“Surround yourself with people who believe in your dreams”
Last night, I was treated to the most unexpected and beautiful surprise. I’ve been feeling sick this past week, so when Friday afternoon finally rolled around, I was very happy to spend most of it in bed. I went out to the kitchen to get a glass of water and there on my food cupboard was a poster of A Worldly Addiction (below).
I was absolutely speechless. I couldn’t believe it. There was an Eiffel Tower and my name, representing my blog, something I love so very much and am so proud of. I looked around and saw my housemate with several of these posters and was just so stunned. It took me about five minutes to realise I need to hug the life out of her!!!
Turns out she remembered me talking about how I wanted to update my logo and re-vamp my blog. So she hit up one of her friends (which is ridiculously artistically talented) and asked her to put something together. And it’s so stunning! So Steph, words really cannot express how thoughtful and kind this is and how appreciative I am, but hopefully a blog post dedicated to you will show you how thrilled I am.
And then there’s my other talented housemate, Chantelle, who’s working wonders on a graphic design project and fiddling with various layouts, themes etc. I feel like I’ve got a team of busy bees behind me!
And then of course there’s the beautiful Nicole who designed and drew the original A Worldly Addiction icon, which motivated me to pursue my passions.
So to you three amazingly gifted girls, plus all of the people who follow, read, comment or just flick through my blog, I really am so grateful and happy that I can share my words with you. It means more to me then you’d ever know. So I just wanted to take this moment to share how god damn awesome you all are and thank you for your support and love. Thankyou for believing in my dreams and I hope you know, I completely believe in yours as well!
(This post is dedicated to all the waiters working their asses off in hospitality)
Short answer… yes. Long answer… YEEEEEEESSSSS!
But don’t get me wrong, hospitality work is great. It’s generally flexible on hours, good pay, interesting customers, every night is different and you become really close with your work mates.
People treat you like sh*t – As soon as you step behind the counter and put on your uniform, it apparently gives people the right to treat you horribly. It constantly surprises me how some customers won’t hesitate to yell abuse or personally insult you. I think also that some customers assume that they can treat you like this because ‘it’s your job.’ But the thing is, a lot of people working in hospitality are working towards something bigger. I’m a university student who’s trying to save some extra cash for uni and serving you food isn’t my life. There’s nothing I hate more then people treating me with disrespect because I serve them food and am therefore apparently not worthy of their respect.
People forget the basics – Have you ever heard of please and thankyou? Apparently not! Kids tend to have better manners than most adults.
People take their food very seriously – It astonished me when people expect a culinary masterpiece when ordering a chicken schnitzel. Really mate, it’s a snitty… what did you expect? Also, calm down if your mushroom sauce is on your snitty and not on the side like you apparently ordered? What difference does it make?
People lack understanding and empathy – We’re working in a high pressure environment, it’s hot, we’re running around at a hundred miles an hour, you don’t say please and thankyou, and then wonder why we’re not giving you our undivided attention. We’ll give you a smile, a ‘enjoy your meal,’ anything you ask for, but please know that we’re human beings and not robots and therefore use a lot of our energy to get things done for you.
You get yelled at from every direction – Not only are you getting yelled at by the customers, but also the chefs, your colleagues and your supervisor.
Guys always flirt with you – They’ve had a few beers and you’re just trying to do your job and pick up glasses, but some guys feel the need to try and become your best friend. It’s nice to know that I’m looking good whilst at work but come on! Once, one guy said to me ‘you know, for a ranga, you look kinda cute.’ Umm is that an insult or a compliment? I walked away and I think my passive aggressiveness made him feel so bad that he ended up giving me a $10 tip. Now that’s one of the perks of working in hospitality.
However… despite all of these things that cross your mind at night and get you thinking ‘why am I working in this job?’ There are a lot of great things about working in hospitality. Your work friends… they go through it all with you and at the end of the night, you can bitch all about it and they completely understand what you’re talking about. And, you can usually do it over a cold beer. So yes, working in hospitality can make you a bit cynical, but once your shift (or split shift) is over, you can appreciate all the little things in life, like wearing your hair down or getting a good nights sleep.
And this is why I love blogging. Because of the supportive, talented, exciting and beautiful people you’re connected to in such a tight knit community. This is the 2nd time I’ve been nominated for the Liebster Award (read more about the award here). I was nominated by Ailene Rhea, the woman behind Incurable Wanderlust. I’ve often found myself getting lost through the Rhea Collections, and admire her honesty when sharing stories about unique experiences (my favourite, things to really expect whilst hiking the Inca Trail). She’s been everywhere so if you’re looking for reliable tips for unique travel experiences, Ailene’s got you covered!
So here are the Liebster Award Rules:
Thank and link the person who nominated you.
Answer the questions given by the nominator.
Nominate 11 other bloggers, who have X (or less than 200) followers and link them.
Create 11 new questions for the nominees to answer.
Notify all nominees via social media/blogs.
And without further ado, here are the questions that Ailene has asked me;
Apart from travel tales, what else can we read about on your blog?
My blog is kind of like my slightly censored journal. Where I write anything and everything I’m passionate about. Because travel is something that has completely taken over my heart like a Ryan Gosling movie, it tends to be something that I write frequently about (it’s also a good excuse to relive a travel experience through photos). Another thing I find myself writing about is motivational pieces which are usually coherent with things I’m dealing with in my life. A part from that, you’ll find bits and pieces of poetry, motivational quotes and opinion pieces on current issues.
What made you/got you travelling in the first place?
When I was little, my family and I travelled around Australia for 12 months in a caravan, a great introduction to life on the road with adventure literally at your doorstep. Also anything and everything Paris! My room is completely overdecorated with Paris this and Paris that. I remember when I started high school, I made it my mission to get to Paris as soon as I was finished with school. And now I’ve been 3 times.
How many countries, continents and cities have you set foot in?
What’s the longest time you’ve been away from home?
12 months in 2013 when I lived in London.
What’s the one souvenir you just had to have?
I’m not a very good souvenir collector. I more or less crumble under the pressure of cheap I ❤ (city name here) shops and buy a fridge magnet. But when I saw a little snow globe of Paris – now that I HAD to have!
Have you ever lost your luggage/backpack? When? Where?
Thankfully no. However I did lose my wallet in Rome for an hour. One of the scariest experiences of my life however, long story short, I managed to find it completely untouched with nothing missing. Earlier that day I visited Vatican City so I feel that someone up there was watching over me!
What are 5 items you always take with you travelling?
Journal to write everything down in
Paw Paw Ointment – a lifesaver on dry lips and many other practical uses such as keeping zippers running smoothly
A bottle of water for long days exploring new places. I also hate paying for water so prefer to reuse a plastic one until it’s basically unusable.
My phone for obvious reasons. It doubles as a camera, map, translator… EVERYTHING!
My Doc Martens. Trustiest pair of shoes I own.
Are you an over packer or under packer?
I tend to overpack for small trips and under pack for big ones. Maybe one day I’ll hit a lovely middle ground.
What type of camera (model, brand) do you take with you when travelling?
My IPhone5. It currently has a chip in the lens and I need to edit a pesky little black dot out of all my photos. Hopefully upgrading soon!
If given the chance, where would you like to settle?
At the moment, I could totally see myself settling down in Edinburgh, Scotland. I definitely left a big piece of my heart there and will go back one day to claim it back.
So now you know a bit more about me, now I want to know a bit more about you. Here are some blogs and bloggers that I’m absolutely loving at the moment along with your questions and I pass this nomination on to you.
Some of you may be wondering… ‘Why have a Facebook page for a blog?’ Well why not?! Like most current relationships in our technology dominant decade, it’s not official until it’s Facebook official.
Now Over To YOU
With some exciting things planned for 2015, I’d like to hear from you, my incredible readers from across the globe. What do you want to see more of this year? Travel Tips, Destinations, Photography, Creative Writing, Opinions…Or something completely new and different? Please let me know in the comments below or on Facebook so I can continue to grow A Worldly Addiction and bring you along for the ride!
Firstly, I’ll start by saying how extremely difficult it was for me to write this post. Not physically write it, but for me to actually accept the fact that this big journey that I’ve been living (my Eurotrip Gap Year) was a year ago and is officially over.
So this time 2 years ago (January of 2013) I got on a plane and headed off to London (you can read about my Gap Year here). One year later (a year ago nearly to the day) I said goodbye to London and G’Day to Australia. And as the months flew by, I got stuck in to my new uni life (read about my adventures of 2014 here) as my London life slowly slipped away. So what are the biggest changes readjusting to life back ‘home?’ How do I define home? What’s the hardest part of it all? Here it is.
Home isn’t quite the same – you’re stuck somewhere in between. For a few months you mistakingly refer to home as in London (after all, it was home sweet home), then you start calling your parents house home, then where you’re living home and then you just get confused. I believe home truly is where the heart is, and my heart seems to be scattered around the world.
You have an identity crisis – you get on the plane all strong minded like ‘yea I know who I am and I’m not gonna let anyone change me.’ Then you land in Sydney, see all your friends and family and suddenly have an identity crisis. WHO AM I? It’s a terrifying experience, thinking that the old you is slipping away, making way for the new you that you’re not quite sure you like. The thought that got me through this ‘transformation’ is that I’m growing and learning from every experience (good or bad) and at the end of the day, it will help make me stronger.
People see you as the same little you that left – Not the strong independent traveller you now are. School friends see you as the nerd that studied too much, or too things too seriously, or partied too much… but little do they know how much you’ve changed. You feel so empowered, accomplished and strong until someone says ‘aw, you haven’t changed one bit,’ then all that confidence disappears like packets of Tim Tam’s on sale.
You can no longer say ‘This time last year’- For some reason, this was such a comforting statement. Comparing my life now to my adventures last year. But now I can say ‘this time next year… who knows where I’ll be or what I’ll be doing!’ That is the most motivating thought I have. The thought of the unknown!
You can see people getting bored with your travelling stories but you’ll still tell them again – What do you mean you don’t want to hear about how I lost my purse in Rome and magically found it an hour later with all my money in it? Or the time I crashed the best house party in London? Or the time I got to march in the St. Pattys Day Parade in Dublin? Or the time… Ok I get it, you’ve heard it before and you’ll hear it a few more times yet so get comfortable.
You get a serious case of PTD (Post Travel Depression) – You have the highest high that travel offers and suddenly you stop and you’re back at home. Then you come crashing down with the realisation that it’s over. It’s real and it sucks.
You lose touch with your ‘lifelong friends’- At high school you have about 50 BFFL pink sparkly necklaces. And as soon as you jet off, the sparkles seem to magically disappear. This isn’t necessarily a sad part of leaving home, it’s just the inevitable change in life that takes some getting used to. Regardless of if you actually keep these friendships for life, you’ll always have the precious memories of friendships.
But you also find out who your real friends are – You might now have to message everyday. In fact, one of my best friends that was in Australia when I was overseas and I barely spoke. Not because we didn’t want to, but because we were so preoccupied with our busy lives. And the second one of us needed eachother, we’d be there. The minute I returned to Australia it was like I never left. It’s those sorts of friendships that will last for years and will be the most special. Best Friends For Life (for real).
You don’t settle for okay anymore – You’ve had a taste of the spicy, succulent, addictive flavours of the world and crave it everyday. Why would you then settle for a little salt and pepper seasoning? You won’t accept ordinary, or average, or okay… you try to make everything incredible!
You feel motivated to do it again – Was it all worth it? The love, the pain, the grief, homesickness, the ongoing identity crisis… (see image below)! So what am I doing about it now? I’m trying to live life to the fullest, to appreciate everything and everyone I have and bring on the adventures for 2015 and years to come!
Ok, so I don’t have a house in Budapest, but George Ezra’s song is so damn catchy, it had to be my title. Elaborating on I’M CHRISTOPHER’s blog post about contemplating going to Budapest for Blogging 101, I thought I’d share some of my experiences and pictures from my time in the beautiful Hungarian capital.
Things to Do –
Fisherman’s Bastion – The big beautiful building atop the hill that overlooks the Danube River and the entire city.
Christmas Markets – I was lucky enough to be in Budapest the week after Christmas and they still had their gorgeous markets set up. I spent hours wandering through the maze of them, looking at little knick knacks and buying amazing pastries!
House of Terror – Now a museum, this building was once occupied by the Nazis and then the Soviet Union and tells of the horrors of Hungarian people and their devastating history.
Szechenyi Baths – Beautiful thermal baths with temperatures between 38-40degrees Celsius. My friends and I went at night time (tickets were cheaper after 7pm) and the place was beautiful at night! We drank beer and champagne in the baths and relaxed until close. Definitely the highlight of my time in Budapest.
Prepare – Hungarian is a very interesting and basically indecipherable to the tourist who can only speak English and bad French, so I’d highly recommend researching and saving directions, street names, numbers etc before you arrive.
Be Safe – Like travelling anywhere, safety is important… especially with cabs. There are signs everywhere at the airport urging tourists to book cabs or only use a specific company for your safety.
Pack your walking shoes – Do a walking tour of Budapest. It’s the best, easiest and cheapest way to see all of the sights, learn about the history from a local and capture some amazing photos!
Do you have anything to add to this list? I was only in Budapest for 2 nights so missed out on seeing and doing a few things so let me know what I should do next time in the comments below!