Time for another
travel blog - this trip was about revisiting a place I'd been to before,
back in July 2009, and exploring parts of it that I hadn't seen the
last time, and it also meant travelling from the north of England to the
very south, and hopping across the water to one of the UK's most
beautiful places - the Isle of Wight.
Day 1
To
get from Durham to the Isle of Wight took about 6 hours tops in total -
I had to change trains at York for another train to London, and it was a
faster train too. Then it was down to the London Underground to catch a
couple of Tube trains to Waterloo, where I quickly caught another train
down to Portsmouth, and as soon as I got further south, the heavens
opened, but that didn't deter me one bit. Once in Portsmouth I took a
quick bus ride to Southsea, where just like 6 years ago I got to ride
across the Solent to the Isle of Wight onboard the famous hovercraft -
it was a very bumpy but short 10 minute ride, and an absolute blast.
My
hotel, Kasbah, was in the seaside town of Ryde, where the hovercraft
alighted - it was a traditional looking building on the outside, but
very modern looking on the inside. My room was perfect, with a shower,
telly and the usual amenities; however the downside was that this hotel
was also a pub, which meant on the night there was noise, from both
music and people - which is why the amenities included ear plugs (more
on that later).
The weather didn't play ball, but it didn't stop me
from going out and about - a quick meal of chips, then I jumped on the
Island Line train from Ryde to another seaside town on the eastern side
of the island, called Shanklin, with its beaches and dramatic cliffs.
The highlight of Shanklin was an area called Shanklin Chine, a nature
preserve situated inside a gorge, with lots of foliage and a stream.
There were some animals on display, including parrots, and even a
chipmunk, which you usually can't see outside of North America or Asia.
Further along the gorge there was a stone bridge straight out of a
fairytale book, and a winding path leading to the centrepiece of the
Chine - a tall waterfall with quite a sheer drop.
With the rain
pouring down, I decided to head back to Ryde, where I popped into a café
for a cheeseburger and chips, and unintentionally confusing the French
waitress who worked there (je suis desolée!), before chilling in my
hotel room with some old skool quiz shows on the telly. Sleep was hard
to come by however - that night was live music night in the pub, and
that combined with the loud talking of people outside were the reason
the hotel gave me ear plugs. They worked to an extent, and I eventually
managed to drift off to sleep.
Day 2
Despite
not getting enough sleep, I didn't let it stop me from getting on with
my only full day on the island - after cereal and coffee for breakfast,
it was time to revisit one of the highlights of the trip 6 years ago,
the Downs Breezer open top bus tour, an hour's drive around the island's
vast countryside. The weather was perfect, a far cry from the rain of
the previous day, which meant I was able to make the most of the
breathtaking views of the countryside, especially on one of the downs
looking out towards the island's east coast, and the quaint villages
that the tour passed through. There were a lot of narrow roads on the
tour route, which meant everyone on the bus was frequently dodging
oncoming tree branches, that just added to the adventure of the tour
though. The tour was also newly extended to the beachside town of
Sandown, just up the coast from Shanklin - more on Sandown later on.
Needless to say, I enjoyed the tour just as much as I did the first
time.
It was straight from one bus to another once I arrived back in
Ryde, heading to the island's capital, Newport, to change to another bus
in order to get to the harbour town of Yarmouth, where I decided to
jump onto another tour bus, this time the Needles Breezer bus, for
another scenic ride up to Alum Bay, on the westernmost point of the
island. Located there was the Needles Park, a small set of food outlets
and souvenir shops, plus a small fun park. However, just like 6 years
ago, the highlight, and the most popular attraction at the park (there
qas quit e along queue), was its chairlift down to Alum Bay itself -
it's quite a sensation being suspended in mid-air while being
transported down the face of a cliff. The chairlift also stopped at one
point so someone could be helped out of their lift, leaving myself and
everyone on it stuck in mid-air for a couple of minutes, which was a
little unnerving but thankfully brief.
Alum Bay was just as I
remembered it last time, with its gravel beach, dramatic coastline and
its unique coloured sands, and with the warm weather it was also packed
with people enjoying the sun and sea. I didn't try to take a ride on the
pleasure cruise this time, I wasn't up for a repeat of my aborted
attempt 6 years ago, where I stepped in and out of the boat due to the
choppy waves making me feel queasy.
After taking the chairlift back
to the top and buying a commemorative medal, I realised I'd forgotten to
bring some drinks with me, so I quickly bought a bottle of Fanta to
keep myself hydrated, before taking a very scenic walk from the Needles
Park and up to the headland, where I was greeted with absolutely
stunning views of Alum Bay, the English Channel and the Solent, with the
towns of Milford and Lymington far off in the distance. At the very end
of the headland, I revisited the view of one of the Isle of Wight's
most famous landmarks, the three stacks of chalk cliffs jutting out from
the English Channel and what gave the fun park its name - the Needles,
which looked amazing in the sunlight. Also on the headland was the
Needles Old Battery, a former military outpost, which I explored 6 years
ago but didn't have time to do so on this occasion. However, I did get
to see an unexpected surprise off in the distance - none other than the
RAF air display team, the Red Arrows, performing their display at the
Bournemouth Air Show miles away across the Solent. I'd already seen them
up close at this year's Sunderland Airshow, so it was great to watch
them do their stuff again, and there was quite a crowd gathered up on
the headland watching the display also.
It was a blast revisiting
places on the island, but it was time for me to see more of the island
that I hadn't seen - I took the Needles Breezer back to Yarmouth, where I
then jumped on the Island Coaster open top bus. This was the longest
tour on the island, a two hour drive along the south coast, and I can't
put into words how brilliant it was, travelling along the coastal roads
with the breeze in my face and the sun in the sky. There were some
simply breathtaking views of the coast and countryside, and along the
way was the the beachside town of Freshwater Bay, a low flying
hang-glider, the cliffs and beaches of Chale, the fun park at Blackgang
Chine and the picturesque coastal town of Ventnor. I only wish I
could've had time to stop at all these places and explore them further.
I
jumped off the bus to revisit Shanklin, just so I could see how it
looked in the sunshine, before quickly jumping back on the same bus to
take a closer look at Sandown, which I'd passed through earlier on the
Downs Breezer. I took advantage of its long, sprawling beach and had a
dip in the English Channel, which felt a lot less cold than the North
Sea (France is just over the water from the Isle of Wight, after all!).
It was also still warm, despite the sun going down, and with it being
later in the day the beach wasn't so busy, either. The Isle of Wight Zoo
was across the road from the beach, however it was closed - another
reason to come back to the island one day.
I wandered along both ends
of the beach, seeing the distinctive white cliff on the northern end of
the beach at Yaverland, before making my way along to the southern end,
which was more busy, because that was where the Sandown Pier was
located. Inside there was an arcade, and further along was a passage
leading outside onto the pier proper, with views of Sandown and the
coast, plus a small fun park at the end of the pier. With the sun
setting, I made my way back to Ryde after what seemed like a lengthy
wait for the bus, passing through the small beachside town of Bembridge
along the way. Much like the first night, it was chips for supper and
some R&R with more old skool gameshows and comedy back at the hotel,
although the rest part was a bit difficult to come by, as the noise
downstairs and outside was even worse than the first night, with it
being a Friday night. Aye, I really want to listen to a hacked off fella
effing and blinding because the doorman wouldn't let him in the pub...
Day 3
I
managed to get some sleep, but not as much as I'd have liked to,
however I was still up bright and early to get my stuff all packed and
get refreshed for the hectic day ahead. I'm not sure if I would ever
stay at Kasbah again, simply because of the noise, though everything
else about the hotel was spot on - if I ever do stay again, it won't be
on a weekend though.
After a quick breakfast and checkout, I decided
to have one last hurrah on the island - once again the weather was
beautiful, so complete with suitcase, I jumped on the bus to take a
closer look at Bembridge, which I passed through the previous night. The
bus ride was interesting to say the least, because of a fella who was
seemingly talking to himself, ranting and cursing about a lot of things,
and he wasn't making a lot of sense - the bottle of Bourbon whisky in
his hand explained it, though. He even had the nerve to openly flout the
no smoking rule!
Thankfully there were no drunk people in Bembridge,
which looked terrific in the sunlight with its picturesque harbour full
of boats, and its curved beachline looking out onto the Solent and
Portsmouth on the horizon. I wish I could've stayed longer, however I
had to get back to Ryde, though I quickly stopped at the little café
located near the beach to buy some souvenirs.
One bus ride later, and
I was back where I needed to be, and not quite done with the beach yet -
I briefly had a walk onto Ryde's sprawling beach, which had the
furthest tide out that I've seen on any beach, and at this point the
weather was very hot, and to no surprise the beach was packed with
people. Just as quickly as I'd gotten onto the beach, I was off it
again, and crossing the Solent once again on another hovercraft ride,
they are such cool machines, and the Solent is the only place in the UK
that you can travel on a hovercraft, so the hovercraft are just as much a
tourist attraction as the island itself.
I had been hoping to
revisit another landmark back on the mainland in Portsmouth, the
distinctive Spinnaker Tower - unfortunately, the walk from the
hovercraft terminal to Gunwharf Quays, where the Tower was located, took
a lot longer than I anticipated, and by the time I got to the tower
there was a lengthy queue to get in, so I was forced to forego going up
to the top of the tower to see the views of the Solent from above.
However, I wasn't too disappointed, because I got the chance to climb
the tower and see those views 6 years ago, and I did get to see the
Solent while walking along Portsmouth's Millennium Boulevard. Again,
it's another reason to come back in the future.
I made my way to The
Hard Interchange, spending a short time watching various boats sailing
along the harbour, as well as taking a good glance at the imposing
old-time Navy battleship, the HMS Warrior, berthed at Portsmouth's
Historic Dockyard, before jumping onto the first of three trains,
heading back the way I came.
The return journey didn't exactly go to
plan - all of my trains were delayed. The first train to London had to
divert onto another line to bypass Woking because of a track problem,
and ended up stopping a few times, which slowed down the journey
considerably, and I started to get concerned that I wouldn't make my
connecting train. I eventually made it back to Waterloo station, only
for another problem - one of the Tube lines, the Bakerloo line, that I
used for the journey down was closed, so I quickly had to find an
alternative route. Needless to say, I rushed liked mad, and was able to
get back to King's Cross via the Northern line, though not without
experiencing a hot and crowded Tube train at rush hour!
In the end,
the rush wasn't needed, my train back to Durham arrived late, which also
meant that it departed late. As the train got further north, not only
did the delay time gradually increase, but the weather also deteriorated
from beautiful warm sunshine to torrential rain - I couldn't help but
see it as ironic. With a half hour delay, I eventually arrived back at a
rain-soaked Durham and managed to make my bus ride back home, though
not without getting soaked through by a passing car! What way to end the
trip, indeed.
Overall, I had an absolute blast revisiting the Isle
of Wight and seeing all the places that I didn't get to see 6 years ago,
as well as the ones I did. It is one of the most beautiful places in
the UK, and I cannot recommend a visit there enough.
To check out my photos
from the trip, click here:
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31/07/2015
July 2015
I know I probably sound like a broken record when saying this, but July was definitely a month of two halves, but at the same time very eventful - I just wish I could say that it was all good things.
So that means there's a lot of bad things to get out of the way first - and this is something that's really been going on for a long time now, and I might've mentioned this already, so I apologise if I'm repeating myself.
I feel that there's a time when everyone gets older and "wakes up and smells the coffee", as the saying goes; a time when you begin to realise how absolutely screwed up this world really is. I'm talking about the bad news, politicians doing all they can to keep the rich richer and the poor poorer, terrorists blowing everything to kingdom come, another person getting stabbed in the street...you know what I mean. I hate it, I hate thinking about it, and I try to avoid is as much as I can, by not watching the telly, not reading the papers, and not checking the sites online, but one way or another I end up hearing about it. As a result, every now and again I'm made all to aware of all that's wrong in the world, and it gets too much for me to handle - but I also have to remember, that not everything that is reported in the news is fact, because it's all manipulated by the media into generating views/readers/numbers, etc. You know what I mean, you know the score.
Lately I've also been becoming very disillusioned with DeviantArt - on both an artistic and a social level. I'm fed up of seeing nothing put MLP, FNAF, anime and Sonic recolours as the popular stuff there, and original artworks and artists getting pushed to one side. Doesn't anyone give a crap about originality anymore? The same question could go to musicians and film studios, but I digress.
I've also just felt disconnected from my friends on DA - like we have nothing to say or talk about. In other words, my social anxiety's just worse than ever. It's why I've decided to stop doing livestreams every week, and just do them every now and again, because the truth is, the last few times I've done a livestream I feel like I'm spectating my own livestream, like I'm not even part of it. It's partly my fault and other people's fault, too - I wish I was better at engaging people and keeping up a conversation instead of being shy and anxious, but I will be more likely to do that if those people meet me halfway. Maybe they don't mean to give me the impression that they're avoiding me, maybe they're just as shy and anxious - but behind a screen, how do you know that for sure? I might be coming across as an attention-seeker with this, maybe I am, I don't know, but I don't intend that. I don't want to be the centre of attention, but I also don't want to feel left out. It's a conflict of interest and emotions, and it just makes me want to explode, to be honest.
On the same note, I'm also sick and tired of getting people on DA who only watch me or interact with me because they want something - only wanting to see certain types of art from me, wanting to do an art trade where they put nowhere near as much effort into their half of the trade as I do mine, etc.
In short: DA is supposed to be creative and enjoyable - and lately I'm not getting that.
To cap all of this bad stuff off, there's been a setback with my immigration to the US - me and Nicole were told that I could be moving there in August. Not anymore. Basically, it's going to take longer for the US Embassy to give me an interview date than previously thought, it's only the instructions on what I need to do that will be coming in August, not the interview date. It's now looking more likely that I will be having the visa interview in either October or November, which is later than we previously thought. Not gonna lie, both me and Nicole are frustrated about it, because it means more time apart - but on the flipside, it gives us more time to prepare for the interview, and it gives me more time with my family, which is good, and it softens the blow quite a bit. And there's that old saying, "everything happens for a reason" - maybe this is how it's meant to happen.
There has been light in this month too, though - on July 10th, me and my brother revisited a place from our childhood, the seaside town of Scarborough in North Yorkshire - and it was almost like 15 years hadn't passed. We had an absolute blast seeing the sights and reminiscing about our childhood memories, and you can read all about it right here.
Scarborough wasn't the only highlight of this month, either - the end of the month saw me and my brother also making another visit to the Sunderland Airshow. It was my fifth time there and ten years since my first visit, it was just as popular and packed as it was back then, and the aircraft displays as ever were nothing short of impressive - it never ceases to amaze me just how the pilots of those aircraft are able to pull off such technical and daredevil moves. The displays included the all-prop Blades aerobatic team; the Black Cats helicopter duo; two parachute drops from the Tigers Freefall Team and the RAF Falcons; the very loud Eurofighter Typhoon; the Battle of Britain Memorial Flight featuring the Spitfire and Hurricane; an air and ground attack demo by a pair of Hawk T2s, and of course the always awesome Red Arrows. Who knows if I'll ever get to go to that airshow again, given the circumstances, but never say never.
I hope I can give you a more positive blog next month - I'll leave you with some Shark Week-inspired artwork to brighten things up.
PS: Click the links below to check out the action from the Sunderland Airshow:
Sunderland Airshow 2015: Part 1
Sunderland Airshow 2015: Part 2
So that means there's a lot of bad things to get out of the way first - and this is something that's really been going on for a long time now, and I might've mentioned this already, so I apologise if I'm repeating myself.
I feel that there's a time when everyone gets older and "wakes up and smells the coffee", as the saying goes; a time when you begin to realise how absolutely screwed up this world really is. I'm talking about the bad news, politicians doing all they can to keep the rich richer and the poor poorer, terrorists blowing everything to kingdom come, another person getting stabbed in the street...you know what I mean. I hate it, I hate thinking about it, and I try to avoid is as much as I can, by not watching the telly, not reading the papers, and not checking the sites online, but one way or another I end up hearing about it. As a result, every now and again I'm made all to aware of all that's wrong in the world, and it gets too much for me to handle - but I also have to remember, that not everything that is reported in the news is fact, because it's all manipulated by the media into generating views/readers/numbers, etc. You know what I mean, you know the score.
Lately I've also been becoming very disillusioned with DeviantArt - on both an artistic and a social level. I'm fed up of seeing nothing put MLP, FNAF, anime and Sonic recolours as the popular stuff there, and original artworks and artists getting pushed to one side. Doesn't anyone give a crap about originality anymore? The same question could go to musicians and film studios, but I digress.
I've also just felt disconnected from my friends on DA - like we have nothing to say or talk about. In other words, my social anxiety's just worse than ever. It's why I've decided to stop doing livestreams every week, and just do them every now and again, because the truth is, the last few times I've done a livestream I feel like I'm spectating my own livestream, like I'm not even part of it. It's partly my fault and other people's fault, too - I wish I was better at engaging people and keeping up a conversation instead of being shy and anxious, but I will be more likely to do that if those people meet me halfway. Maybe they don't mean to give me the impression that they're avoiding me, maybe they're just as shy and anxious - but behind a screen, how do you know that for sure? I might be coming across as an attention-seeker with this, maybe I am, I don't know, but I don't intend that. I don't want to be the centre of attention, but I also don't want to feel left out. It's a conflict of interest and emotions, and it just makes me want to explode, to be honest.
On the same note, I'm also sick and tired of getting people on DA who only watch me or interact with me because they want something - only wanting to see certain types of art from me, wanting to do an art trade where they put nowhere near as much effort into their half of the trade as I do mine, etc.
In short: DA is supposed to be creative and enjoyable - and lately I'm not getting that.
To cap all of this bad stuff off, there's been a setback with my immigration to the US - me and Nicole were told that I could be moving there in August. Not anymore. Basically, it's going to take longer for the US Embassy to give me an interview date than previously thought, it's only the instructions on what I need to do that will be coming in August, not the interview date. It's now looking more likely that I will be having the visa interview in either October or November, which is later than we previously thought. Not gonna lie, both me and Nicole are frustrated about it, because it means more time apart - but on the flipside, it gives us more time to prepare for the interview, and it gives me more time with my family, which is good, and it softens the blow quite a bit. And there's that old saying, "everything happens for a reason" - maybe this is how it's meant to happen.
There has been light in this month too, though - on July 10th, me and my brother revisited a place from our childhood, the seaside town of Scarborough in North Yorkshire - and it was almost like 15 years hadn't passed. We had an absolute blast seeing the sights and reminiscing about our childhood memories, and you can read all about it right here.
Scarborough wasn't the only highlight of this month, either - the end of the month saw me and my brother also making another visit to the Sunderland Airshow. It was my fifth time there and ten years since my first visit, it was just as popular and packed as it was back then, and the aircraft displays as ever were nothing short of impressive - it never ceases to amaze me just how the pilots of those aircraft are able to pull off such technical and daredevil moves. The displays included the all-prop Blades aerobatic team; the Black Cats helicopter duo; two parachute drops from the Tigers Freefall Team and the RAF Falcons; the very loud Eurofighter Typhoon; the Battle of Britain Memorial Flight featuring the Spitfire and Hurricane; an air and ground attack demo by a pair of Hawk T2s, and of course the always awesome Red Arrows. Who knows if I'll ever get to go to that airshow again, given the circumstances, but never say never.
I hope I can give you a more positive blog next month - I'll leave you with some Shark Week-inspired artwork to brighten things up.
PS: Click the links below to check out the action from the Sunderland Airshow:
Sunderland Airshow 2015: Part 1
Sunderland Airshow 2015: Part 2
21/07/2015
A Yorkshire Adventure: Scarborough, Whitby & York
Forgot to mention this last week, but at the weekend (10-12 July) myself and my brother Chris went on holiday, to a place that we both remember very well from our childhood - the seaside town of Scarborough, in North Yorkshire. Here's what we got up to:
Day 1
It was an early start for us both as we made our way to Durham to take the hour long train journey down to York, where I'd visited for the first time in April for a DA meet-up (you know who you are!), and also where we had to change trains, though not without having another wander around the city of course. It was Chris's first time visiting York too, and he very much approved.
We'd picked a busy day to visit, as it was race weekend at York Racecourse, so the station in particular was chock-a-block - that didn't put us off one bit though. We checked out The Shambles and quickly popped into HMV so I could buy a memory card for my phone, as I'd ever so slightly forgotten to being my camcorder with me, followed by paying a visit to the grand York Minster, looking glorious in the sunshine. After that, we wandered through York's medieval style streets some more and had some dinner down by the River Ouse, watching the boats come and go.
Before long we were on our second train of the day, and even though we had to stand for the whole journey, we were still able to appreciate the views of the Yorkshire countryside flying past us, the unfamiliar ground that it was, but once we stepped out of the train at Scarborough station, we knew we were in familiar territory, and once we got our bearings, we made our way towards the hotel to be greeted by an awesome view of the North Bay, and all those childhood memories came flooding right back. The last time either of us had visited Scarborough was in 2000, and we both agreed that it had been 15 years too long.
We checked into our hotel, the Miricia Guest House - the hotel owner Joanne was very down to earth and welcoming, and we'd been given a room at the very top of the house, which was more or less in the attic, so there was no spectacular sea view, but that didn't matter as the room was spot on, clean and complete with telly, tea and coffee, and enough room for both of us. The only minus point was that the hotel's wifi was sketchy at best, so I had to rely on my phone's 3G to get online - but we weren't there to go online at the end of the day, we were there for adventure.
No sooner had we arrived in Scarborough though, we were already leaving! Even though it was late in the day, we took a very scenic bus ride through the North Yorkshire Moors and the picturesque coastal village of Robin Hood's Bay, down to the harbour town of Whitby. This was another place we both wanted to revisit - my last time there was in 2007, for Chris it was 1996, and much like Scarborough, it was good to be back there. We made our way up the cliff to Whitby's iconic landmark, the ruins of Whitby Abbey, along with some simply amazing views of the town below, which we headed back down into via the famous 199 steps, complete with a certain Captain Jack Sparrow hanging around at the bottom, and he was certainly right at home with the oldy-worldy architecture of Whitby and its harbour, which was of course very busy, with both people and seagulls (I swear, they own the place!) We walked along the harbour, all the way along its lengthy pier, checking out the town's lighthouse (I'd been to the top of it previously, however it was closed) and taking in the windswept views out towards the North Sea and the North Yorkshire coastline. Finally, we walked up the cliff across the other side of the harbour to visit the statue of Whitby's most famous son, Captain James Cook, as well as the famous whalebone arch overlooking the harbour, before once again enjoying the scenic bus ride along the coast back to Scarborough, where we ended the night with a meal at McDonald's and an evening walk along Marine Drive, from the South to the North Bay.
Day 2
You don't want to start a day sleep deprived - however, noise from a couple across the hall from us and the resident seagulls outside through the night, as well as sleeping in unfamiliar surroundings meant that me and Chris did, but it didn't stop us one bit. After a lovely breakfast of cereal, tea and toast, we headed out to our first stop of the day, and a place in Scarborough that we hadn't previously visited - its most famous landmark, Scarborough Castle. We explored the sprawling headland on which the castle was located, checking out the ruins of a signal station, the castle walls, the King's Hall and the guard towers along the walls, and enjoying the views of both the North and South Bays from the headland. Of course, we couldn't visit the castle without exploring its iconic keep, which despite being blown in half centuries ago, is still standing strong after 3000 years.
It was then time to visit some more familiar places, in Scarborough's North Bay - the first was Peasholm Park, famous for its boating lake and Oriental themed island, including a waterfall, garden and a pagoda overlooking the park. We opted to return to the park later on in the day to see something else that it's famous for (more on that in a bit.).
Across the road, it was memories of attractions gone that we were after - the Northstead Manor Gardens, that used to have three of Scarborough's big attractions, a waterpark named Water Splash World, a playpark named Kinderland, and on top of a hill behind them, an amusement park called Mr. Marvels. All three of them are now long gone, however it was nice to relive going to those places, and it was also interesting to see that there were reminders of there existence, such as an abandoned station for the chairlifts that used to take people to and from Marvel's. However, there were also some attractions to see there that were still around - the Open Air Theatre, which was derelict back in the day but has been restored and is now a concert venue (we couldn't check it out as there was a concert going on); the North Bay Railway, a miniature train that runs from Northstead Manor Gardens to Scalby Mills; and Scarborough's famous Water Chute that was once part of Kinderland. There was also a new attraction there, called a SkyTrail, which was bascially a giant climbing frame/obstacle course.
We then took a walk along the North Bay Beach, which was absolutely packed, to no surprise, because the weather was glorious. After stopping for a burger and chips, we planned to take a look inside the white pyramids of the Sea Life Sanctuary, however we changed our minds once we saw how much the admission was, and instead headed back to Peasholm Park, thugh not before revisiting the hotel that we stayed in on every trip with our family back in the 90s - there were good times there.
Now, that something else Peasholm Park is famous for? Every year they hold a "Naval Warfare" show, which involves a fleet of model battleships taking to the boating lake and re-enacting a famous battle. This was our first time seeing the display, and it was an absolute treat, complete with a pun-dropping and movie medley-playing commentator, model aircraft "flying" over on wires, and a lot of gunfire. What made this show even more impressive is that the ships weren't remote controlled, there were actually people inside the boats, steering them and firing the ammunition (it wasn't live ammo, but some of the ships did actually take damage). It was an absolute blast to watch, to say the least.
Following the show, me and Chris took to the lake ourselves on board a dragon-themed pedal boat, taking a cruise around the island, watching the park's population of Canadian geese waddle around like they owned the place, and getting a close view of the ships from the Naval Warfare display. There were also people boating around the lake on canoes and rowing boats - we remembered our late grandad taking the two of us around the lake on a rowing boat back in the day, and on one occasion almost capsizing the boat!
From boats to buses after that - we took one of Scarborough's many open-topped buses along Marine Drive to the South Bay, which really hadn't changed very much from back in the day, with its seafront full of shops, cafés and arcades, as well as its ever busy harbour full of fishing boats and cruise boats. We popped into Olympia Leisure for a couple of arcade games (The House of the Dead 4 and Jurassic Park) before visiting a shop that :devWhiteBlazingPhoenix: had been recommended to visit - Ancient Warrior, a gift shop with a difference, its specialty was selling weapons, real weapons, most notably swords and pistols, along with ornaments, figurines and lots of other stuff - definitely not your average shop. After that, it was beach time, I took a cold yet refreshing dip in the North Sea, because you just can't have a beach trip without a dip. Me and Chris remembered taking a ride on the beach's resident donkeys back in the day, those donkeys were still on the beach.
After making a pitstop at the hotel, we made our third visit to Peasholm Park, this time to visit the island, it had been closed earlier because of the Naval Warfare display, however it was open, so we were able to check it out. By now it was raining a little, which dampened the atmosphere a little, and seeing some shifty looking people hanging around the park didn't really help much, but we pressed on with exploring the island regardless, seeing all the geese hanging around and getting an even closer look at the model dock where the Naval Warfare ships were based. What we really wanted to see though was the Japanese gardens and pagoda at the top of the island, so we made our way up there, only to get an unexpected surprise - there was a security guard in the garden, and as soon as he saw us, he told us to leave the island. It turned out that the island was still closed, and we weren't supposed to be there, so we quickly left, a little embarrassed about it, but no harm was done.
By now we were all adventured out, so we headed back to the hotel for some rest, not before grabbing another meal from McDonald's though - however the atmosphere around the North Bay seemed lass sunny, and not just because of the weather - both nights we stayed in Scarborough, the entire North Bay half of Marine Drive was overrun with an organised street racer show, with dozens of modified cars and their drivers lining the promenade. There were some cool cars to see, but I wasn't really digging the atmosphere of it, plus there were inevitably some idiots who were speeding around the drive showing off, and the whole show was causing traffic to slow down all along the seafront. For me, that was the only major minus point of the trip, I much prefer the seafront when it's quieter - it was still a good day on the whole though.
Day 3
Another early start, and that inevitable feeling of having to go home had very much kicked in, but me and Chris didn't let it get us down. After another nice breakfast, we quickly packed up our luggage and said our goodbyes and thanks to Joanne, and I couldn't resist making a thank you sketch for her, involving a certain blue bug.
We still had a fair bit of time left before we had to catch our train, so we headed back down to the South Bay for some more beach time, as well as picking up some souvenirs and a tasty meal of chips. I also decided to take a boat ride around the bay on a miniature pirate ship called the "Hispaniola", which gave some great views of the seafront. There was also the option to take to the waves on a high-speed jet boat, but we both decided to pass on that one, maybe next time though.
We chose to take the scenic walk back along Marine Drive to the North Bay, and again it was great weather for it, and it was a lot more pleasant with the aforementioned car show over and done with. It was time to head to Peasholm Park one last time, and this time the island was legitimately open, so we were able to take a full walk around it, and go right up to the Japanese gardens at the top, which looked beautiful, along with the colourful pagoda, which had a great view of the boating lake and park below.
After a little bit of persuasion, we headed across to Northstead Manor Gardens so I could have another first - after all those past trips of never doing so, I finally got to take a ride on the water chute, and it was short but very sweet, and I didn't get nearly as soaked as I thought I would! Following that, time was starting to get on, so we jumped on the bus for one last scenic drive to the South Bay, where we decided to go for the quicker option and took a short ride on one of the two remaining cliff lifts that ferry people from the bay to the town above - and before long, we were at the station, waiting for our train, complete with a curious seagull hanging around the platform. About two and half hours, another changeover in York and two train rides and a bus ride later, and that was our holiday done and dusted.
All in all, both me and Chris had a great time, spending some quality bro time together, and of course revisiting all the places in Scarborough that we knew and loved as kids, as well as the bonus visits to York and Whitby - and I can't recommend taking a visit to all three places enough.
You can see what we got up to, also - click on the links below and have a gander:
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 1
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 2
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 3
Day 1
It was an early start for us both as we made our way to Durham to take the hour long train journey down to York, where I'd visited for the first time in April for a DA meet-up (you know who you are!), and also where we had to change trains, though not without having another wander around the city of course. It was Chris's first time visiting York too, and he very much approved.
We'd picked a busy day to visit, as it was race weekend at York Racecourse, so the station in particular was chock-a-block - that didn't put us off one bit though. We checked out The Shambles and quickly popped into HMV so I could buy a memory card for my phone, as I'd ever so slightly forgotten to being my camcorder with me, followed by paying a visit to the grand York Minster, looking glorious in the sunshine. After that, we wandered through York's medieval style streets some more and had some dinner down by the River Ouse, watching the boats come and go.
Before long we were on our second train of the day, and even though we had to stand for the whole journey, we were still able to appreciate the views of the Yorkshire countryside flying past us, the unfamiliar ground that it was, but once we stepped out of the train at Scarborough station, we knew we were in familiar territory, and once we got our bearings, we made our way towards the hotel to be greeted by an awesome view of the North Bay, and all those childhood memories came flooding right back. The last time either of us had visited Scarborough was in 2000, and we both agreed that it had been 15 years too long.
We checked into our hotel, the Miricia Guest House - the hotel owner Joanne was very down to earth and welcoming, and we'd been given a room at the very top of the house, which was more or less in the attic, so there was no spectacular sea view, but that didn't matter as the room was spot on, clean and complete with telly, tea and coffee, and enough room for both of us. The only minus point was that the hotel's wifi was sketchy at best, so I had to rely on my phone's 3G to get online - but we weren't there to go online at the end of the day, we were there for adventure.
No sooner had we arrived in Scarborough though, we were already leaving! Even though it was late in the day, we took a very scenic bus ride through the North Yorkshire Moors and the picturesque coastal village of Robin Hood's Bay, down to the harbour town of Whitby. This was another place we both wanted to revisit - my last time there was in 2007, for Chris it was 1996, and much like Scarborough, it was good to be back there. We made our way up the cliff to Whitby's iconic landmark, the ruins of Whitby Abbey, along with some simply amazing views of the town below, which we headed back down into via the famous 199 steps, complete with a certain Captain Jack Sparrow hanging around at the bottom, and he was certainly right at home with the oldy-worldy architecture of Whitby and its harbour, which was of course very busy, with both people and seagulls (I swear, they own the place!) We walked along the harbour, all the way along its lengthy pier, checking out the town's lighthouse (I'd been to the top of it previously, however it was closed) and taking in the windswept views out towards the North Sea and the North Yorkshire coastline. Finally, we walked up the cliff across the other side of the harbour to visit the statue of Whitby's most famous son, Captain James Cook, as well as the famous whalebone arch overlooking the harbour, before once again enjoying the scenic bus ride along the coast back to Scarborough, where we ended the night with a meal at McDonald's and an evening walk along Marine Drive, from the South to the North Bay.
Day 2
You don't want to start a day sleep deprived - however, noise from a couple across the hall from us and the resident seagulls outside through the night, as well as sleeping in unfamiliar surroundings meant that me and Chris did, but it didn't stop us one bit. After a lovely breakfast of cereal, tea and toast, we headed out to our first stop of the day, and a place in Scarborough that we hadn't previously visited - its most famous landmark, Scarborough Castle. We explored the sprawling headland on which the castle was located, checking out the ruins of a signal station, the castle walls, the King's Hall and the guard towers along the walls, and enjoying the views of both the North and South Bays from the headland. Of course, we couldn't visit the castle without exploring its iconic keep, which despite being blown in half centuries ago, is still standing strong after 3000 years.
It was then time to visit some more familiar places, in Scarborough's North Bay - the first was Peasholm Park, famous for its boating lake and Oriental themed island, including a waterfall, garden and a pagoda overlooking the park. We opted to return to the park later on in the day to see something else that it's famous for (more on that in a bit.).
Across the road, it was memories of attractions gone that we were after - the Northstead Manor Gardens, that used to have three of Scarborough's big attractions, a waterpark named Water Splash World, a playpark named Kinderland, and on top of a hill behind them, an amusement park called Mr. Marvels. All three of them are now long gone, however it was nice to relive going to those places, and it was also interesting to see that there were reminders of there existence, such as an abandoned station for the chairlifts that used to take people to and from Marvel's. However, there were also some attractions to see there that were still around - the Open Air Theatre, which was derelict back in the day but has been restored and is now a concert venue (we couldn't check it out as there was a concert going on); the North Bay Railway, a miniature train that runs from Northstead Manor Gardens to Scalby Mills; and Scarborough's famous Water Chute that was once part of Kinderland. There was also a new attraction there, called a SkyTrail, which was bascially a giant climbing frame/obstacle course.
We then took a walk along the North Bay Beach, which was absolutely packed, to no surprise, because the weather was glorious. After stopping for a burger and chips, we planned to take a look inside the white pyramids of the Sea Life Sanctuary, however we changed our minds once we saw how much the admission was, and instead headed back to Peasholm Park, thugh not before revisiting the hotel that we stayed in on every trip with our family back in the 90s - there were good times there.
Now, that something else Peasholm Park is famous for? Every year they hold a "Naval Warfare" show, which involves a fleet of model battleships taking to the boating lake and re-enacting a famous battle. This was our first time seeing the display, and it was an absolute treat, complete with a pun-dropping and movie medley-playing commentator, model aircraft "flying" over on wires, and a lot of gunfire. What made this show even more impressive is that the ships weren't remote controlled, there were actually people inside the boats, steering them and firing the ammunition (it wasn't live ammo, but some of the ships did actually take damage). It was an absolute blast to watch, to say the least.
Following the show, me and Chris took to the lake ourselves on board a dragon-themed pedal boat, taking a cruise around the island, watching the park's population of Canadian geese waddle around like they owned the place, and getting a close view of the ships from the Naval Warfare display. There were also people boating around the lake on canoes and rowing boats - we remembered our late grandad taking the two of us around the lake on a rowing boat back in the day, and on one occasion almost capsizing the boat!
From boats to buses after that - we took one of Scarborough's many open-topped buses along Marine Drive to the South Bay, which really hadn't changed very much from back in the day, with its seafront full of shops, cafés and arcades, as well as its ever busy harbour full of fishing boats and cruise boats. We popped into Olympia Leisure for a couple of arcade games (The House of the Dead 4 and Jurassic Park) before visiting a shop that :devWhiteBlazingPhoenix: had been recommended to visit - Ancient Warrior, a gift shop with a difference, its specialty was selling weapons, real weapons, most notably swords and pistols, along with ornaments, figurines and lots of other stuff - definitely not your average shop. After that, it was beach time, I took a cold yet refreshing dip in the North Sea, because you just can't have a beach trip without a dip. Me and Chris remembered taking a ride on the beach's resident donkeys back in the day, those donkeys were still on the beach.
After making a pitstop at the hotel, we made our third visit to Peasholm Park, this time to visit the island, it had been closed earlier because of the Naval Warfare display, however it was open, so we were able to check it out. By now it was raining a little, which dampened the atmosphere a little, and seeing some shifty looking people hanging around the park didn't really help much, but we pressed on with exploring the island regardless, seeing all the geese hanging around and getting an even closer look at the model dock where the Naval Warfare ships were based. What we really wanted to see though was the Japanese gardens and pagoda at the top of the island, so we made our way up there, only to get an unexpected surprise - there was a security guard in the garden, and as soon as he saw us, he told us to leave the island. It turned out that the island was still closed, and we weren't supposed to be there, so we quickly left, a little embarrassed about it, but no harm was done.
By now we were all adventured out, so we headed back to the hotel for some rest, not before grabbing another meal from McDonald's though - however the atmosphere around the North Bay seemed lass sunny, and not just because of the weather - both nights we stayed in Scarborough, the entire North Bay half of Marine Drive was overrun with an organised street racer show, with dozens of modified cars and their drivers lining the promenade. There were some cool cars to see, but I wasn't really digging the atmosphere of it, plus there were inevitably some idiots who were speeding around the drive showing off, and the whole show was causing traffic to slow down all along the seafront. For me, that was the only major minus point of the trip, I much prefer the seafront when it's quieter - it was still a good day on the whole though.
Day 3
Another early start, and that inevitable feeling of having to go home had very much kicked in, but me and Chris didn't let it get us down. After another nice breakfast, we quickly packed up our luggage and said our goodbyes and thanks to Joanne, and I couldn't resist making a thank you sketch for her, involving a certain blue bug.
We still had a fair bit of time left before we had to catch our train, so we headed back down to the South Bay for some more beach time, as well as picking up some souvenirs and a tasty meal of chips. I also decided to take a boat ride around the bay on a miniature pirate ship called the "Hispaniola", which gave some great views of the seafront. There was also the option to take to the waves on a high-speed jet boat, but we both decided to pass on that one, maybe next time though.
We chose to take the scenic walk back along Marine Drive to the North Bay, and again it was great weather for it, and it was a lot more pleasant with the aforementioned car show over and done with. It was time to head to Peasholm Park one last time, and this time the island was legitimately open, so we were able to take a full walk around it, and go right up to the Japanese gardens at the top, which looked beautiful, along with the colourful pagoda, which had a great view of the boating lake and park below.
After a little bit of persuasion, we headed across to Northstead Manor Gardens so I could have another first - after all those past trips of never doing so, I finally got to take a ride on the water chute, and it was short but very sweet, and I didn't get nearly as soaked as I thought I would! Following that, time was starting to get on, so we jumped on the bus for one last scenic drive to the South Bay, where we decided to go for the quicker option and took a short ride on one of the two remaining cliff lifts that ferry people from the bay to the town above - and before long, we were at the station, waiting for our train, complete with a curious seagull hanging around the platform. About two and half hours, another changeover in York and two train rides and a bus ride later, and that was our holiday done and dusted.
All in all, both me and Chris had a great time, spending some quality bro time together, and of course revisiting all the places in Scarborough that we knew and loved as kids, as well as the bonus visits to York and Whitby - and I can't recommend taking a visit to all three places enough.
You can see what we got up to, also - click on the links below and have a gander:
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 1
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 2
A Yorkshire Adventure - July 2015: Part 3
30/06/2015
June 2015
This June has certainly been a flaming one for me, but not just with the warmer temperatures - things are happening.
Myself and my fiancee Nicole finally got the word we were waiting for, my visa application has been approved - I will be getting an email before July 8 with instructions on what I need to do next, which will involve getting a medical and going down to London for a visa interview at the US Embassy. Also, the application has been processed quicker than we anticipated, which means I could now be moving to the US as soon as August rather than October as we originally thought. Honestly, words can't describe just how huge this is, and it's making it all the more real.
Unfortunately, there is a negative side to this - the original plan was that I would move there in October, then me and Nicole would come back to the UK and spend Christmas, New Year and my birthday with my family, however we've been advised that it wouldn't be a good idea to do so because of conditions with my visa. I'm not gonna lie, I was canny gutted about learning that, because now with the earlier date it means I have less time to spend with my family than I thought, and it's only going to make leaving them even more difficult, I am honestly dreading that day.
However, as disappointing as that is, I have to look at the positives too - I get to be with Nicole sooner, we get to spend Christmas and New Year with her family again, and it gives us more time to get settled in and for me to get used to the surroundings and the routine. And the fact that we get to be together is the most important part of all, and that's what my family told me.
On a completely different note, I've been hosting an art jam this month that's been all to do with dragons. I've liked dragons for a long time, I've always been fascinated by their mythical and legendary status, as well as their distinctive appearances - and it was because of a certain animated series involving dragons that first met Nicole, so they mean a lot to me on a personal level too. So please, spread the dragon love.
The weather's also been getting warmer as summer has well and truly kicked in, and needless to say I've been trying to have days out around my area as much as possible - and on the subject of travel, everything is all booked for me and my brother's July getaway to Scarborough, definitely looking forward to it.
So - my next blog may well be my last blog as a resident of my home country, so it'll be a memorable one one way or another. I'll keep you posted, and as always I'll leave you with a little bit of artwork, with a dragon theme of course.
Myself and my fiancee Nicole finally got the word we were waiting for, my visa application has been approved - I will be getting an email before July 8 with instructions on what I need to do next, which will involve getting a medical and going down to London for a visa interview at the US Embassy. Also, the application has been processed quicker than we anticipated, which means I could now be moving to the US as soon as August rather than October as we originally thought. Honestly, words can't describe just how huge this is, and it's making it all the more real.
Unfortunately, there is a negative side to this - the original plan was that I would move there in October, then me and Nicole would come back to the UK and spend Christmas, New Year and my birthday with my family, however we've been advised that it wouldn't be a good idea to do so because of conditions with my visa. I'm not gonna lie, I was canny gutted about learning that, because now with the earlier date it means I have less time to spend with my family than I thought, and it's only going to make leaving them even more difficult, I am honestly dreading that day.
However, as disappointing as that is, I have to look at the positives too - I get to be with Nicole sooner, we get to spend Christmas and New Year with her family again, and it gives us more time to get settled in and for me to get used to the surroundings and the routine. And the fact that we get to be together is the most important part of all, and that's what my family told me.
On a completely different note, I've been hosting an art jam this month that's been all to do with dragons. I've liked dragons for a long time, I've always been fascinated by their mythical and legendary status, as well as their distinctive appearances - and it was because of a certain animated series involving dragons that first met Nicole, so they mean a lot to me on a personal level too. So please, spread the dragon love.
The weather's also been getting warmer as summer has well and truly kicked in, and needless to say I've been trying to have days out around my area as much as possible - and on the subject of travel, everything is all booked for me and my brother's July getaway to Scarborough, definitely looking forward to it.
So - my next blog may well be my last blog as a resident of my home country, so it'll be a memorable one one way or another. I'll keep you posted, and as always I'll leave you with a little bit of artwork, with a dragon theme of course.
31/05/2015
May 2015
May's been very much a month of two halves - or more a case of it started ok, hit a bump in the middle, but got back up again towards the end.
On the negative side of things - the fruitless search for a job goes on, same old story there, and being made to attend a pointless session by a certain nameless place really hasn't helped, I've realised for a long time now that such things are only designed to help them, definitely not me or anyone in my position, and I'm sure there will be more where that came from. I'm just fed up of being under that thumb, being treated like a statistic instead of a person - but at the end of the day, I need the money, so I have no choice.
I've mentioned before about my anxiety, especially in social situations - it flared up quite badly during this month, because of my livestreams that I do weekly - I enjoy them, but only if I feel like it's fun and not a chore, and if there's hardly anyone there, or they're there but not saying much, or if there's trolls gatecrashing to ruin everything, then I don't enjoy them, and lately I haven't been enjoying doing my livestreams, they've just been making me stressed, so for the forseeable future I've decided to take a break from doing them, because I get the impression that no-one's really interested anymore - which may not be true, because I know some of my friends have been busy, and everyone has their own lives to be getting on with, so I apologise if that is the case, it's just that my nature always has me assuming the worst.
Then of course, there's the whole immigration process - still no word on that, though the lawyer did tell me and Nicole that it could take two months before we hear anything, so if nothing has been heard by the end of June, some serious poking will need to be done.
On the positive side, I've been having a bit of a nostalgia trip - a recent picture I made for JWthaMajestic's "Jurassic Times" art jam on DA reignited my interest in a film I went crazy about as a kid - "Jurassic Park", of course. Me and my brother were hooked on it, we kept watching it over and over, played the SNES game and had the toys, too. What's also set this off is of course the new film in the series, "Jurassic World", coming out at the cinemas in a couple of weeks, I'm very, very tempted to go and see it.
It hasn't just been Jurassic Park, though - there's been travel too. This month me and my brother decided to revisit an old place from our childhood, the small countryside hamlet of Hill End, up in Weardale. It was a place where our grandparents would bring us and our sisters during school holidays in the spring and summer, and we would spend hours sitting by the River Wear having a picnic, splashing around in the river under and over the bridge there, climbing up the hillside and exploring the small wood there.
It honestly hasn't changed at all, me and my brother were taken right back to those days. We were still able to climb that hill and get a great view of the area, we took plenty of photos, had a race up a hill, and heard the pins drop and our voices echo in my favourite place in the area, an old quarry. We even had a 99 each from the ice cream van, for old time's sake.
One of our reasons for going there were because of watching the latest series of "Inspector George Gently", a BBC crime drama set in north east England in the 1960s, one of the scenes in an episode was shot in Hill End, and me and my brother made a point of checking out that same spot. It's a really good drama, not just because of its setting (how many programmes on telly are set in County Durham? Exactly.), but also because of the great acting too, definitely worth watching. The other reason we went there? Because it had been too long since either of us were there last, and I'm glad we did go.
The travelling's not done there, either - something me and my brother have had planned for a while is now happening in July, we will be travelling down to another place from out childhood, the seaside town of Scarborough in North Yorkshire. You'll hear all about it in my July blog, of course.
Last but not least, here's my art jam entry that I mentioned above, and also the video from me and my brother's Hill End trip. Here's hoping it'll be a flaming June, and only in the weather sense.
On the negative side of things - the fruitless search for a job goes on, same old story there, and being made to attend a pointless session by a certain nameless place really hasn't helped, I've realised for a long time now that such things are only designed to help them, definitely not me or anyone in my position, and I'm sure there will be more where that came from. I'm just fed up of being under that thumb, being treated like a statistic instead of a person - but at the end of the day, I need the money, so I have no choice.
I've mentioned before about my anxiety, especially in social situations - it flared up quite badly during this month, because of my livestreams that I do weekly - I enjoy them, but only if I feel like it's fun and not a chore, and if there's hardly anyone there, or they're there but not saying much, or if there's trolls gatecrashing to ruin everything, then I don't enjoy them, and lately I haven't been enjoying doing my livestreams, they've just been making me stressed, so for the forseeable future I've decided to take a break from doing them, because I get the impression that no-one's really interested anymore - which may not be true, because I know some of my friends have been busy, and everyone has their own lives to be getting on with, so I apologise if that is the case, it's just that my nature always has me assuming the worst.
Then of course, there's the whole immigration process - still no word on that, though the lawyer did tell me and Nicole that it could take two months before we hear anything, so if nothing has been heard by the end of June, some serious poking will need to be done.
On the positive side, I've been having a bit of a nostalgia trip - a recent picture I made for JWthaMajestic's "Jurassic Times" art jam on DA reignited my interest in a film I went crazy about as a kid - "Jurassic Park", of course. Me and my brother were hooked on it, we kept watching it over and over, played the SNES game and had the toys, too. What's also set this off is of course the new film in the series, "Jurassic World", coming out at the cinemas in a couple of weeks, I'm very, very tempted to go and see it.
It hasn't just been Jurassic Park, though - there's been travel too. This month me and my brother decided to revisit an old place from our childhood, the small countryside hamlet of Hill End, up in Weardale. It was a place where our grandparents would bring us and our sisters during school holidays in the spring and summer, and we would spend hours sitting by the River Wear having a picnic, splashing around in the river under and over the bridge there, climbing up the hillside and exploring the small wood there.
It honestly hasn't changed at all, me and my brother were taken right back to those days. We were still able to climb that hill and get a great view of the area, we took plenty of photos, had a race up a hill, and heard the pins drop and our voices echo in my favourite place in the area, an old quarry. We even had a 99 each from the ice cream van, for old time's sake.
One of our reasons for going there were because of watching the latest series of "Inspector George Gently", a BBC crime drama set in north east England in the 1960s, one of the scenes in an episode was shot in Hill End, and me and my brother made a point of checking out that same spot. It's a really good drama, not just because of its setting (how many programmes on telly are set in County Durham? Exactly.), but also because of the great acting too, definitely worth watching. The other reason we went there? Because it had been too long since either of us were there last, and I'm glad we did go.
The travelling's not done there, either - something me and my brother have had planned for a while is now happening in July, we will be travelling down to another place from out childhood, the seaside town of Scarborough in North Yorkshire. You'll hear all about it in my July blog, of course.
Last but not least, here's my art jam entry that I mentioned above, and also the video from me and my brother's Hill End trip. Here's hoping it'll be a flaming June, and only in the weather sense.
30/04/2015
April 2015
I can safely say that this April was far better than last month -
I think I needed this month to happen after all of what happened in March.
The main reason it was better was because my time on a certain scheme finally ended on the 15th, I'd been on it since the middle of October, with a break in between for my Christmas trip to the US, and I am honestly just glad that it's over and done with. As it stands I'm now back to simply looking for a job, the cycle has pretty much started over, so I guess that's all I can do for the time being.
I've found that since I finished I've been feeling a lot better mood-wise - when I was on my work placement I was feeling very stressed and downbeat because I felt like I was doing a lot for very little, and it was also having an effect on how I interacted with friends online and in person, but since it ended it hasn't been so bad - and again, I apologise to any of my online or offline friends who I might've upset because of that.
Another part of what's helped my mood was the middle part of this month, some glorious weather arrived in my neck of the woods for a week or so, which meant I was able to get out walking to my favourite place to walk, the Deerness Valley Way, as well as one trip to the beach at Tynemouth. I really want to be able to see as much of those places as I can before the inevitable.
Speaking of the inevitable, me and Nicole have had some great news on that front - the immigration process is now under way, the payment has been made, so that means all we can do now is wait for them to contact us with the next step, which will involve me having to go for a medical check-up, and travelling down to London for an interview at the US Embassy, along with anything else that might crop up that we don't know about. Obviously, I'll keep you posted on how that goes.
Last but not least, this month had one clear highlight, and this was something that had been planned for a couple of months (why I didn't mention it, I have no idea) - on the 18th, I travelled down to York in North Yorkshire to meet up with not one, but four friends from DeviantArt, two of whom I'd met previously (Granitoons and Dracorum-Order), and two I was meeting for the first time (TopperHay and LaptopGeek). It was also my first time visiting York, so it was like killing two birds with one stone, as the saying goes.
York was a very interesting city, very similar to Durham with its oldy-worldly architecture, and it was very busy too with buskers, markets, performers and stag/hen parties (Hey, it was a Saturday.) We had a couple of meals at a traditional English pub and a wine/cheese bar; checked out a bric-a-brac shop packed with lots of assorted furniture, toys and treasures from the past; walked along York's distinctive city walls; paid a visit to York's most famous landmark York Minster, and most importantly of all, we had some quality drawing time. Three of us also brought some mascots for the occasion as well (LaptopGeek's Humphrey the train, Dracorum-Order's dragonvelope, and my own character Flyer of course). Aside from a momentary blip later on in the day, it was for the absolute most part a fun time had by all, I only wish we could rewind and do it all over again. If you'd like to see what we got up to, you can watch my video of the whole thing right here.
As always, I'll leave you with a bit of artwork from this month - a little cartoon/real-life crossover I put together, inspired by a place in York (I'm sure you can guess why.) Hopefully there'll be no Mayday calls in May.
I think I needed this month to happen after all of what happened in March.
The main reason it was better was because my time on a certain scheme finally ended on the 15th, I'd been on it since the middle of October, with a break in between for my Christmas trip to the US, and I am honestly just glad that it's over and done with. As it stands I'm now back to simply looking for a job, the cycle has pretty much started over, so I guess that's all I can do for the time being.
I've found that since I finished I've been feeling a lot better mood-wise - when I was on my work placement I was feeling very stressed and downbeat because I felt like I was doing a lot for very little, and it was also having an effect on how I interacted with friends online and in person, but since it ended it hasn't been so bad - and again, I apologise to any of my online or offline friends who I might've upset because of that.
Another part of what's helped my mood was the middle part of this month, some glorious weather arrived in my neck of the woods for a week or so, which meant I was able to get out walking to my favourite place to walk, the Deerness Valley Way, as well as one trip to the beach at Tynemouth. I really want to be able to see as much of those places as I can before the inevitable.
Speaking of the inevitable, me and Nicole have had some great news on that front - the immigration process is now under way, the payment has been made, so that means all we can do now is wait for them to contact us with the next step, which will involve me having to go for a medical check-up, and travelling down to London for an interview at the US Embassy, along with anything else that might crop up that we don't know about. Obviously, I'll keep you posted on how that goes.
Last but not least, this month had one clear highlight, and this was something that had been planned for a couple of months (why I didn't mention it, I have no idea) - on the 18th, I travelled down to York in North Yorkshire to meet up with not one, but four friends from DeviantArt, two of whom I'd met previously (Granitoons and Dracorum-Order), and two I was meeting for the first time (TopperHay and LaptopGeek). It was also my first time visiting York, so it was like killing two birds with one stone, as the saying goes.
York was a very interesting city, very similar to Durham with its oldy-worldly architecture, and it was very busy too with buskers, markets, performers and stag/hen parties (Hey, it was a Saturday.) We had a couple of meals at a traditional English pub and a wine/cheese bar; checked out a bric-a-brac shop packed with lots of assorted furniture, toys and treasures from the past; walked along York's distinctive city walls; paid a visit to York's most famous landmark York Minster, and most importantly of all, we had some quality drawing time. Three of us also brought some mascots for the occasion as well (LaptopGeek's Humphrey the train, Dracorum-Order's dragonvelope, and my own character Flyer of course). Aside from a momentary blip later on in the day, it was for the absolute most part a fun time had by all, I only wish we could rewind and do it all over again. If you'd like to see what we got up to, you can watch my video of the whole thing right here.
As always, I'll leave you with a bit of artwork from this month - a little cartoon/real-life crossover I put together, inspired by a place in York (I'm sure you can guess why.) Hopefully there'll be no Mayday calls in May.
31/03/2015
March 2015
I wish I could start this blog off on a positive note, I really do - but I'm not gonna sugarcoat anything.
All the anxiety of February has still been there, and it's caused things to come to head with my work placement - over the last few weeks I've felt invisible except when I'm needed to do something, and one of my managers in the shop was really making me feel that way more than others, which resulted in me being stressed almost every day I was in the shop. I ended up telling her that I had a problem with her attitude, and she seemed very surprised by that. We did clear the air though and sorted those differences - except we didn't, because just right at the end of this month, with two weeks left to go on the placement, they gave me (and my sister, who hadn't done anything wrong) the sack, apparently because of my stress issues, however I found out that the assistant manager had gone behind my back and as good as reported me for speaking my mind. Well you know what, I was getting sick of being there anyway, so as far as I'm concerned they can take that job and shove it - I've already said my feelings on this whole "community work placement" BS, it's designed to help everyone but us employed "losers", and I'm sick to death of being under the thumb of these piece of crap schemes. I just pray for the day that I don't have to deal with that anymore.
This is why I've been very moody lately, and I feel like I've alienated my online friends with the way I've been. I don't mean to be that way, but at the end of the day I can't just simply turn off the way I'm feeling - but I'm sorry if I have hurt anyone in any way because of this.
The process of applying for my move to the US has hit a delay, which hasn't helped things, and I know it's not how either me or Nicole wanted things to turn out, and I think that the wait is starting to get to us both, to be honest - but what happens will happen, and we both have to keep on with this, knowing that the wait will be worth it in the end.
All in all, I'm just trying to keep on going, because that's all I can do - it's all anyone can do when they're not 100%.
This month hasn't been without its good moments though - today marks the 10th anniversary of the day I stumbled upon a little website called DeviantArt, and made the decision to join up and show my cartoon creations to the world, and it's safe to say that a lot has happened since then. If I hadn't joined, I might never have met so many of the people on DA that I now call my friends, and I might never have gotten to to certain things that I've done in the last 10 years - in other words, artwork wasn't the only thing joining DA helped me with.
I'll leave you with a group shot of my creations that I made to mark the occasion - here's to another decade of deviousness, and here's to keeping calm and carrying on as best as possible,
All the anxiety of February has still been there, and it's caused things to come to head with my work placement - over the last few weeks I've felt invisible except when I'm needed to do something, and one of my managers in the shop was really making me feel that way more than others, which resulted in me being stressed almost every day I was in the shop. I ended up telling her that I had a problem with her attitude, and she seemed very surprised by that. We did clear the air though and sorted those differences - except we didn't, because just right at the end of this month, with two weeks left to go on the placement, they gave me (and my sister, who hadn't done anything wrong) the sack, apparently because of my stress issues, however I found out that the assistant manager had gone behind my back and as good as reported me for speaking my mind. Well you know what, I was getting sick of being there anyway, so as far as I'm concerned they can take that job and shove it - I've already said my feelings on this whole "community work placement" BS, it's designed to help everyone but us employed "losers", and I'm sick to death of being under the thumb of these piece of crap schemes. I just pray for the day that I don't have to deal with that anymore.
This is why I've been very moody lately, and I feel like I've alienated my online friends with the way I've been. I don't mean to be that way, but at the end of the day I can't just simply turn off the way I'm feeling - but I'm sorry if I have hurt anyone in any way because of this.
The process of applying for my move to the US has hit a delay, which hasn't helped things, and I know it's not how either me or Nicole wanted things to turn out, and I think that the wait is starting to get to us both, to be honest - but what happens will happen, and we both have to keep on with this, knowing that the wait will be worth it in the end.
All in all, I'm just trying to keep on going, because that's all I can do - it's all anyone can do when they're not 100%.
This month hasn't been without its good moments though - today marks the 10th anniversary of the day I stumbled upon a little website called DeviantArt, and made the decision to join up and show my cartoon creations to the world, and it's safe to say that a lot has happened since then. If I hadn't joined, I might never have met so many of the people on DA that I now call my friends, and I might never have gotten to to certain things that I've done in the last 10 years - in other words, artwork wasn't the only thing joining DA helped me with.
I'll leave you with a group shot of my creations that I made to mark the occasion - here's to another decade of deviousness, and here's to keeping calm and carrying on as best as possible,
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