Today is the 10th anniversary of New Who. Or for me, it tells me it was ten years ago that I went to Australia (where did the time go?). The fact that there's been no way I could get on a plane for the past six years that makes it more poignant.
I left on Maundy Thursday and arrived early on Easter Saturday, after travelling for about 24 hours. I spent Saturday trying to stay awake, playing with my aunt's dog and marvelling at how quiet the city centre was on a Saturday (Adelaide is a small city). So I was asleep (just about - the unfamiliar dawn chorus was hard to sleep through) on Sunday morning when Doctor Who was on, on the other side of the world. When I spoke to my parents in the evening they told me it was funny and they'd keep watching.
I was in Australia for three weeks, so I had four episodes to watch by the time I got home.
I want to go back one day, but I get travel sick on planes at the best of times, so I don't know. However, some investigation of the Eurostar website tells me that I can get to most of Western Europe in the same time I can get to Scotland by train. From here, Paris and Brussels are only about three hours away, and Munich (where I have two friends living) involves changing twice (not including London) and only takes about seven hours. Which ok, is a long time to be travelling, but if you have to change trains, you might as well stop off.
The Eurostar website gives you train times to France, Germany, Switzerland and the Netherlands. They included non-Eurostar trains, so even from there you could change and go somewhere else. Plus being able to get on a train and get off in another country is a novelty when you live on an island.
My passport runs out this year, having not been used for nearly six and a half years. But it turns out there are reasons to renew it.
Mirrored from my blog.