The Adventure Continues...

Rants, raves and random observations from an itinerant epidemiologist.

100 in 1000
  1. Spend a week up a mountain learning to ski
  2. Visit Karoline's place in Moravia
  3. Hold a conversation in Czech (only)
  4. Drink 500ml of each of the following beers:
    1. Pilsner
    2. Staroprammen
    3. Budvar
    4. Velke Popovice
    5. U Fleku
    6. Gambrinus
    7. Krusovice
  5. Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are also acceptable)
  6. Travel across the Atlantic
  7. Return to South America
  8. Read a book to, or with, an impressionably aged child
  9. Participate in one NanoWriMo Challenge and come within at least 10,000 words of the goal length
  10. Have my nose pierced
  11. Have my next tattoo drawn
  12. Purchase the perfect jeans (x 2 pairs)
  13. Attend a spin class 3 times a week for 8 consecutive weeks
  14. Bake Viv's cheesecake
  15. Make David's casserole
  16. Make David's Chicken Cashew-nut Stirfry
  17. Invite 4 people who don't know one another too well to dinner
  18. Ride from Vienna to Venice on a motorbike (pillion acceptable, those less desirable)
  19. Attend a book group for at least two books
  20. Go on a choir weekend (learn and perform difficult piece in two/three days)
  21. Visit Madame Tussaud's (in London)
  22. Take an architecture appreciation course
  23. Join an all-girl group and sing a solo
  24. Publish in a scientific journal (top two authors)
  25. Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'.
  26. Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary Practise
  27. Have a pedicure
  28. Maintain a Brazilian (ouch) for three months.
  29. Find a trustworthy Czech hairdresser
  30. Treat my inner-6-year-old twice a week (at least)
  31. Do the liver-cleansing diet properly (12 weeks)
  32. Don't eat out for one month
  33. Find a flat and flatmate
  34. Purchase one Joseph sweater
  35. Purchase one of the following pairs of designer shoes (they MUST also be COMFORTABLE, and be able to be worn with 4 different outfits and 2 types of occasion): Jimmy Choos, Manolo Blahniks, Christian Louboutin (Ebay or 2nd hand are acceptable)
  36. Send 5 books to the booksphere and track them.
  37. Go hanggliding
  38. Read 10 'classic' books (from 1001 Books to Read before you Die)
    1. Moll Flanders
    2. Everything is illuminated
    3. Madam Bovary
    4. Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance
    5. Catch-22
    6. Odysseus
    7. On the Road
  1. Run (non-stop!) for 5kms outside (preferably in a street race thingy)
  2. Send Christmas Cards on time
  3. Make a collage/mural out of street lights on my wall
  4. Buy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in it
  5. Go to Africa
  6. Host an 'event' (classified as and when)
  7. Organise a 30th Birthday Party
  8. Wear a costume
  9. Sing on stage
  10. Buy a painting that evokes memories of Prague (cannot involve queues!)
  11. Learn a god-damned card game that stays in my memory (other than fish/snap)
  12. See sunrise. Be sober. Have woken for it. Excludes months Nov-Mar
  13. Take a walk and flip coins at each intersection
  14. Win something
  15. Draft a will
  16. Take a roadtrip
  17. Go to Italy already
  18. Sea Kayak around Abel Tasman Park (NZ)
  19. Get plants
  20. Take a train to another Eastern European Destination (accession countries are acceptable) alone preferably.
  21. Get UK to give me a provisional motorcyclists license and simultaneously get a 'card' license.
  22. Go SCUBA diving again - at least two dives lasting 30mins each.
  23. Go to a dentist. *sigh*
  24. Do a Czech Wine Trail. And live to tell the tale
  25. Make an 'outbreak emergency kit'.
  26. Go to bed prior to 11pm every night (inc weekends) for four consecutive weeks.
  27. Marvel over lack of tiredness
  28. Dine at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant (or Nobu)- preferably for free.
  29. Bet on the nags
  30. Do something for charity (applying and getting a 'red card' will count)
  31. Walk along the Champs Elysee
  32. Do 100 sit ups in a row
  33. Do 50 pressups (arms in tight)
  34. Make branston pickle (or nearest substitute)
  35. Cook something 'new' and 'adventurous' at least once a month
  36. Find a mentor
  37. Be a mentor
  38. Learn what mentoring is all about
  39. Meet an online person in real life
  40. Resist the flirt. Once. Just one night. It's okay if people don't immediately succumb to my natural charm. Really it is.
  41. Spend time at a spa (spa towns in the CR don't count)
  42. Send a care package to someone
  43. Get a Tata Bojs CD
  45. Order new contact lenses.
  46. Make a list of things I take with me when I pack for different occasions
  47. Eat lobster. Prepared by someone else.
  48. Back up the blog
  49. Put everything onto an external hard drive
  50. Find a DDR mat and console and 'dance, I say dance!'�
  51. Go to the beach and lie on the warm sand. For an hour. (with sunscreen on, natch)
  52. Take and complete a course in either: Tango, Salsa or Flamenco
  53. Join the Municipal Library of Prague
  54. Move to another country
  55. Go to a live concert of a band I actually like
  56. Pay off debts (student loan excl.)
  57. Send thank you cards for every gift I receive (other than the gift of happiness, blah blah blah).
  58. Get an agent (literary or theatre)
  59. Go to a sports bar without cringing, by personal choice
  60. Ride a rollercoaster
  61. Hold a snake
  62. Spend a day wandering around a museum (not art gallery!)
Automatic Doors; Proceed with Caution!
Saturday, 16 September 2006

One of the things about having lived the life I've lived (dear god, I sound as though I'm writing my own autobiogr...wait...I am!) is that it's been full of many "sliding doors" moments, some of them were even of my own choosing.

This seldom actually occurs to me, I try to keep myself so preoccupied with living life that I run out of time (or sober moments) for retro(intro)spection. However, I'm currently reading a book called "The Invisible Girl". It's about a young woman, from a broken home, who developed her talents for comedy so well that she was writing for the BBC at 14, and a permanent staff (for things like Spitting Image et. al.) writer at 17! Insane. The level of control she maintained on her life extended to her consumption of nutrients, and, eventually, she died at 26 when her heart failed - having lived with anorexia nervosa for many, many years.
Her name was Deborah A Barham.

Anyway. Despite her life not, in any way, resembling mine, I find myself wondering exactly what would have happened had we not moved across the world when I was 6, to an unfriendly, unwelcoming triplet of islands in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Would my sense of humour have developed differently? Would I have actually honed and developed my writing 'talent' (okay, wannabeness-esque-ocity) and entered many competitions as the precocious child I was? Or would I have simply "given up" as I did in my new home, knowing that my attempts were ill-desired and ill-recieved at school? Would I have pursued a career in something that meant I would have an opportunity to actually stay at home for more than 2 consecutive weeks, sleeping in my own bed? Or would I have gone the art route, would I have taken my love of melodrama to stage schools? RADA? Would I be a different person, or would I be the same person with a different life? Would I be as unfulfilled as I currently feel? Or would I have my own family by now, an acceptable career and a pension plan? (or at least, enough cash to pay my tax bill at the end of the year). Would I have a lover who challenged and supported me in equal measure? Would I, at least, be thin?

Who would I be? All terribly interesing questions to ponder, to distract myself from the usual 'who am I?'.

posted by Nomes @ Saturday, September 16, 2006  
  • At 12:47 pm, September 23, 2006, Blogger Mums said…

    Hi GNomes,

    We're back, I'm back, so I can start writing on your blog - though you seem to have mislaid your blogability recently. Seems you've been somewhat tied up with translating my texts.

    But you'd better let all your blog readers know that your Pa is on the road to recovery, which will be slow, taking at least six weeks before he can drive even, but given the alternative.....

    Thank you to all those who held us in their thoughts and prayers. They are much appreciated.

    And to you Daughter Dear, very many thanks for always being on the end of a text message. You have no idea how comforting that was. I can only imagine how hard it must have been for you and your siblings, being cut off from the action as it were. I remember the feeling oh so well when your Pa went in for his angiogram, let alone serious surgery.

    So, take a breather, and get yourself a latte - if you can find one in sunny Prague (it rained the whole five days I was there!) Failing that, take yourself off to the Pancake house for breakfast and have an Aussie Champers - you deserve it.

    Much love from your slightly less frazzled, Mamma

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