest of the way.
All well and good? Dont forget my perpensity for picking up food-bourne bacteria! About an hour before we had to change trains I didnt feel so good.... In fact right before our train stop I needed to be sick, now! The train was jammed with people waiting for it to stop so they could get off as well and the temperature was sweltering. Both Fin and I were fully loaded with packs, and I couldnt push my way through the crowd....
The next thing I remember is coming to on a pile of little didis (aunties), and then vomiting up all over myself. All down the front of my shirt. Lots.
The crushed women helped me stand up, and by this stage people cleared around the door so I could stick my head out and continue vomiting. I had about 5 people (not including Fin) holding onto me so I wouldnt fall out, people patting my back. A couple of men moved right back so I could sit down. You forget that in the hustle-bustle, crowding and pushing, the Indian people are really an emotional and caring one.
We managed to get off and find ourselves in the arse-end of India. I dont think any westerners have been to this station before, its certainly not mentioned in the Lonely Planet. I'm trying to cover my vomit-stained clothing with my scarf and remain inconspicious - very hard with a crowd of about 10 people staring.
Fin became my super-hero - he carried both our giant packs and one of the day packs so I wouldnt have to. We couldnt find any toilets (that I could use) until we found the "Upper Class Ladies Waiting Room". Wait, I have an upper class ticket and I'm a lady!
It was airconditioned and thats all that was going for it. The toilets didnt flush, the showers didnt work but I managed to get myself reasonably clean, change and escape with a little old lady harrangueing me in Hindi the whole time.
We then went and found our platform and waited for the train. I spent most of this time kneeling on the platform, head over the edge heaving my guts up. I've never been so sick. I am also not scared of the dirt here anymore hehehe.
It was a relief to get on our train, we could lie down and try to get some sleep (with many toilet breaks) before we got to Varanasi.
And its not as bad here as people say, I expected more vicious touts and hard sell. Its taken me 2 days to feel semi-ok (with Fin force feeding me Gastrolyte) and i've since caught a cold. But at least i'm not throwing up!
Yesterday we went to Sarnath (a special Buddhist place) and saw the Boddhi tree that Buddha originally sat under and taught from. Well, its a tree from part of the originial.
We also saw some excavated ruins (umm, its ok to walk all over them here, not like stay-behind-the-ropes at home) and a Thai buddhist temple. We've hooked up with an American woman called Shera (i keep thinking princess of power and singing the He-Man song). She's just finished a 10 day trek in the Himalayas, and then told us she is 60 years old!!!! WTF, I would have said late 40s!
Anyway, we have breakfast together and went to Sarnath together as well.
Today is Diwali - the festival of lights. The Boi and I are gonna try and find a post office, and maybe do a little more shopping before the festivities begin.
Catch you all later, xxx Bex
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
India is soooo weird and crazy and interesting and confronting all at once.
I liked Delhi - it was like a crazy market where we were staying - i didnt like every 2nd guy asking if we needed an 'auto' (taxi) though. We landed about 9.30pm at night, and the airport was funny as. The roof is kinda caving in and theres this odd smell.
(I got to practice my hindi -"kripya ek panee" 2 waters please).
Then you get outside, and there is hundreds of people crowding around the barrier, calling out people's names. Theres a kind of kerosene haze in the muggy air and its totally overwhelming. We were accompanying a friends mum back to India, so her nephews got us a pre-paid taxi to where we were staying. Only saw 3 cows on the drive though.
We get in the hotel, and there is this tiny room and plank beds (hard as). Which was soooo welcoming after the long flight.
The next day we go up onto the roof area for breakfast, and low and behold, another knitter! Her name was Melinda, and she was from the US. They did the BEST nutella pancakes BTW.
She told us how to catch the metro train to Connaught Place (only 8 rps or 27 cents) so we could get some clothes.
The whole time there is these 'friendly' guys AKA touts, trying to start up conversations, take us to their uncles shop etc etc. Every one told us that no shops were open. Dont believe them, they dont open til 10am.
Got some cool indian clothes (i look silly) so was all set.
Went out for dinner and had a great meal (food so far was great). On the way back, Fin and I stopped to check out a wedding procession and Fin got dragged into the middle of it to dance!
The next day. Sick day. Ate a dodgy veg-cutlet (vege patty) on the train and chucked it back up a few hours later. Couldnt hold food down for the next 4 days.
Caught a little train up the mountains to Shimla, like a little England in India. Its about 2,000m above sea level and really pleasant up there. The place is crawling with monkeys.
Fin tries to kill me by making me walk to the Jakku temple, about 45min walk up a steep incline. I was sick as a dog, so couldnt even make it to the top. You have to rent a stick to fend off the monkeys as well! A monkey ran past me a stole a girl's shawl and ran away with it!
I finally saw the Himalayas in Shimla - this faint, snow capped mountain range really far away....
Then on to Mandi for one night, before finally meeting Joy and her wives in Rewalser.
And guess what Mandi has? Yarn shops!! All acrylic though, in these giant hanks. Once I can find a computer with USB port i'll be able to put up pictures.
I'm still feeling awful at this point, and not eating - i've lost a kilo or two. The drive to Rewalser Lake is really relaxing, and when you finally turn the corner you see this huge 15m high statue of Guru Rimpoche (a Buddhist dude). Its great!
Joy (and Lena's and Nyondo's) place is right behind the statue's head on the mountain side. Was really nice to get to meet someone you've only known online, and the energy in their house is really lovely.
Lena is a doctor, and was able to get me some meds to make me feel better (and eat something) which was awesome. They really took care of me and made all the difference in me getting better i'm sure. They are awesome cooks too!
There is a big sacred lake in the middle of Rewalser, and a lovely blend of Sikh, Tibetan Buddhists and Hindus who all feel this place is holy. There are wild mountain cave nuns up the hill a bit further, and Fin and I went and spent some time with them. They are hysterical!!! They all love having their photos taken (Chewwy Llama said the photos of us 2 were beautiful cos we were beautiful hehehe). Chewwy took us on a tour of the sacred caves up there, and we made offerings and she said some prayers for us. We have so many great photos!
Today we got up early and caught the bus to Mandi, then the bus to Chandigarh. After a slight hitch (i.e. a truck clipped our bus on the tiny mountain road and we had to sit there for an hour) we finally got here. Chandigarh isnt that exciting - although we found a supermarket and bought cheese slices and bread! yay! - and i'll be glad to leave tomorro to go to Haridwar for a couple of days.
The tummy is still tender, and Fin has been fine except for a slight cold. He sends his love
Catch you later, and hopefully my next post will make more sense (trying to cram in a week is impossible!)
Friday, October 19, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Just found the BEST choccies to take to India - remember Cadbury Furry Friends? The Boi and I have bought TimTams and Cherry Ripes as well.
Thanks for all the well wishes everyone - will be glad to see you all when I get back!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Its a mission to decide what knitting to take with me, thats for sure.
Thermal is coming along nicely - once i've gotten past the ribbing its flying off the needles (better slow down or i'll have nothing left to knit in India hehe). The Boi doesnt like it all - hy said it reminds him of pique cotton. I said "suck it up - i want to knit this". LOL. Poor baby.
And now that DiscoKnitter's baby shower is finished I can show pictures of what I made her - the squid from the last post was a baby toy (with bell in its head!) - at first Lara said it was a Cthullu toy, darn, I shoulda made her that. I forget people are geeks like me too. HeHe.
EZ's February Baby Cardi on 2 needles, made with giant yarn cone yarn. (shame you cant see the sparkly flower button).
Handy-dyed yarn baby hat, and embroidered baby-beater tank top. (the dagger pattern was from Sublime Stitching StitchIt Kit).
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Havent bought from her, but she sends internationally...
Kerry - looking at you matey! (BTW you remember that mohair goth laceweight you gave me - do you know what the meterage is??? Thanks!)
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Man: 800 rps.
Me: 800 rps? Are you sure? The Lonely Planet says 700 rps max.
Man: Old prices - 800 rps.
Me: But its the September 2007 edition. Do you have a cheaper room?
Man: Its a mis-print - 800 rps is our prices. Only price.
Me: Fine, ok, i'll make a booking please.
Man: Certainly madam...
** proceeds to take all my details**
Man: Now, would you like the 650 rps room or the 800 rps??
Me: ** head explodes**
Monday, October 01, 2007
Me: Is the Bharatpur Palace Hotel?
Man: Hello madam. Yes madam.
Me: I'm calling from Australia, I would like to book a double room with private bathroom for the 27-30 November. Do you have one available?
Man: Yes madam.
Me: How much would it be?
Man: It is camel-fair madam - 5,000 rupees. ($147)
Me: No, camel-fair finishes before then, I want a room after the camel fair. 5,000 rps is too much.
Man: It is camel-fair madam. 5,000 rps.
**Camel-fair actually finishes on 24 Nov**
Me: I'm sorry, that is much too expensive.
Man: You call back in one hour, my manager will not be here. I give you special price.
Me: Ok then. I'll talk to you soon.
Man: Bye (hangs up quickly).
lets just say I called back an hour later, and the prices had dropped back to 600 rps - $17 (normal). This conversation actually took 7 minutes according to my phone....
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
I originally favourited a few designs from this book, but there's probably only only one or two now I would knit.
Thats not to say its a bad book! The designs are more 'mature' or 'fussy' that I originally realised.
Great range of sizing, i.e. 32 inch bust to 52inch for some things, lovely pictures and well written. The fair-isle cardigan looks really lush (so do the latvian mittens). The military cardigan looked great online, but boxy in the book.
Give this one 6 Bex-points out of 10.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Argh. This is really starting to annoy me.
Yes - the evil lesbians are going to all get IVF so we can have millions of children and sue the Government cos we didnt really want them in the first place.
Do people actually realise how hard it is to get IVF if you are gay? Not all states will let you - Victoria for instance will only let you have IVF if you are medically infertile. Its not like thousands of lesbians are running across the border to get preggers - most cant afford it even if they want it.
For example: Some friends of mine want a baby. They called a NSW state government clinic to apply for donor sperm and was told that ALL of their donors have signed forms saying they do not want their sperm to go to lesbians or single mothers. So the only option is to go through a private organisation. Its 3 trys max, then straight onto IVF. Minimum cost for all that is about $7,000.
Second grump - the fact that its ALWAYS noted the women sueing are gay. I personally dont agree with their decision to sue, but must the headlines always read "Lesbians want to sue" etc. I've never seen "Hetero couple wants to sue" - its a non-issue. I understand why they want to sue as a medical procedure was performed, and it went wrong. They asked the doctor for one embryo, he implanted two. He admitted he made a mistake.
IMHO - The couple has made a comedy of errors by saying things like the mother has lost the capacity to love, or they were going to abort one of the babies etc etc. I dont think they have handled the situation well at all, and how are the babies going to feel when they get older? And now, its affecting the communities attitude (wrongly) about IVF for lesbians, that we are all heartless and undeserving.
Just my 2 cents.
Monday, September 24, 2007
|What is your Harry Potter Identity? |
You are the one and only...Luna Lovegood!
You are the open minded and unique one, known to be a gentle person and at times very random! Though you can be strange at times, people always grow to like you! You are a VERY unique individual who is not afraid to stand out as long as you are true to yourself and others!
Quizzes and Personality Tests
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
The Boi and I decided to pre-book our tickets for the Haridwar --> Varanasi leg of our trip. Diwali is on, so there would be a lot of people travelling at that time. Its also an 18 hour train trip (does anyone else have visuals of The Boi and I hanging onto the outside of a train?).
The India Rail website is composed of 3 different websites you need to be able to navigate - Trains at a Glance (the timetables), the Reservation Enquiry site (gives seat availability) and then the actual booking site here. It also helps to have their Route Map open in another browser window.
1. You use the Route Map to figure out your starting and ending points are - then look and see if they share anyof the same route numbers.
2. Now use Trains at a Glance, open up the correct route tables and hope that the train does indeed go between those stations - sometimes it doesnt!
3. Flick through 3-4 different route tables until you can find the train that leaves and arrives at the time you want. Make sure it runs on the day you want too (oh yes, some trains only run twice a week). In this case we wanted the one that left at 6pm, and arrived 4pm the next day.
4. Visit the Reservation Enq site, hunt around for the link (its in tiny size 4 writing at the bottom of the screen), and check the train number for station names . Write down the 2 you need - HW and BSB.
5. Go to another link, check seat availability. If there's some available in the class you want, proceed to the booking site. If not, return to Step 2. Doh.
6. Booking site - you have to create a profile to even get a looksie in here. And i can only be accessed after 9.30am sydney time.
7. Now you have to go through a similar process as above, enter the starting and ending station, the date, the correct class etc. Any incorrect information makes you do it again.
8. Next page, you have to enter all the passenger details, and where you want to sit. The easiest part of this whole damn process.
9. How to pay, there is 20 - yes thats correct - different ways of making payment. You have to choose the correct one (and none of them is labelled International Credit Card BTW). Wrong answer, go back to step 7.
Done. Now you can print out a ticket and take it with you to India - no need to queue.
Except that all the trains we wanted to take were full. We now have to go via another station, change trains, hope for the best - well it is an adventure right?
This has just sapped me for the last 2 days.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
The Swallowtail Shawl is finished.... just waiting for it to dry.... ;)
Felt like something fun and mindless - cast on for this little cutie last night. Mochimochi Land Knitted Grass... so cute! I'm using Bamboozle from Lincraft - soft yarn but splits like a biatch.
Life has been really busy at the moment, but thankfully The Boi comes back from the Ashram today, and wont have to go back for ages (he's been gone 3 weeks out of 4 for the last 3 months or so).
Mental note - need sports bras for camel trek. LOL.
BTW the latest Knitty is up!
Just realised looking at my sidebar - India in 35 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, September 09, 2007
As did these guys....
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Got it from my crack/book dealer here....
Also finally got Vegan With A Vengance - been meaning to get that for ages. Best recipes for vegan's i've seen in a looooong time.
Spotted this book for The Boi - Vegan Cupcakes Take Over the World: 75 Dairy-free Recipes for Cupcakes That Rule. He does love his cupcakes. Might get it for Xmas for him.
The shot was fine (got the Twinrex 2-in-1). The EMLA patches did help a little bit but I could still feel the sting. Only wimpered - I admit I am a wuss.
Talked to my Doc about Gardasil - was concerned the age-limit cut off was fast approaching - she assured me that I could get it when i get back from India, so bring on my EMLA patches again I guess.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
2pm - 4pm, Barmuda Cafe, opp the Newtown Police Station.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Gonna have a small rant about my flatmate (he doesnt read my blog). Basically he had a go at me, to The Boi, about how much money I waste etc etc (mainly about yarn). And about how the only reason he's letting me live there is to help me save for the India Trip.
Ran through my finances today and realised that I could do India and rent a place at the same time, although it would mean less spending money.
Another thing to worry about, just what I need.
Although, I almost never block socks tehehe...
Very easy tote bags... (this is how I kinda make mine), really easy, hint hint Web-Goddess!
How to make Polymer clay stitch markers....
Sunday, August 26, 2007
This coming Tuesday 28 August 2007
7.45pm, Cafe C, King St, Newtown (across from Aust Post)
Bring your little half-finished projects... knitting, crochet, cross stitch, wood work, soul-painting, head-shrinking, whip making....
ALL WELCOME :D