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a roadside pitstop for fire fuel on the way to Samburu National Park


 

well here i am again with out a computer at home and still unable to add my pictures.. they sit nicely on a cd now and wait to be seen.. i think if i looked at them right now i might get a bit teary because it's hard to look at places that you have been to and not wish to just jump right back in to that picture again..

anyway, yesterday, life picked up again..
all of a sudden that continual bluesy feeling dropped off of me and all of a sudden i felt like i had got some spunky energy back and a greater willingness to fight my way back in to anything that came my way.. 
i am not sure why it came back yesterday. all i know is that when i woke up, i instantly thought and felt different, i felt like i had a familiar, exciting energy  that was going to help me find another ambition..
at the moment i am concentrating on a new possibility to study next year, but i don't want to say much more about it because it is something that i have always, always wanted to do and so it sits in a very sensitive spot. i don't find out about the results until late december, and then that will decide me with a course for next year..
in the meantime i work three jobs, and i feel back in the 'loop' so to speak..

mum and dad sold the farm, and bought a house. that's a strange transitional moment, strange because we are leaving a home we have lived in since we were born. and the farm, which we grew up on, is now finally not ours any longer. as risks go, it comes with a greater happiness, at losing the heavy baggage and restraints from owning a farm, but also a tender loss, from losing one of the most stable and familiar places you have ever lived in or known. It is hard not to recall every single moment or place you have played in, and there comes a sense of instability as well as release when you think of the time to come.

oh well

i think the next few months will be interesting..

i would like to chat about the adventures, and gawd knows every single one had one in kenya, but often it takes me a while to remember and select, and then i wonder if it i should bother, knowing that so much time has passed since i was away anyhow

i hope everyone is well !

back in melbourne..

hmm..

has been about six weeks since i was last in kenya, many, many stories there but need a longer dose of time on the internet to remember and release them, and unfortunately, at the moment i am floating a bit, in accommodation, with jobs, looking for a new idea to hold me on and take me out of melbourne.
i do think that i won't be here for much longer, and i have thought a lot about selling my things and getting out the suitcase again.. i guess that happens when you feel like you truly are on the opposite side of the world from everyone else, finding it hard to settle with the small things in life.. so at the moment i am looking forward to finding new adventures on the horizon, and realising more and more that maybe i need to uproot myself from melbourne for good, as fun as it has been over the past six years..

and now off to retrieve a flight ticket refund before the travel agent's close..

=)

have just come back from an exhausting eight day safari in a massive overland truck all the way up to the ethiopian border from nairobi, with sixteen others including the chef, driver and guide..
went around about four national reserves and two game drives with highlights being a male lion standing two metres from our truck, staring at us all, before going on his way past the truck to cross the road.. seeing giraffes run.. a family of hyenas running together.. cheetahs and vultures eating after a kill.. a large family of elephants holding on to each other's tails (with the little ones in between the adults), all crossing a river carefully at dusk.. babboons and monkeys pissing on our tents.. four adult elephants that came each evening to check out our snoring whilst we slept blissfully unaware in our tents (only to discover that we actually had a night watchman who chased the elephants off away from our tents each night).. Marsabit park with its volcanic craters and fertile landscape..
making it all the way to the slightly more arabic looking Kalacha township near the northern border and checking out ethiopian church paintings and a trip to a creepy and deceptive oasis and following the lion paw prints leading through..
taking pictures amongst the two decomposing camels whose corpses lay in the vicinity of the eerie oasis..
eleven hours of driving over the rocky outerspace landscape of the Chalbi desert to get to Kalacha and jumping in a watertank for a makeshift swimming pool in the desert..
getting stuck in the sand dunes of the desert past Kalacha and picking up a random tribesman to give him a lift to the nearest town (hours away)..
hip hip hoorah finally making it to the jade sea of the lake turkana, and meeting the tough and warlike Turkana tribe where the women wear amazing hairdos, shaving both sides of their head and leaving a plaited mohawk down the centre of their skulls..
giving away my favourite shirt to one of the turkana girls who asked for it..
inadvertently meeting half the town of Loyangali and meeting everyone who appeared as an actor or extra in 'the constant gardener' film..
dancing with the Samburu tribe
dancing with the Turkana tribe
too many close encounters with giant spiders..
being saved by Taea who swiped my knee with her backpack as a giant spider ran up my leg..
only to find that my turkana hut was festering with the giant bastards, hearing them screeching and squeaking in the morning hours and then finding several crawling up the walls when i flashed my torch light over to check before entering..
me screaming a horrific noise that sent the entire Turkana villagers nearby sprinting to my rescue, being consoled by the women, having the men frantically searching and scaring away the spiders from the hut, and then having the local medicine man console me and make me do a little dance with him to cure my one and only true phobia..
having all the villagers think the incident was hilarious, whilst the rest of the safari group were on edge as half the group were afraid of spiders whilst we had already suffered one panic attack the same day as our unsturdy boat headed well in to the crocodile infested waters of lake turkana..
then finding out that the hut next door had scorpions..

now i start my sea turtle conservation project tomorrow, and i sit in a luxurious Kenya hotel in Mombasa (cold showers, mosquito nets, hard bed with browned and frayed linen, and western toilet cost a dime in Kenya for some reason..)
but hey, TIA this is africa or as we liked to phrase on the safari trip 'that is soooo typical of kenya !'
surrounded by friendly but really young kids who have just hopped off their planes in their lovely clean and expensive gear, and i am covered in red dirt.

så nå blir jeg kjempe sliten fra en hytta tur på denne siste helgen, og så jeg koser meg hjemme i dag..
det har vært mange ting som har skjedde over de siste ukene, og jeg har bilder av venner.. fra russetiden, fra den 17. mai grunnlovsdag, og jeg skal vise flere fra hytta turen litt seinere..
ja, det er synt at jeg må flytte fra norge snart, men jeg synes det blir bedre å reise rundt og slutter fra jobben min som au pair i harstad =D
og nå det ser ut så lyst at jeg har vant til å sykle rundt byen eller øynene, å beundre mer av vesterålen.. men også å kose seg med vennene mine er svært viktig ennå. 






over the weekend, alice and i stayed at her family's hut on an island near our island  (hinnøya)
we stayed with her two sisters, lone and elin, and their parents, ellen and ola
and i am a little sad that it might be a while until i can come back up here again ..



mer.. )

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Current Music: a-ha summer moved on


pulp lip gloss


travis sing
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Current Mood: working working
Current Music: sigur ros





this is from my fifteen year old brother



hi darling,
just reading mums letter and im glad your still thinking about a drama course, as your brother would say, well i would say nothing but a thumbs up and a wink from my eye would be made in all gratitude to your decision.
well enough about you lets talk about me, just started the second term of school, so very exciting!! nothing really changed at school but i'm looking forward to the band camp at the end of term, i'm going to adelaide. started local football again for tarwin and i enjoyed the first game when we played burra. my amazing musical skills and going swimmingly, the piano is played wonderfully every day, i assure you of this!
unbelievable amazing news!!!! guns n roses are coming down to oz and im super excited!!!! mother shall buy me and the other sibling (ben) tickets and we shall have one hell of a night. the concert will be at rod laver on the night of your birthday!
i will put my following questions in a easy to read dot form,
  • how are you?
  • what are you doing at the moment?
  • when shall we be reunited again?
  • do you like cheese?
  • how are the children?
  • is there still snow?
  • is it windy at the moment because every pitcure you send seems so very very peaceful?
  • do you like guns n roses?
  • if you didn't like guns n roses it would seem pointless about me talking about them, please point out that this is a statement.
well lovely to write to thee, bye bye
 
petey-pie

just a little before i went to Oslo, i spent several days in Trondheim. Trondheim is considered a northern city, that's because anything beyond Trondheim is pretty much considered frontier wilderness (and that well and truly includes Harstad)...
met a really awesome chick from slovenia, Natalija, who was very warm and good company on the trip...
and saw lots of old viking church ruins, skeletons, yep, all good things 
and i have been on way too many boats...ooooh motion sickness...

                  



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Current Music: incubus - dig


one week staying in a friend's apartment in the centre of the city of Oslo. 
i have waited five years to come to Oslo
I wanted to go to the yellow university of Oslo five years ago
and on every bad day i flicked up images of Oslo on the internet
this week i couldn't wipe the smile off my face
and i after five years of waiting, i got to see everything that i had been looking at over the past five years




Current Mood: awake awake
Current Music: radio pe3

oh oh what to do when you are a volunteer at a dog sled race ??




Magnus said that I needed to be listening to this at the moment ;-) the cold part by modest mouse off the moon and antarctica album.

So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this bone bleached part of the world
So long to this cold, cold part of the world
So long to this salt soaked part of the world
I stepped down as president of Antarctica
Can't blame me, don't blame me, don't
So long to this sad, sad part of the world
So long, So long



Current Music: modest mouse - cold part of the world

                       
Two weeks ago the family and I travelled north of Harstad, to Finnmark, the region right on the northern cap of Scandinavia. The first week we spent at a farm, with some friends of the family. The second week my host mother and the eldest of the daughters, were volunteers at the Europe's longest and northernmost dog-sled race, finnmarksløpet.  

Current Music: summertime, ella fitzgerald and louis armstrong



this thing called finnmarksløpet
http://www1.nrk.no/nett-tv/klipp/235694


us volunteers :-)
http://www1.nrk.no/nett-tv/klipp/236661






china )






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