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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!)
Airport Centipedes
Sunday, 25 February 2007

Leg 1: Taxi from Veyrier du Lac to Geneva airport

Leg 2: Queue for days to check my red and black, newly fixed, backpack into the underbelly of the plane.

Leg 3: Discover that the ONLY watch I’m going to be happy wearing costs 650E, and was (thankfully) ‘out of stock at the airport’.

Leg 4: Wait, interminally (ha ha, airport joke) for my plane to arrive from somewhere.

Leg 5: take off to Munich, VERY late – due to arrive at gate H21. Plan strategy with air stewardess for dashing from H21 to H22 in minimal time…where the flight to Belgrade was waiting…

Leg 6: taxi towards H21 in Munich. Wave to the people taxiing FROM H22 in Munich.

Leg 7: head towards service centre.

Leg 8: head towards service centre on the OTHER side of the airport after finding the first one closed.

Leg 9: speak to agent at desk 4.

Leg 10: speak to agent at desk 10. Discuss the options of arriving in Belgrade at midnight….or ‘maybe before that, if we rush’, and with the instructions “you’ll have to check in at the next airport”. Hmmm….

Leg 11: mentally whisper ‘farewell’ to my bag, my toiletries, my toothbrush.

Leg 12: leg it to Gate G48.

Leg 13: remove all electronic componentry from backpack. Dump in blue bin. Drink a litre of water (didn’t expect to have to go through security again after having been within the ‘airside’ zone of airports since 10:30am – silly me). Walk through gate.

Leg 14: develop need to pee. Beep loudly.

Leg 15: be swooshed by the magic wand of beep. Remove belt. Remove shoes (that didn’t beep at Prague or Geneva airport). Curse the Germans (quietly, and excluding Andreas).

Leg 16: retrieve shoes. Relace. Repack. Redress. Regain modicum of dignity. Head to gate.

Leg 17: arrive second to last, and yet wait on bus under the armpit of smelly man. SMS taxi driver who’s collecting me from the airport with flight changes. Send sms in Czech AND English to be smart.

Leg 18: bus across town (MOTORWAY!?) to tiniest plane on planet (Dad could fly this sucker. Hell, I could probably fly the damned thing – with a remote control!).

Leg 19: sit with knees under chin en route to Zurich (yes, very close to Geneva, glad you noticed).

Leg 20: arrive in Zurich, ask ground staff in halting French (why? I don’t know, I thought I’d like to add a communication aspect to my multifactorial problem) whether they thought I’d have to go collect my bag BEFORE checking in (i.e. go ‘public side’)

Leg 21: roll up at the Zurich transfer desk (airside) with unaccountable tears slowly trickling down face.

Leg 22: under strict instructions to “pull it together, Nomes!” ask the kind lady whether I needed to leave the airport to check-in, and whether my bag was in the same hemisphere as me.

Leg 23: be checked in on the “last seat on the plane” and make way to gate.

Leg 24: take train.

Leg 25: go up longest escalator in world, having previously checked gate number to ensure was on correct side…

Leg 26: turn around, go back, due to correct side being closed as plane already boarding.

Leg 27: approach security check (!?!?!?!?!). Ask whether they knew if my gate had closed or not. Be informed (in a very brusque manner, possibly matching my own) that ‘we don’t know’. Strip. Empty bag. Drink yet another 500mls of water (still no toilet stop…starting to walk cross-legged).

Leg 28: reclothe. Repack. Re-wish all airport security staff would curl up in a hole and die. Especially the one who told me I couldn’t put my shoes on on the counter, which was where they were sitting moments previously having been X-rayed. Just explain to me the logic, and I’ll be happier. Don’t HAVE any logic, and I get annoyed.

Leg 29: bolt to gate E46.

Leg 30: skid to halt in front of desk and ask whether they can track my belongings. Find out that my belongings are ‘on their way’. 5mins later (queue), be informed that they ‘probably won’t make it’ and I’ll ‘have to file a report in Belgrade.

Leg 31: Enter plane. Sit next to crazy old lady who reads from a Russian prayer book and does the sign of the cross backwards (freaky) as she takes her first flight.

Leg 32: hold her hand for takeoff.

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posted by Nomes @ Sunday, February 25, 2007  
  • At 1:09 am, February 26, 2007, Blogger Mums said…

    Hi GNomes,

    Sounds like you have even more difficulties with travelling than your Father - hot coffee in lap notwithstanding. Maybe I do a lot of the smoothing for your Pa?

    Having said that I'm having real troubles getting our tickets to Doha arranged - mainly because your Pa keeps changing his mind as to whether we should spend the extra cash. It's going to cost us $600 just to alter our already paid for tickets! Then we have to pay for the Mumbai to Doha leg.

    No doubt it will get sorted in the end, but this week is a shambles AGAIN. Ron was supposed to be going for a meeting in Brisbane today, but that was cancelled. Then we were both going down, me for a visit, he for a training schedule. But that was cancelled. So I'm not sure if I'm coming or going at this point.

    Pretty much like you I guess. I do hope you get your luggage fairly soon, otherwise it's an expensive business this travelling isn't it?

    Better get on and make lunch, or rather organise it for later. It takes a fair bit of organising so that we have a hot meal after swimming, but picnic-ing in the car. All good fun. At least I am back up to my 40 lengths in 30 minutes, which is very pleaseing, even if it has taken me four months to get there. Better late as they say.

    Love n stuff, Mamma

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