Oh hi there Blog.
Long time no see. I notice you have gotten a bit dusty because I have been so lazy about keeping you clean and up to date. My bad.
Things have been quite busy since we last met for a chat Blog. Looking back at our last chat I see I was still well over 100 days from going to Europe. Well as I write you this missive I am now much less than 100 days from going to Europe… but on a whole other trip. This time with my wife, and daughter.
Yes, daughter. I am such a bad friend Blog that not once during Di’s pregnancy did I bother to blog about it. I guess I am a bad husband and father as well.
So anyway, lets catch-up…
Shortly before I went to Europe, shortly being a relative term I suppose, looking back, Di found out that she was pregnant. This was not something that we had planned on happening. We had recently had discussions… arguments about it. I was not (and do not believe I am) ready for parenthood. I think the large gash on the back of my foot where I lost my temper and kicked out at one of the baby rockers laying about the place gives weight to my not ready argument.
But regardless of that Di was pregnant and now we have a daughter.

Claudia Jean Waite. Born January 20 2012 at 1106.
My Bug.
Bug is a reflux baby, which means lots of screaming… Which is how I ended up with a bad gash on the back of my foot when I lost my temper. I am fully aware that it is not her fault and that it will pass in due time. But still, does not make it any easier in the moment!
However the screaming pink thing that makes you want to kick at things is rather easily forgotten in those all too brief, but increasing moments when she locks eyes with me and gives me a big gummy smile. Or sticks her tongue out back at me (seriously, I poke my tongue out at her and she mimics!). We have great shower times together. My little Bug is a water baby.
I think the thing that bothers me the most about being a parent is how everyone seems to believe that we will want to go through it again. Even before we had Claudia we only ever wanted one. After the difficult birth and the lack of sleep now we are both firmly cemented into that position (seriously, I will get snipped if that is what it takes), but the volume of people who seem to believe that I am bullshitting when I say that. Or who think that we will change our minds once “we forget all this” and give that smug knowing look…
Urgh… What was true for you is not necessarily going to be true for someone else.
One and Done. Seriously.
Europe was amazing. Seriously an amazing trip. It was so great to be back there after so long and to see so many people again in Hungary. There were some places that I wished I had more time in (Vienna), and others that I wished I had less in (Paris… I’m looking at you).
The trip was not perfect, it was too rushed in some places, not rushed enough in others. But on the whole it was the best holiday I have had.
Getting sick when I was in Hungary was probably the worst moment on the trip as it meant I was stuck in Budapest the whole time. Do not get me wrong, I bloody love Budapest. It is a vibrant, beautiful, amazing city, but I was so hoping to get back down to Szeged and spend a day exploring my old stomping ground. To get to Esztergom and cross into Slovakia. To get to Sopron and go visit the Szechenyi Museum… All of these things and more I did not get to do. However, what I did get to do was catch up with friends, some I had seen recently (Alana), some less recently than that (Ginny, Andi) and some less recently even than that (Poli) and some who I had not seen since I was last in Europe (Zoli… everyone else!). I had some amazing meals, the Gundel Restaurant, the Corso restaurant at my hotel. Had some decent feeds made all the better by the company I kept.

Hungary, whilst obviously the, shall we say, excuse for the trip was just one of the places I visited. As hinted at above Vienna was my favourite place and I am really looking forward to having more time there on our upcoming trip in May. Vienna has a lot of similarities to Budapest, but at the same time is quite different. Certainly Vienna is much richer than Budapest is. They both have great coffee cultures, but I think the Viennese cafe culture trumps Budapests. It was a dream come true for me to spend hours sitting and drinking coffee, eating cake and chatting with friends in a grand old cafe in Vienna… Hopefully little Miss Claudia will allow this to happen!

Germany was great. Got to see Sven again and hang out with him for a good few days. Because I am weird, I picked an odd place for us to visit, the town of Quedlinburg. Pretty, but with an odd pervasive smell of dog shit. Good currywurst though>
We also spent a couple of days in Berlin, which does remain one of the best cities I have been to. Naturally I got ill whilst we were there, spoiling things somewhat. Hopefully this will not happen in May!


London was awesome. Seriously just awesome.
Riots aside.
David Tennant and Catherine Tate in ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. The Doctor Who Experience. The National Gallery. Touring the Palaces of Westminister. Was great to catch up with family there. Made a new friend and generally walked a whole lot. Ate a whole lot and did not see half of what I set out to see, but am in no way disappointed with it!



This has come a travelogue of my trip, which is seriously not what I intended this blog to become… I guess that is the problem with being a purely stream of consciousness writer!
The trip finished off in Singapore where Di came and joined me. We had a great week, shopping and eating and lounging by the pool… and eating. Singapore really is one of our favourite places and I do feel a bit sad that we will not be making it there on this next trip. We are going via Guangzhou/Hong Kong instead.
So the Europe Trip and the Baby are really the big news from last year. We did do a rather enjoyable domestic triangle trip to go up to Brisbane for Susans 30th, then down to Melbourne for Leishs wedding.
We stayed at home for Christmas, and New Years, but were once again visited by Alana on her seemingly annual jaunt here from San Fran.
There have been, for me, multiple trips to the Art Gallery, a trip down to Canberra and back on New Years Eve, ostensibly to see the Renaissance exhibition at the National Gallery, but really I just wanted to fly on the new Virgin Australia ATRs… Worth it
This is not to say that I did not go to the Gallery. I did and it was ok, but somewhat disappointing. Mad Square and Picasso (two separate exhibitions fyi) were far superior.
Did a day trip up to the Hunter Valley, day trip to Melbourne. Both were great fun.
So all in all things have been pretty busy. Apparently what I am supposed to do once I have a child is settle down and stop jetting around and about the place.
Fuck that shit right off.
Travelling and planning to travel is a big part of who I am. My daughter is not going to grow up in some insular corner of Northern Brisbane suburbia (more on that in another blog), she will be dragged around the country and around the world as often as we can manage it. I grew up where we travelled a reasonable amount. Bug, had her first flight at 4 weeks old and will be on another plane in less than a fortnight and in Europe before she is 6months. We are in a privileged position where we have the means and the desire to be able to travel and expand our daughters mind. Yes, she will not remember these trips that are coming up, but Di and I will. And it is so important to me that we not lose the desire to travel and expand her mind beyond what is presented here in Australia… Especially if Tony Abbott wins the next election.
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