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ImportStrings.com


Teaser?

Buying a guitar with Richie the other day inspired me to get a few guitars out and start putting a bit of love into them (all of my guitars are so dirty and abused). My Jackson Flying V’s my fave guitar, it’s just got such a fast neck but I’ve worn a fret down which is pricey to fix and it’s also impossible to sit down and play (it’s got a “V” shaped body). My Fender Strat is a Korean Squire which I’d happily trade for an American one and my ESP LTD is shithouse. It’s not got a fast neck (although it should as it’s a metal shredder) and it’s got no tone at all, just completely flat.

Despite being a cheap Strat, the Fender has great tone and it’s lovely to play which makes me want to run out and buy a pimp one but I also want a shredder so I dropped Dave at ImportStrings.com a message to see if he could help me out.

My mates Chris (he used to be the sales guy at IS Motor Racing who look after my GT-R) and Dave have been importing immaculate rare guitars from Japan for a couple of years now. I designed their logo and site at mates rates and they’ve been doing great ever since they started. Dave was more than happy to help out and instantly started to send me images of guitars available in left handed versions. After a bit of discussion both online and on the phone he presented me with a killer guitar which I think fits the bill perfectly. I’ve put the money down and it should be here in a few weeks from now. I’m excited!

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Back on the saddle


BMU hits the Dam.

Last night I got to sleep at 11.30PM and woke up at 3AM but instead of getting out of bed like I have been the past week I forced myself to stay in it and slept through until 5.45AM so it’s looking like I’m back on track. I had a piece of toast, a coffee, packed the Reign into the Jazz and set off to meet the guys at Manly Dam.

It started raining as soon as I got out of the car but it stopped before we set off on our ride. We had 9 guys with us this morning (I like riding in big groups). For the 1st half I was feeling AOK. My legs were fine but I was having trouble breathing. It felt like I was missing about 15% of my lung capacity but I still managed to stay in the middle of the pack.

We ran into another large group of riders and one guy was walking it up the techy 3 step section which was once such a challenge for me. I didn’t hop off the bike and managed to get up it at walking pace behind him which felt pretty good but after the big uphill (heartbreak hill they call it) I just died.

I got up the hill, but that was more mental strength than physical. When I stopped at the top I got dizzy and came so close to throwing up (I’ve never come so close to throwing up on a ride before). It felt like I wasn’t going to get any better but once I started pedalling I found that the sick feeling went away and I actually felt better (lesson learnt there). I stayed at the very back of the pack until the end haha.

Great ride, great to be back on the bike and I’m looking forward to getting my fitness levels back up there again for sure.

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3 Week Europe Trip – Videos

I only managed to take a few little clips, hope you enjoy them!


Foose action between Richie and Christina in Rome.


There were so many awesome street musicians in Barcelona. I’d never seen some of the instruments they were playing so seeing them and hearing it all was a massive treat. These guys in this clip were going off. The guitarist/singer was sitting on a wooden box which he set up like a drum kit and the bass player, well just look at him. Eyes shut and totally feeling it.


The long lift ride to the Eiffel Tower Restaurant.


At night on the hour the tower would dazzle.


Crazy Paris traffic on this huge roundabout at the Arc de Triomphe.

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Guitar Hero


Fender Strats at Allans.

Yesterday I helped Richie buy his first electric guitar.

Richie’s a great sax player (he used to play for Watussi) but lately he’s been playing a bit of accoustic guitar. On his birthday a month back I cheekily bought him a wah wah pedal so all he needed to do was go out and buy his own guitar + amp, and that we did yesterday.

Richie had a decent offer from the guys in Bondi Junction on a standard Fender Stratocaster (USA made) with amp but he wanted to head into the CBD to visit Allans. I didn’t expect Allans to move so much on a package, they’re inner city (rent must be insane) and the shop feels almost corporate. We waited a while before we got served but the guy was helpful, the deal was OK but the vibe just wasn’t right. We blew $25 on parking in a carpark ($25 for under 1hr, it’s a crime) and we set off to visit Billy Hydes.

The range of guitars at Billy Hydes was superior, the sales guys were passionate guitarists themselves and the service was awesome (no ego, just great guys). Jeff looked after Richie and I and Richie scored a killer deal on a brand new USA made standard strat with a nice sunburst finish and rosewood fretboard. The guitar came with a Fender strap, a Fender hardcase (great quality flight case too) a lead and the deal included a great Roland Cube 30 amp with built in effects, a guitar stand, 2 extra leads, a guitar service kit and some decent headphones too.

Richie’s a happy man! I’m happy for him too, what an awesome 1st guitar, should last him a lifetime.

On another note, the other night my iPhone’s keyboard played up on me. For some reason I couldn’t get the “Q” key on the keyboard to work, that functions as the “1” key too which stopped me from entering my password into an application, mega frustrating.

I hard restarted the thing a few times, updated the software and it was still bung so I then hit Google. It turns out that there were many cases of dead touchscreen issues with the last iPhone and Apple were quick to replace these phones. My phone’s a new 3gs one though. I posted this up on Facebook and a couple of guys chimed in on having issues with their new phones, and that they had taken their phones into the Apple Centre which solved the issues they were having. One guy said he’s had a few problems but he still loves his iPhone… that smells like brand loyalty to me (hey I’ve been there before).


So when Richie and I were in the city I thought I’d drop into the Apple Centre on George St. I hadn’t checked it out in any case.

We were greeted by an uber geek who, once I told my problem, instantly assumed I was stupid. Despite confirming that I have restarted the phone multiple times he restarted my phone, then he proceeded to praise how awesome the new (broken) 3gs phone is because it started up so fast. After playing with the phone, wasting my time and recognising the problem he finally said I had to speak to an Apple “Genius”, they are the guys wearing the Orange T’Shirts.

Great?! So off I went to the 2nd floor to find a guy wearing an orange T-Shirt, one greeted me right away. I had to tell and show him the problems on the phone and he said that there was nothing he could do for me until next Saturday at 6pm.

I have to admit I’m pretty angry about this. I used to be a HUGE mac geek and I’ve only converted to PC’s in the past 5 or so years. This phone’s the first Apple product I’ve bought since then and 2 months in it has crapped out on me and all the crap experiences I had all those years ago in Apple Centres came flooding back to memory. I’ve never had a mobile phone crap out on me before, nor have I ever spent so much money on one. /Vent.

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Artistic Cycling

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3 Week Europe Trip – Barcelona > Paris

Paris! So much to say but my head still hurts from the lack of sleep. I’ve only been getting about 4 hours sleep/night since I’ve been back. I have no idea what is wrong with me. I’d like some valium. Please?

I’ll post pics up in any case. Text to come.


YARLY!


I spotted this magazine at the newsagent leaving Barcelona. Years ago I got together with a few mates to pitch a new magazine to be titled “BIONIC” to a few publishers, we almost signed a deal. Here’s the mock cover I did for our Bionic Magazine.


The street we were staying on leads directly to the Moulin Roughe/Red Light District.


Paris also offers a bike sharing system called Vélib’ with more than 20,000 public bicycles distributed at 1,450 parking stations


First thing we did was hit a local Patisserie.


Then we hit the booze! Bordeux oooh yeah!


The apartment was aesthetically the best of the 3, it even had a grand piano (!) but it was rather hot and noisy.


Jamie and Richie get some chillax time in.


City plans for more car free roads.


Ah quiet streets, a breath of fresh air after the insanity that was Barcelona.


The Moulin Rouge. The red light district in Paris was so tame coming from Barcelona. We got to see a show, with dinner and it was mad fun, so cheesey, but so fun.


Mum went wild shopping in Galeries Lafayette.


Trains are so so so easy to catch in Paris, we were on the trains every day.


The Arc de Triomphe circuit was still fresh in my head from this years Tour de France Paris stage. Suga and I did the huge walk down the Champs-Élysées from the Arc to the Louvre.


Mum going ape at Chanel on the Champs-Élysées.


Toyota had a showroom on the Champs-Élysées. This is the solar panel roof on the new Prius.


A concept car.


And another.


Renault also had a showroom, this thing was super tasty.


So was this!


New Clio had really nice race seats but they were mounted so damn high, such a shame they can’t get it right.


One of many bridges over the Seine river.


Another one! This one was at the Place de la Concorde.


Place de la Concorde.


Fountain detail.


Fountain detail.


Almost at the Louvre.


The Louvre. The modern pyramid stands out like dogs balls in real life.


Peugeots. Motorized and not.


This one night we gave in to Sushi as it’s all over Paris, in fact it was nearly impossible to find French food!


Wasted on many rounds of Sake I spotted this poster, the date was the day after and it was in our suburb! Fuck me I was psyched to watch some UCI DH action!!!


In the morning we headed up to the Sacré-Cœur Basilica which is pictured in the background of the Mountain Bike poster.


Yes I had found the bikes, right at the base of the church too but hey, these aren’t DH bikes?!


We took a great position at a cafe and yup, it wasn’t DH, instead it was XC and the DH is to be held next year (talk about false advertising!!!).


The XC was run like a time triel with a rider setting off every minute, this made for damn boring viewing. Shame as the location was so amazing.


Yawn. Where the downhill at?!


We walked around and found the tricky start which was down a set of stairs.


There was a Dali exhibit here too, but it was nowhere near as good as the one in Barcelona.


Art Nouveau style train station entrances were great.


Awesome huh?


On the boat!


The river cruise was well worth it, so beautiful. If you ever go to Paris, do it and do it at sunset.


The tower.


For a minute every hour at night the tower goes into a crazy razzle dazzle light show.


The next day we entered the Louvre. This is the massive crowd around the Mona Lisa.


In true mosh pit style Suga and I got to the front and even then we weren’t close enough to it.


We had lucn at Phillipe Starck’s bar, it wasn’t that impressive by day.


The Sainte Chapelle was mighty impressive.


But the Notre-Dame was the most impressive in my opinion. Despite having a museum card, which lets you avoid the queue we still had to line up for 1.5hours to get in. And once you get in you understand why. It’s 387 steps to the top and the steps spiral up in a very very tight stairway which even for me felt a little claustrophobic. Coming down the steps was somehow even worse.


Gargoyle on the 1st level.


Little door into the bell tower.


The wooden bell tower was awesome. You just imagined the hunchback swinging around in here.


Massive bell.


The stairway up.


387 steps. You can see how small the steps are and how tight it is in there.


Up the top, people in the queues below look like ants.


Ah Paris.


Mum treated us all to dinner at the Eiffel Tower which we booked months ago (it’s booked out for 3 months in advance). We all got pimped up, was strange to do so as we’d been wearing thongs and T’s for the whole trip so far.


I thought it was going to be a dark green for some reason.


We jumped the queue and headed straight for a special lift which only goes to the restaurant.


Super pimp carbon fibre chairs designed by Pininfarina (the company behind many beautiful cars such as Ferrari, Maserati, Rolls-Royce, Cadillac, Jaguar, Volvo, Alfa Romeo, and Lancia)!


I’ll take one, please?


I had the frogs legs for entree, so pretty and tasted great!


Jamie and Richie got the steaks, which were awesome.


Check the chips that came with the steaks.


My veal was yum.


Christina’s pigeon was the best pigeon I’ve tasted.


Dessert.


$847 EUROS! Heart attack material! The meal was damn awesome though, so much more than we had expected (especially considering that our very own Centrepoint Tower restaurant serves up shit on a plate and rapes you wallet too).


When we got down to the bottom it was night and the tower was lit up.


The next day we took a long train trip out of the city to the Palace of Versailles. It was super hot that day and the crowd got the better of me, killer wasps trying to get up my shorts were annoying too. I had a crap time and wished I was back spending more time at the Louvre instead. Still, it was an impressive palace with an even more impressive garden.


Spotted.


We also went to the Paris Erotic Museum which was a lot better than the tiny one in Barcelona. These are photos of Jean-Pierre Ceytaire’s great work.


Pnau stole more than Miles Davis’ riffs, they also stole this album cover art.


Pocket bikes race off the lights outside our apartment.


The Centre Pompidou was super impressive. Designed by Richard Rogers and Renzo Piano it hangs everything on the outside. A massive structural expressionist cast exoskeleton, exterior escalators too.


The modern art inside was awesome too, much more my kinda thing.


Matisse.


The original Bauhaus chairs, so different to how they look these days.


Marcel Duchamp’s “readymade” bicycle wheel.


And his “readymade” fountain.


This Dali piece just exploded off the wall. It’s hard not to love his work, especially in real life.


Not a fan of Picasso’s work but I really liked it all in real life.


70’s furniture. Damn I’m a bike geek!


On our way out we took the opportunity to do the Pulp Fiction Royal with Cheese and Fries with Mayo. The fries + mayo worked well! The burger was crap.


Christina and I headed out to the aquarium as our museum pass got us in there for free too, it wasn’t great but I’m a fish fan so I love all aquariums. Here’s a south american tank, a big arrowana and some big gars.


Piranhas!


Bicycle bits used to display clothing.


A cabinet full of old skool kool brought back lots of memories.


This dodgey Australian themed bar had a frames NZ all blacks poster outside, wtf?!


We failed to find good French food on the street on our last night so we settled for this tiny but packed out Chinese joint which had a guy making fresh noodles in the front window (always a good sign). Turns out it was damn great food!


We’d definitely lost track of all the different beers we had consumed.


In the morning Richie and I all of a sudden had a hell of a lot more bags to carry down the stairs. Mum went wild it seems with the shopping.

From here we hit Singapore for one more night, did some more shopping (Suga finally caed in and bought herself an LV handbag) and after a long and bumpy flight we were back in Sydney.


This is what greeted us as we got off the plane in Sydney. Turns out the woman on the left was a uni lecturer of mine and the girl on the right is her daughter. So so strange.

Hope you’ve enjoyed these blog entries! :)

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3 Week Europe Trip – Rome > Barcelona

Barcelona was nuts.

Not in a good way either. It was like Kings Cross X 1000. Fine by day but at night fall it got super seedy. It didn’t help either that we were staying in the sex district half of La Rambla, the busiest street in town. Sketchy guys were either trying to sell you something, or they were trying to rob you. Even the pubs were selling “I got robbed in Barcelona” T-Shirts which only added to our paranoia. Any guy holding a 6-pack of cheap beer was a drug dealer whispering “coke, hash” as they went past you and prostitutes latched onto bystanders, grabbing their nuts.

Mum has an Indonesian passport which caused a lot of hassles with visas so she had to stay back in Rome for 3 more nights. My sister Jamie stayed back with her and in some ways we (Suga, Richie and I) were really glad that they did as we didn’t think they’d really dig Barcelona.

A bonus for Richie was that 2 of his brothers were hooking up with him and we got to hang out for a few nights which made Barcelona more fun.

We got to check out a bit of Gaudi and Dali’s work, which was great, we got to see and hear so many amazing street musicians (blew me away actually, makes me feel nothing but hate towards the untalented pop stars who “make it”), we also hit the beaches where women of all ages being topless was the norm (yes we all had a great perv), but I still can’t shake off just how freaky the area we stayed in was, not to mention the smell of urine and sewerage up and down every street. It just didn’t feel safe, Suga especially hated the vibe at night.

I can’t say I’d recommend visiting Barcelona, maybe if you had a big group of mates and all you wanted to do was get hammered? Even then I can’t quite see the attraction of potentially getting robbed every night.


Bicycle rental on our street. Crazy traffic and people but cyclists persisted and were seen absolutely all over the place.


Pic of our backyard. We got to our front door and the guy with the keys wasn’t there. Richie managed to get into the building but he found our flat occupied by 9 guys. Our key guy finally came, he spoke no English at all. The airconditioner was faulty and leaked all over the kitchen, the apartment smelt like bad cabbage and the guys downstairs were party animals which cranked up the music late at night every night.


We finally got out of the apartment (the key guy held us back for hours). We were starving so we headed down the road and found this place where you can make your own falafel roll, was damn good actually!


We then found this cool pub, sat at the bar and got a little trashed. The 2 bartenders were awesome and we met a few guys from the States and England too. We crawled out of there at 2am to hunt down a foose table (bartenders tip!).


We found one but it was broken. Shame!


Richard Murphy boozed up.


The next morning we waited for an aircon guy to come fix the leaking unit, we learnt that when they say 11am it means 12. Half of our day was lost and the aircon guy turned out to be the damn key guy again, who did absolutely nothing but waste more of our time trying to fix the aircon himself (he didn’t fix it either). Hung over, tired and angry we set out to get lost in the many side streets off La Rambla, this knife shop was the first shop that caught our eyes.


Every street was packed and Barcelona had almost a festival vibe about it, like everyone from everywhere was here.


Skull coverd with Swarovski crystals.


Bong shop.


That afternoon we caught up with Richie’s brothers. Richie left, Chris in the middle and John on the right. Both Chris and John are musicians and awesome company. Chris doesn’t drink booze (he’s a smoker) but has over 10 coffees a day, John downs a beer (or any alcoholic beverage he can get a hold of) at any opportunity he gets which made for a hazey few days of drinking!


We were all starving so we hit up our 1st Paella (was semi decent) and Suga managed to polish off this entire jug of Sangria all by herself which got her nice and tipsy.


We stumbled on the Dali museum and it was surprisingly awesome. None of his paintings, which was a shame, but hundreds of early sketches and many sculptures too.


The venue itself was intersting with many little rooms and you had to walk through red curtains to get to new sections of the exhibit.


Dali was into bikes?!


A skull made of type. His signature on one of the works.


La Rambla, a steady flowing stream of people day and night.


By day La Rambla is lined with some crazy human sculptures.


In trying not to make eye contact with sketchy people I often had my eyes on the ground.


These demon guys were awesome.


There was also a crazy pet market on La Rambla by day.


Nom nom nom.


Dudes.


That night we checked out the pier, which was again very similar to our Darling Harbour. We found a restaurant that served up one of the best steaks I’ve ever had (I actually ordered fish but had a good taste of Suga’s). Was up there for Richie and Suga too.


No matter which country you visit, you can’t escape the digeridoo. These guys were cool though, the guy on the left played that crazy UFO looking dish thing on the floor on the left side. It was insane.


The Murphys.


Suga and I.


Our 2nd paella was yummy and we found it in a beautiful restaurant that we stumbled upon in a tigh side street.


Suga nom nom. I couldn’t stop admiring the cute little french girl on the table behind, she was soooo cute. Me getting maternal? Noooo?!


Dead bikes on our street.


Yes the city has a bicycle service too, again, why the hell don’t we have this?!


On La Rambla I found this genuine Miro you can actually walk on!


He even signed a tile.


Cool 3 wheel rentacars.


Christina and I checked out the Erotic Art museum which was pretty lame.


There was a huge food market on La Rambla which had some crazy produce on sale. This was an animated table full of crawling stuff.


MMM! Inners!


Huge eggs.


We also checked out the Wax Museum which was pretty good. This guy was so real, he freaked me out hard. The more I looked at him the more spooked I got.

Mum and Jamie joined us on the 3rd day and we started to check out the Gaudi stuff which was out of the seedy area we were living in so that suited us all just nicely.


Our last dinner with Richie’s brothers was in this lovely little restaurant but getting there was hardcore as we had to go through one of the dodgiest little streets we encountered. Drug dealers and prostitue which was well fended off by John.


Mojito’s was where it was at for Suga.


Goodbye drinkies.


The boys a little burnt from the topless perving session on the beach.

The following images are of Gaudi’s amazing work. First the Gaudi Park, then the amazing Sagrada Família church which is still unfinished, then Casa Milà and lastly his amazing Casa Batlló apartments.


Gaudi Park. Was a super hot day which made it a bit uncomfy, but there was an amazing musician at every turn which made it awesome.


Sagrada Família, insane organic goodness.


Ceilings are taller than you think too, gob smacking in real life.


Casa Milà was lovely on the outside but a little bit of a let down inside.


Interesting forms on the roof.


You can see the Sagrada Família in the distance in this shot.


Casa Batlló

Paris tomorrow! I’ve got some videos of the musicians to upload to YouTube too at some point.

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3 Week Europe Trip – Singapore > Rome

Rome was awesome. We had perfect weather (it was super bitey under the sun, but at least it was sunny!) and we stayed in the perfect location in a beautiful old apartment right next door to the Vatican City which made exploring the cobble stoned city on foot a treat.

Rome has no modern/high-rise buildings (we heard that nothing can be taller than the highest church, which isn’t very high), this makes for a place that looks like it has never ever changed with the times. The traffic is insane and no-one seems to follow any sort of road lines which makes the entire city feel like a huge bumpy (due to the cobble stones) race track where the aggressive driver wins every time as they undercut anyone and everyone in the corners.

Parking is just as insane and it explains why nearly everyone owns a tiny Smart car (they’re allowed to park them 90 degrees to the curb too). We saw so many cars just hit the car in front or behind in order to get into our out of a park, scratched and dented bumpers are the norm.

The language barrier was tough as most people we spoke to couldn’t speak any English. We tried our best to speak some Italian, that combined with some finger pointing and hand gesturing worked AOK.

What I took away the most from Rome was how ancient and historically significant everything was. Just standing in, and being allowed to touch the columns of the Pantheon (originally built in 27 BC) made me feel completely insignificant and the visit to the Vatican City had more of an impact on me than I expected. It seems like each and every little back street leads you to a site or building of huge significance.


Rome’s airport also had a train to take us from the gate to the main terminal (albeit a lot less modern that Singapore’s one!).


Our apartment was on Via Giulia, which turns out to be a famous little street in the historic centre of Rome.


When we got to the apartment the guy with the key wasn’t there yet (same with Barcelona but that’s another story!), so we walked down the road (with luggage!) to a little cafe.


As expected, it was great coffee. Turns out the locals don’t often sit down for coffee, instead they choose to stand at the bar and have their coffee with a pastry. If you sit down and have it, it costs you twice the price!


It wasn’t long before our guy rocked up with the keys, to our surprise it was a lovely little fully furnished apartment. The artwork on the walls were insane, especially a huge monoprint of Ancient Rome above the dinner table.


When walking around the block on the first day we found an open door on the street which lead to a very dark space inside, we weren’t sure what was in there but it was somehow very strangely inviting, turns out it was an amazing church which had a lot of skulls on display (unusual for a church right?). Every church we went to on the trip Mum lit up a candle and made some prayers for us which was nice.


The Castel Sant’Angelo was just around the corner from our apartment. The building was used as a fortress where the Pope of the Vatican City could retreat to during war (which happened a few times apparently when the Vatican was taken over by various forces). It’s now a museum which displays work which were nowhere near as fascinating as the building itself and the view to be had from the very top of the castle was amazing.


Smart car parking 90 degrees to curb.


The Piazza Navona was close to our place too. We had our 1st Pizza in this square, pizza was good of-course!


Fountain of the Neptune at the Piazza Navona.


The Pantheon, perhaps my fave building in the whole of Rome.


The huge dome above which has a huge circle opening at the top which allows the light to flood in, very beautiful. The hole at the top of the dome let’s the rain in too and apparently it’s an amazing sight to see a column of rain splash in from the top and hit the floor.


Inside the Pantheon.


Tiny little cars EVERYWHERE.


Another tiny little car.


Public bicycle service, why don’t we have this already in Sydney?!


Amazing little restaurant we found in a little side street at the end of our street. They have a web site!


A shot I took from our balcony of a guy below replacing some cobble stones.


We bought fresh foods from a local street market and deli and we feasted hard every morning on cooked meals and take away coffees.


The Spanish steps and fashion district where the girls (well… Mum) was tempted to spend up on Italian labels such as Gucci, Prada, Armani and Dolce & Gabbana.


Ferrari engine in the Ferrari shop.


Colnago bike for Ferrari and F1 car in the background.


Another Colnago + Segway.


Killer 3 wheeler!


Crazy random cafe filled with huge sculptures.


Eating is a gamble and we chose right with this kooky little cafe near the Spanish Steps. It had a ‘horn’ theme happening with many interesting sculptures on display.


One of the many beers we consumed that we’ve never had before.


One of many killer pasta dishes (at the end of our Rome trip we were totally pasta’d and pizza’d out!).


Trevi Fountain. Standing 85 feet high and 65 feet wide, it’s the largest Baroque fountain in the city.


Richie and Jamie throwing a donation into the fountain. It’s said that if you do this you will one day return to Rome.


Tight parking is the norm.


This new M3 outside our apartment (you can just make out Richie entering the apartment after another night of great food and booze) had a lot of parking bumper damage all over (so sad).


Suga and I outside of the ancient Roman Forum (now mostly rubble).


Richie.


The Colosseum. We had a very American tour guide booked for the day, she annoyed me a little but some of the stuff she had to say was amazing. It’s been estimated that about 500,000 people and over a million wild animals died in the Colosseum games. Amazing stuff and yes it was hard to delete the imagery that Gladiator the movie had burnt into my brain.


Inside.


The Colosseum and to the right you can make out the Arch of Constantine.


Cheese! Our meal near the Colosseum.


Fresh pasta FTMFW.


Outside the Vatican City. BMU RPRSNT! The Vatican City is it’s own country (it’s the world’s smallest country, fascinating huh?!). Our tour guide was a young American guy, he was awesome and made the entire visit a lot more understandable to me personally.


Richie and Jamie.


Me, mum and my sister Jamie.


There’s an amazing collection of insane artwork in the Vatican galleries (arguably of the highest historical, scientific and cultural importance in the world), most of it behind locked doors but what is on display is truly inspiring. Here are 3 Raphael paintings, the real deal and absolutely beautiful to see in real life.


Dead green Jesus.


Halls and halls of sculptures.


INfront!


Lady men were well documented and apparently a treat for couples on wedding nights.


Huge hall of Tapestries was impressive not that tapestry is my thing but I appreciate the insane amount of work that went into these celing high artworks.


Hall of maps.


One of many decorated ceilings, unfortunately we were not allowed to take pictures of the famous Sistine Chapel which Michelangelo painted.


One of many amazing paintings by Michelangelo.


Detail of the above painting, stolen by Guns’n’Roses album cover art below.


Guns’n’Roses album cover art.


St. Peter’s Basilica in the Vatican City. The largest interior of any Christian church in the world, holding 60,000 people.


Suga + God’s rays.


Me.


The font size on the above ledge is apparently 3 times bigger than the one on the bottom ledge to give it visually the same size when viewed from the ground floor.


Dome detail.


We were lucky enough to catch a service too, which was kinda uncomfortable for me, but still interesting.


Michelangelo’s Pieta. The real deal. It’s an insane sculpture which has a great Michelangelo twist to it. He’s depicted Mary holding a dead Jesus, but Mary’s massive in size which suggests her holding a newborn Jesus.


Rome (and Paris too, we’ll get to that later in the week!) had a lot of Egyptian Obelisks which were gifts from Egypt (hey great way to mark new land, just give every country a huge gift from your culture!). This one marks the square in the middle of the Vatican City entrance and had it’s iconography shaved off and the Sun God Ra statue at the top was replaced with a cross.


The Vatican City tour made us thirsty, we had so many beer stops. My brother-in-law Richie’s fun to drink with for sure!


At night all the touristy places come alive with artists in the streets and tables from cafe’s sprawling out onto the footpaths.


I waited a while to watch this thing move, but it never did.


The castle at night, alive with a lot of great stalls selling food, beer, old records, gifts, you name it.


We got to check out a Leonardo da Vinci exhibit too. How awesome is his Canon drawing?


He also created this machine designed to get you close to your enemies (ie: an army tank).


And check this invention, the modern day ballbearing bicycle headset!!!


And perhaps the biggest shock of all, he had plans for a bicycle!!!!!!!


Detail. I’ve read elsewhere since that this might have been a hoax?


Another church we found just wondering the streets.


This one had a dead dude in it (like some others). A real body, preserved and on display.


We tried to have McDonalds in every country (as we wanted to do the Pulp Fiction “Royale with Cheese” and “Mayo on Fries” thing in Paris see). Mc Tasty this one was called, the oil on top of the burger bun was enough to make me feel sick.


New Alfa Mito, 1st one I’ve seen in the flesh, in Italy nonetheless!


Cool little shop in the Jewish ghetto.


“Water is life” as the Romans used to say, the entire city has water fountains (of all different shapes and sizes) which supply safe drinking water to the people.


Random graff.


Random graff. This building was plastered with eggs.


Beers at the Castel Sant’Angelo.


Voldemort?


Suga has a foose team at work and she’s been crazy into it lately, turns out Richie is super into fooseball too and they both went crazy when they realised there were tables at the fair going on outside the Castel Sant’Angelo.


Baked goodness.


Deli.


Italian for your little stallion.


Unfortunately we were not allowed to take pics of 2 more amazing places we visited, one was the catacombs and the other was the Capuchin Crypt beneath the Capuchin Church (1645). The bones of 4,000 Capuchin friars, who died between 1528 and 1870 in this crypt were nailed to the wall and arranged in patterns: cross, floral, arch, triangle and circle, as well as forming objects. A large clock is composed of vertebrae, foot bones and finger bones. The single hour hand represents the idea that time has no beginning or end.

Barcelona tomorrow and Paris still to come!!!

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3 Week Europe Trip – Sydney > Singapore

I’ve got so many images, this is going to take some time so I’ll break up the 3 week trip into bits!

Sydney > Singapore

We caught the new A380 plane to Singapore which we were a bit excited about but the funny thing is that we didn’t even get to see the plane as there were no windows at the terminal gate, or on the coridoors boarding the plane.

We were only in Singapore for one night to break up the long flight to Europe. We did hit Orchard Rd. but we were no mood at all to shop as we were all too excited to get to Rome. The insane heat and traditional Singapore muginess didn’t help either.


The A380’s personal TV screen. I watched a shitload of films on the flights where I just couldn’t sleep, here are a few I could remember (I’m sure I watched more!):

Star Trek (cheesy but I didn’t mind it).
Death Note 1 & 2 (Japanese cheese is so good).
Watchmen (Just as good the 2nd time around).
X-Men Origins: Wolverine (Just as crap the 2nd time around).
The Soloist (Could have been great but it wasn’t).
Push (no comment).
Obsessed (no comment).
17 again (I’ll admit that it did make me laugh in bits).


Kuwahara’s on display in a Crumpler bag shop.


Ice Lemon Tea, with extra syrup please. Always at the top of my list on a Singapore visit.


Spotted on Orchard Rd.


We went down to Clarke Quay hoping it would be a little cooler there, but it wasn’t. Clarke Quay looks and feels a lot like our Darling Harbour but more focussed on food, none of which was busy except for the Hooters so we gave it a go (it was horrible).


The toilets were plastered with Hooters girls from all over the world, and this squashed roach.


Unfortunate penis like forms line the Quay.


Christina and I found some temples in some back streets. Here’s a pic of some locals rubbing the Buddahs belly.


We also took the opportunity to eat some street food. $2 laksa was great, not the best I’ve had, but it was good.


We hit Raffles for dinner (read: super posh hotel). Raffles are the creators of the “Singapore Sling” which was created on the turn-of-the-century.


They’re also famous for their Hainan Chicken Rice (once of my fave dishes).


Watching the chefs from above in the Raffles outdoor kitchen was a treat.


The new Changi airport was looking great, our gate was so far away we caught the internal train to get there.

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MX5 Clubman for sale (again)

I’ve just found my old MX5 on carsales. I always miss this car, a lot. It’s still got all the performance mods I made on it, he’s added new mirrors to it, blinkers, that’s about it. Amazing that it’s still holding it’s value but I’m far from tempted to buy it back at his asking price. Link

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