Yes, I know it’s meant to come last in the order, but it’s almost the holidays, why not put it second? And for my second act of rebellion … ‘automobile’ is strictly defined as well a car, but I don’t drive, nor do I have any entertaining car stories. I do instead, have some interesting wheelchair stories from a misspent youth, so we’re going with that okay?
If you want to run away you need a better get-away vehicle
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Welcome to the first in a series of three blog posts – just in time for summer time travelling – called ‘Planes, trains and automobiles’. First up, planes …
I have travelled by plane many times, both internationally and domestically. While I realise how fortunate this makes me in terms of having a choice of holiday destinations, the actual travel experience has always kind of sucked.
If you could take 6 months off work (or however it is you spend your life) where would you go?
1st Month – Melbourne, Victoria, Australia I would stay at The Grand Mercure in the centre of town. Their beds have the best doonas and amongst the best wheelchair accessible bathrooms. I’d spend my time just wandering around, going to gigs, pubs and talking to interesting strangers. Oh, and having manicures and pedicures.
2nd Month – Devon, England. My mum is from Devon. I’d like to see if the pictures that I have painted in my head from all of her stories are anything like the real Devon. I also want to try a real Cornish Pastie.
Freya
Welcome to freefall… I'm in my late twenties. My great loves are the creative arts, particularly music and creative writing. I have cerebral palsy (CP). In my case it means that I can't walk very easily - I use a chair most of the time. More about me…
Going shopping – observances of things that remain true
Yesterday I did something radical. I took a day of leave just to go shopping and spend time with a friend. I’ve never done that before. It was awesome and I totally recommend it. My brain took a nice deep breath, but my eyes were still on alert and I noticed a lot of things.
Firstly, weekdays between 11 am and 4 pm must be ‘stare at those who are mildly different’ day for the elderly. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m not normally one to notice such things. I’m way too happy in my own little world, but yesterday, every white haired person seemed to look my way with a puzzled expression. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s some new equal opportunity for your eyesight scheme that I’ve yet to hear of, or maybe my flatmate had written something on my head that only the over 80s could see. Regardless, I really wanted to do a little dance for their enjoyment.
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