Week Forty-Eight

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Rose outside Park Place. Exploring.
I explored the steep little garden of Park Place. It was unexciting but the rose was pretty.

Monday: Bird Kitsch
Unpacking a little further. The area I have claimed to store my office type things is all pale colours and kitsch. Like this little metal bird.

Tuesday: No More Trains
Thanks to a free carpark at work, and the fact that there are two of us in the car, it is much cheaper for Craig and I to drive in to work and back. The only trouble is, sometimes the return journey is slow.

Wednesday: A bit too much Pink
My new gela-skins iPhone cover (using this photo from Paris) arrived and in addition to the pink headphones and pink handbag? it’s all a bit much for me.

Thursday: Love the quote.
I loved the quote outside Bennetts.

Friday: a bad-mood-day
A no-good-very-bad-mood kind of day. Called for overpriced faux-coffee and a cinnamon roll.

Saturday: Photo Editing
Our new couch suite makes me feel positively tiny (but it is glorious and leather and was such a good deal) and I spent most of the day there (it was raining) editing photos. In order to catch up.


Sofas make me feel tiny

And just like that? I’m up to date with 365 in 2009.
Just in time for the end.


Week Forty-Seven

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Impressive Mountains from the Plane to Wellington
Arriving back in New Zealand. This little country can be damned impressive sometimes.

Monday: Moving House
Crazy busy moving into Park Place. I only managed to take one photo all day.

Tuesday: Peppermints are a Priority.
Peppermints are a priority in my house. Especially seasonal peppermints. I heart candy canes.

Wednesday: I guess the view from Park Place is pretty good.
Sunset. I guess the view from Park Place isn’t so bad.

Thursday: New Frames
I collected two framed photographs (uh 3 I suppose) and a frame for my Fifi Lapin print. More art for Park Place.

Friday: Vintage Camera Collection
My vintage camera collection on display.

Saturday: Artwork in a Petone Cafe
Post tattoo consultation coffee and brunch. I loved the dressed-up-dogs art for sale. If I had $75 spare? the one in the pink dress would already be mine. Sigh.


Self Portrait

Week Forty-Six

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Souvenir Pins - Osaka Castle
Our first full day in Japan, Craig and I tagged along with a couple of couch-surfers and went to Osaka Castle.
I love these souvenir pin-ball machines.

Monday: Macro Deer
Nara to Kyoto
On our way to Kyoto we spent the day in Nara, famous for the tame deer which roam the city and Nara Park.
According to legend, a mythological god Takemikazuchi arrived in Nara on a white deer to guard the newly built capital of Heijō-kyō. Since then the deer have been regarded as heavenly animals, protecting the city and the country.
Also? they are ADORABLE.

Tuesday: Geisha!
In Kyoto, we walked for miles and miles through winding streets, temples around every second corner.
My favourite moment was spotting this Geisha at Kyomizu-Dera.
EDIT: I’ve been advised (ahh the wonder of the internet) that it’s actually a tourist dressed up like a Geisha. Which is a little disappointing but I suppose it’s as close as I was ever going to get. If we’d had more time in Kyoto, and more money, then I wanted to try this as well! Next time, maybe.

Wednesday: Torii
Our last day in Kyoto, we visited the Fushimi-Inari shrine which has thousands of these bright red Torii lining mountain paths.
As we walked the paths the rain set in, we had umbrellas and rain coats and most of the rest of the tourists cleared out. It was magical.
We caught the Shinkansen to Hiroshima in the evening.

Thursday: 8:15 - Watch in the Museum
A watch frozen by the Atomic Bomb, in the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum.
We spent the morning at the Mazda Museum (yes, seriously) and the afternoon at Peace Park.

Friday: Literally awesome.
Ahhh, the Osaka Aquarium. I loved seeing the Whale Sharks but it was the Manta Ray that took my breath away.

Saturday: Tim and Mio, adorable
Our last day in Osaka. We wandered the shopping district with Tim and Mio (how cute are they? answer? VERY) before collecting our bags and heading off to Kansai International Airport.


Looking at Craig when the timer went off

In the grounds of Hiroshima Castle, Craig was checking I had myself framed properly. I was peering at him in this photo.

(More Japan photos in the next week or two!)

A Conversation with a Co-Worker

A coworker sidled up to me:

CW: I think you have a Secret
Me: What?
CW: I think, and I’m not the only person in the office who thinks this, that you have a secret.
Me: Bu-
CW: don’t worry, it’s a happy secret!
Me: but I don’t have a secret ?
CW: No, no, that you DO have a secret
Me: I don’t think I do … what do you think it is?
CW: Hmm. I’ll disperse clues
Me: Ah! No!

I’m thinking, naturally, oh christ they think I’m pregnant. Damn. But before I can interrogate, said Co-Worker slinked off to one of the other offices and returned a few minutes later:

CW: Do you want a clue?
Me: Yes! Please!
CW: It involves …. restraints.

And then the Co-Worker just walks away. Leaving me furrowed brow and confused lips at my desk.

I’m pretty sure that more than one person in this darling little office thinks I’m in to BDSM.

(thankfully I find this amusing)

Note: I think this has to do with my prediliction for dark jewellery, pencil skirts, and vertiginous heels. I’m not swanning about in leather with handcuffs hanging next to my ID card or anything. In case you wondered.

The vagaries of Park Place*

Leaving Wellington
From Wellington to Auckland

Such are the nuances of our new internet connection that I cannot seem to upload photos to the Darling Internet.

This is very very annoying as I have approximately Seven Hundred photos of Japan I wish to share with you. And so far? this is the only one I have managed to move from my Mac to Flickr. It’s sunset over … somewhere near Wellington.

I also had planned to spend today getting up to date with my 365 in 2009 updates but the internet was just toying with me by allowing me to create one entry before getting all upset and uppity and slowing right the fuck down**.

And of course, I had to unpack some more. Sigh.

* This is what I will be calling our new flat. It is not the actual address. Sneaky.
** Excuse my language. But it’s getting really really annoying. Like, an upstream speed of 10-17 kb/s***.
*** Please excuse the geekery.

Week Forty-Five

365 in 2009!

Sunday: Waterloo Station
The trains were running the wrong way. It was strange waiting on the opposite side of the station. Little things,

Monday: Sore Wrist
I hurt my wrist on Sunday (opening a door. I have ridiculously weak wrists) and had to wear a brace. I covered the karate-man icon (my injury was much more lame) with my vintage Rome souvenir scarf.

Tuesday: Downloading photos from Flickr
I accidentally deleted all my photos off my macbook. I know I should have a back up but I just haven’t gotten around to it.
Thankfully I found a programme where you can download all your photos off flickr. It just took forever and a day.
(6,000 photos!)

Wednesday: Strange Fringe
I switched to glasses for a few days before going to Japan. I didn’t want my eyes to hate me or my contact lenses to wear out.

Thursday: Picking up Wine
Picking up wine as a thank you to Tim for letting us take up his spare room during our time in Japan.

Friday: a note from Jayne
A note left by my baby sister as she left for school before I got up. Usually it’s the other way around but I had taken the day off to pack! We flew to Auckland that evening.

The first time this year I have completely missed a day. I was doing so well!
We left Auckland at ridiculously-early-o’clock, spent 12 hours on a plane, met Tim at Kansai Airport, felt overwhelmed by Japan, and Osaka, went out for Korean BBQ then drinks, and crashed in to bed just after midnight.
I should have taken photos but it just completely slipped my mind.


Excited but Sore
I look exhausted. Behind me the bed is covered with clothes folded and ready to be packed.

There is a land called Passive Aggressiva & I am their Queen …

Why I am Annoying:

February 2007
My writing is the (snarky) Black Pen*

These are the things you find when you accidentally** delete ALL your photos off your MacBook then promptly panic and download them ALL*** from Flickr and then have to use the iPhoto autosplit magic to organise them in to sets because, lord knows, they cannot just sit in the programme with no semblance of order****.

A caveat: I was very annoyed. The blue pen writing belongs to a co-worker I was less than fond of, and she was making a big fat deal about her personalisation of a shared desk. Sigh.
She was lucky I didn’t start on the X of thanks.

* I only ever use black pen. It’s a thing.
** Yes I am an idiot.
** Around Six THOUSAND photos.
*** Ahh my slight ocd rears it’s delightful little head.

The weary travellers return.

Craig and I arrived back in Wellington at Midday on Sunday. After a 12 hour overnight flight during which we collectively achieved around 4 hours sleep and a 3 hour stopover in Christchurch. We were vaguely delirious with the exhaustion and so we decided, ever so sensibly, that Sunday afternoon would be the best time to move ourselves from our cozy abode (aka a little room in my Parents’ house) in to the large and empty house we will be living in until further notice.
At the time? it seemed like a good idea. At 8pm on Sunday it seemed like the worst idea in the world.
We spent the first night rattling around the big house like Kendra (a simile suggested by my baby sister and I’m gonna run with it) with little more than a fridge, a tv, and a bed. But without the stripper pole in the living room.
And Monday, Craig feeling jet-lagged and off work, we moved the rest of our life into the big house, and spent too too too much money getting the ephemera one needs to outfit a house. By 7pm we were mainly finished* though the internet is still not connected (sob).

I told you all of that by way of explaining the lack of photographic evidence of our time in Japan and the lack of yet another 365 update**.

Also! The internet and my disinclination to research (crazy, I know) led to the following items being USELESS in Japan:

1 pair of jeans. 2 turned out to be sufficient
My scarf, hat, and gloves
My hairdryer. My straighteners could deal with the voltage difference but my hairdryer was ridiculously underpowered.
1 pair of shoes. I made do with my boots on days we had to travel, and 1 pair of plimsolls. Fancy flats were superfluous.

It turns out that in Japan, the autumn/beginning of winter temperatures are somwhere in the range of 17-24 degrees celsius. In New Zealand we call that SUMMER.
It was, however, hilarious seeing everyone else wearing long sleeves & jackets & scarves while Craig swanned around in a t-shirt. I am eternally grateful that I included my blazer as a last minute addition to my bag, I could not have survived wearing my winter coat.

So. In short? we are home. Japan was amazing. Lovely. Incredible. We had a great time. Photos will be forthcoming. Maybe.

* We haven’t even started on moving my books though. That’s a weekend size chore.
** I forgot one day! Agony! I was going so so well. It was the day we flew to Japan where we left our Auckland accommodation (chez in-laws) at about 6am, spent the day on the plane, arrived in Japan and felt overwhelmed by it all, then went out with our friend & host-in-Japan, Tim, for dinner and drinking before crashing into bed just after midnight. Sigh.

Almost almost almost gone


Yes. Those are the bags I have packed for our darling little trip to Japan. They seem … remarkably small. However I’ve gone over my mental list a thousand times and I have everything I can think I’ll need for a 9 day trip:

3 pairs of jeans. 1 to be worn on the plane. What? they’re very stretchy jeans!
1 pair of leggings in case I tire of denim clad pins
6 tops (1 white, 2 black, 3 coloured)
1 dress
1 skirt
1 blazer
A scarf, hat, and gloves because it’s wintery up there
Enough underwear to sink a ship (or rather, to last 10 days)
Scant jewellery
Basic makeup
Hair appliances
iPhone and camera chargers
2 pairs of shoes
2 bottles of wine as payment for accommodation at our darling friend Tim’s abode.

And yet – all of this fits into a bag that TECHNICALLY is carry on legal. But I will be checking it. I hate people who test the limits of carry-on-only. Especially when they use bags with wheels.

MY carry on bag is my little old guess handbag. It contains mainly camera ephemera (camera, extra lens, wide-angle adaptor, spare battery, memory card, remote) as well as my travel wallet, a small book (A History of Love by Nicole Krauss), bits and bobbins along the lines of floss and mints and hand lotion, my iPhone & headphones, a neck pillow, earplugs, eyemask, and a small bag of musk candies. I don’t think there’s anything else I need.

This is terrifying me. I’m not used to packing light AT ALL.
And mainly? I just really hope that anything I HAVE forgotten (and there is likely to be something. Last time? toothbrush. NOT THIS TIME!) they sell in Japan and is not break-the-bank expensive.

Now? my main problem is that the outfit I have to wear to Auckland and on the plane tomorrow is far far too wintery to bear wearing in this unusually sunny Wellington weather.

But I must. I’m leaving soon!

Plane Clothes