Sex twice in 12 months, is still a dry spell?
It was in June 2018. I was living a frustrated life. I lived 51 our of the last 52 weeks in London Youth Hostels, my boss made me work 24 hours in 2 days due to an Indian Muslim and a French National not wanting/sucking a dishwashing job.
I quit my job in London on the 16th of June 2018. In the first 1/2 of June 2018, I had slept with a Romanian escort in Neasden and a Hungarian escort in Willesden Junction. When I left to move to Sweden I didn't know how long I was going to be living there.
When you spent $4000 on sex in the July 2013-June 2014 financial year. You realize how much of an addiction that is preventing you do big things. I had one good job and one shit job for most of that period.
If I had stayed on in the UK from June 2013, maybe I would have never returned to Australia and started a 17-month hiatus where I didn't leave Sydney. I probably would not have seen an escort in the UK as I had no courage to see one until I went to Amsterdam in June/July 2013.
In 2014, I told myself that if I ever moved to the UK I wouldn't pay for sex that much.
Due to my adversities in life, I have never had a freaking girlfriend, I have never had a one night stand, I have never scored on a night out on the town.
So I have slept with 42 women in between June-Aug 2010 and June 2013- May 2019. All 42 of these women were with me because I either 1) Paid for the service of an Escort or 2) Paid to enter a Swingers club/ Gang Bang event!
Not having a girlfriend did have its ups and downs. Ups: I got to visit a shit load of countries Down: I never got laid in any of these countries because I didn't have a better half with me.
If I had a woman of any age in my life there would be no real reason to jack off in the bathroom, I wouldn't do a jailbreak after work to have sex with an Irish Milf in Mile End or travel out to Birmingham to sleep with a pornstar.
I have also had allot of Sexual adversities since 2010, The first time I had sex with CAROL-JANE I couldn't get naked with her, I had Erectile Dysfunction at 27 due to late Testosterone Replacement injection (some Men need these jabs), I was unable to ejaculate during sex until my 29th birthday, I broke the laws of the Catholic Church, God forgave me at the 2010 Stryper concert and I told the Catholic Church to get fucked in 2013.
In this time frame of 6 years of paying for sex and seeing the world, I'm very lucky that I have never got another woman pregnant, I have never had to spend double on what I spent at Weatherspoons.
I got to walk around Managua at Christmas time while all my friends and family had to look after children! They don't get to do the things I do because they chose to get married, they chose to have children and they choose to follow some bullshit bible reading that tells you to multiply and divide!
I sit on buses and tubes all over London to hear children under 5 scream their heads off while the shithead parents age under 25 do nothing about it. I get to laugh because these parents don't get to live in Sweden, but I do.
Let say down the track I become a religious nutter, (nothing to do with extremism). I would find a significate spouse but I wouldn't be able to have children. My Healthy adversities tell me: "Martin you should not pass down your fucked up genes to create another human being who will suffer the same thing you have!"
I would love to have a Muslim Surgeon give me a vasectomy so my sperm will never enter a fallopian tube and I would also have a Jewish doctor to circumcise me so I can keep my genitals clean! After the surgeries, I would be happy to get an invite to a Friday Prayers at their Mosque or a Shabbat Service at their Shul to give thanks to THESE 2 people.
Speaking of the Jewish faith. When I see a Hasidic Man walk the streets of Stamford Hill, I tell myself that I wish I could be as religious as he is, but I would never have children due to adversities. I could be a Jew, I could be a Muslim but I could not be a Father/Dad!
An Australian Metal Musician friend of mine asked me this question recently:
"When you move back to Sweden are you going to break the law and be a prozzie shagging badass? Catch the ferry to Riga and stock up on cheap booze!"
When I do move back to Sweden, there is not a cats chance in hell that I would go out of my way and pay for sex in a country that criminalizes the business. I wouldn't do it in Myanmar, Thailand, the United States, Canada and neither, should you!
Put a sex addict in Sweden is the same thing as putting an Alcoholic in Saudi Arabia. If you are an Alcoholic maybe you should move to an Islamic country where you can't access Booze. It should set you walking down a straight line
I came back from Sweden in August 2018, I didn't pay for sex again until February 2019. Since I came back from Sweden I've done the same job I did before I left, I've rented a room in North London, I've been to 10 more nations in Europe, Americas and Asia.
I broke a dry spell of 8 months in Feb 2019 as I just wanted to have sex with a 50+ Hungarian MILF in Tottenham! It was so weird having sex after 8 months as it was my 2nd longest dry spell.
3 months later I was in Birmingham for the day. I called up a Eastern European escort to do a usual 15-minute dirty deed for 40 quid.
Just recently I've just spent a small sum of money on booking trips to West Africa. If I was seeing an escort every month, I would never get to do this stuff.
Somedays I want to go out of my way and pay 70/80 to spend 1/2 an hour with a woman I haven't seen in over a year or two. The joys of a man with Sexual/interlectual/ medicals adversities who just want to have passionate sex with an older/young woman that will leave memories to fap off to in the future is better than going to Middlesbrough/New Zealand and dealing with Shithead blood relatives who aren't supportive of the things you are doing in life.
Your shithead relatives can all get fucked because they can't do the thing your doing because they didn't know how to put a condom on at age 18!!!!!!
So if you a single man who can't get laid, your mid 20's and you still live your Mum, then I say son you have 2 choices
1) Spend money to get the fuck out of home and work the menial jobs
2) Blow Money on escort while you work Zero hour contracts and have to deal with your parent's day in day out.
If I did ever return to live in Sydney, I don't think I would be going back to seeing escorts, because on my watch it took me 14 hours of work in Sydney to pay for a $300 an hour escort and this was something I did 5 times in 2013 but then. spent lesser as the years went by, I worked more and then I jailbreak out of Australia.
In the end, people like Stevie Nicks, Henry Rollins and *COUGH* fucking Kylie Minogue have taught me that you don't have to have a better half in your life. Its either you have nobody in your life or you have a child and you have a single parent and this child does fuck over your life and prevent you from the annual trip to Guyana or the 18km walk to the North Korea embassy in Stockholm.
It's not that Kylie got cancer, Henry Rollins used COndoms and Stevie Nicks dumped her Dead Best friend Husband. Its because they wanted to do something in life as a Business.
Maybe there is a difference for a band like Dream Theater who have all gotten married and had children since the release of Images & Words in 1992!
Anyway, since I saw my endocrinologist in London, she says I probably don't have any sperm count and if I wanted to increase it for reproduction then I would have to take some medicine.
This doesn't mean that I can go have unprotective sex on my next tinder date. I still have to use a Jimmy Hat to prevent STD/STI!
It has been 1032 days since my last Queensrÿche gig. I was 30 years old, living in Sydney, Australia and I was helping my Mum move house!
After that gig in Sydney, I told myself that It won't be so long until I see The Rÿche again! Australian residents may have to wait longer, but I was going back to England at the end of 2016!
So much had changed in the last 1000 days. Scott Rockfield became a Father again (and left the drum kit), Queensrÿche came back to Europe in 2017 for Festival runs, I did a spoken word talk in London about the band (while smashing a Kylie CD on stage) and in that time frame they were working on their next album "The Verdict".
I was a first-day buyer of "The Verdict"! When it arrived on my London doorstep in March I was connected to the album. Todd La Torre and the Boys had made it 3 out of 3 good albums in a row.
2019 was going to be the 4th time I saw Queensrÿche. I couldn't go abroad from England to see them at Festivals in summer 2017. Tickets went on sale on February 2019 for 2 UK shows in Norwich and London.
I was considering going to both shows, but I had never been to Norwich myself. My friend Arthur got me a ticket to the London gig as it sold out in August.
This was to become my 4th Queensrÿche gig in under 10 years. I first saw Queensrÿche on 31st August 2009 at The Metro Theater in Sydney. I didn't see them again for another 6 years until I moved to the UK in 2015 and that's where I caught them in August 2015 at the Electric Ballroom.
When I last saw Queensrÿche in Australia, it had taken them 7 years to return. Outside of America the Rÿche has done more gigs in Germany than any other country!
Wednesday 14th August 2019
I get out of work at 3 pm during the rain over London. I nick out east to Leyton for my 3 monthly injections before winging it to Islington.
As I got to the venue I saw Todd La Torre get off the bus. I was fucking star stuck to see him wheeling in his big suitcase to the venue. I just said hello to him and didn't want to bother the Prog Star!
Todd has been riding an awesome wave in the last 10 years. He's gone from self-employed Drummer to fronting Crimson Glory and then replacing Geoff Taint in Queensrÿche!
My mate Arthur nicks outside to hand me my ticket. After blowing 7.50 on a stupid Cheese Pizza I decided to line up in the rain (like everyone else!) Doors opened at 7 pm.
Arthur got me a space on the front barrier. This is now 3/4 Queensrÿche gig that I have been first to the barrier. I love being at the front of the stage!
Mirrorplain from Germany opened up the show. They are from Finnentrop and have been around since 2011. Mirrorplain did such a good setlist. The Lead Singer Christian Döring got an iPhone out during one song and started live streaming.
Christian said "My Mammy back home was watching you guys, she had never been to England except for a school trip as a little girl"
Mirrorplain lead singer had the looks of Manowar but the rest of the band did look like Prog Metal musicians.
Queensrÿche took the stage around 9 pm. To be at Islington Assembly tonight instead of working is a testament to what my London life is about. The Intro Tape blared over the P.A before Casey got behind his kit and Whip, Eddie and Parker stood on their spots.
They got the gig underway with "Blood of the Levant". This has to be my favourite track off the new album "The Verdict". I was jumping up and down, slamming my fist on the barrier and yelling along to this song. My old mate Arthur was also going wild.
To hear the Arabic saying نحن لسنا العدو. نحن نريد السلام (We are not the Enemy, We Want Piece) does bring sentiment to what was happening in the levant part of the world 5 years ago.
Todd welcomed us all to the show. He said Queensrÿche was happy to be back in the U.K after a 3-year absence. Then they pushed things forward into "The Promised Land"
This was the first time I heard "I am I" live. I have never been interested in anything Queensrÿche post-Empire and pre 2013 Self Titled album. I just never bother listening to that album.
"I am I" is a great song thanks to what Scott did with recording background sounds.
"NM 156" off "The Warning" album!
Last August I did a vlog to show where Queensrÿche had recorded their debut full-length album "The Warning" in London. I found it quite memorable to walk past building in London where NM 156 was recorded. I mean they recorded this album in 4 London Studios!
I was singing around to NM 156 like it was 6th August 2015 again (my first gig in London)
"Man the Machine" got the crowd singing as if everyone owned a copy of "The Verdict".
Then it was time to take it back to "Walk in the Shadows" off "Rage for Order". Every time I hear this song live I sing my lungs out as usual and wiggle my fingers in the air to resemble walking!
Condition Hüman an epic under 8-minute song to refresh our memories from the last 4 years. I do like a few tracks off Condition Human, but I am yet to buy this CD
At the end of the song, Todd asked everyone if they had never seen Queensrÿche live to raise their hands. A sea of hands was raised as Todd Praised those people for coming into Islington tonight. Todd called the rest of the audience "REPEAT OFFENDERS" and thanked us very much for all the support.
"Queen of the Reich" during this song a mad man came to the front of the stage and started headbanging with me. When I looked at him he did remind me of my 22-year-old self of when I first discovered Queensrÿche and gave Kylie Minogue the flick!
This guy was much younger than me and he knew all the lyrics to the songs. It seems like he listens to Queensrÿche every damn day!
I got my torch out during "Silent Lucidity". This is the bands only US top 40 hit! Its kinda funny out of all of the Prog Metal bands of the 80's they were the only ones to get GOLD and Platinum albums, be garnished with Grammy Nominations and a VMA Awards. Other Prog Metal bands never got that high.
Hearing Silent Lucidity live reminds me of a guitarist in London called "George Paris". One of his original pieces about bedtime music for new parents does remind me of the Ryche only POP HIT!
During Operation Mindcrime I yelled out "I DESTROYED ALL MY KYLIE MINOGUE ALBUMS AFTER BUYING THAT RECORD". Truth be told that Between 30th Jan till 13th Feb 2008 I went through a 2 week phase of seeing Dream Theater live, seeing Iron Maiden live and purchasing "Operation Mindcrime" at JB HIFI Sydney CBD that by the time I had finished listening to Mindcrime on the 13th Feb 2008 I had smashed my copy of Kylie "X" and sold all her stupid albums on eBay!
This was the 2nd time I have heard this song live. I was unlucky not to be a Metalhead going to gigs in 2006 because I could have seen Queensrÿche live that year when they performed both Mindcrimes back to back in Sydney!
Everyone in Islington Hall was singing along to Operation Mindcrime. Due to that big court case in 2012-2014 Queensrÿche can only sing a few O.M album songs while Tate can do the whole record.
"Propaganda Fashion" is a great track off the new album. Eddie provides good responses during the song ("POISONED MOTHERFUCKERS"). I can always admire when a Bassist knows how to sing and write good songs.
During "Screaming in Digital" drummer Casey Grillo put on a gas mask for entertainment purposes. This is something Scott would never have done after 30 years of playing this song live.
This is the 2nd time I have heard "Screaming in Digital" live. Although it is nice to play songs off "Rage for Order" I don't think I'll be satisfied until I hear "Gonna Get Close To You" live! Reason being I lost my virginity while thinking of that song in 2010.
When you come to hear Queensrÿche play "Take Hold of The Flame" it takes you back to the time you purchased: "The Warning", "Rage for Order" "Operation Mindcrime" and do I dare say "The Queensrÿche EP"
People are here tonight to hear songs from 80's Queensrÿche and post 2013! We are not here to hear post-1994 Queensrÿche!
Throughout this song, I was grasping at the air as I was TAKING HOLD
During "Eyes of a Stranger" Todd La Torre pointed at me while I was imitating "STRAIGHT JACKET MEMORIES". This song is very fucking emotional to me. I get dreams now and then about Escort's I had sex with during my Australian life.
When I moved to the UK in 2015 I was fucking homesick because the women in my shitty town of Birmingham weren't as good as the 5ft tall lady of the night who lives in a tall high rise apartment block in Sydney.
So every February, I get these dream about this MUSE of my life. I always have to play Queensrÿche afterwards to cheer me up.
If "Gonna Get Close To You" is a great song to play during sex, then I guess "Eyes of a Stranger" is a great song to play during a breakup!
Queensrÿche took 5 for sometime before jumping back on stage to perform Light-years
I found it fucking hilarious that Queensrÿche and Kylie both have songs called "Light Years". Last Christmas I gave Shaun the Admin a 12 Inch Kylie Minogue "Got to be Certain" single and I stuffed the record cover with the Queensrÿche EP I brought this year. Shaun was stoked at what I gave him. My mate George told him "PLAY THEM BOTH AT THE SAME TIME"
The important thing is Queensrÿche doesn't have annoying drum beats as Todd La Torre did a grand job on Drums.
"Jet City Woman" I feel like every time I have seen The Ryche they have played this song. While I was at my first Queensrÿche gig in 2009 they played songs off "Empire".
"EMPIRE" every time I hear this song, it reminds me of all the imperialist shithead knobs around me who judge me for what I do in life. You want me to go into business and be my boss? I will fuck right on once I have done another 16 nations. When I am done with travel after 100 nations then please go pester me!
But anyway the song is about Drug addicts building empires by selling drugs. This pretty much goes against what I believe in. Guys and Girls working 24 hours in 2 days are better than selling drugs. Even though it may make you go fucking apeshit and your boss and reside in Sweden for a month, then at least it won't kill you.
The concert finished at 10.35pm on my watch. I was expecting it to be done by 11 pm. As I left the venue I brought a packet of Queensrÿche Guitar picks. I need to find a musician who is worthy of these picks as I don't play the guitar myself.
This was the best Queensrÿche gig out of the 4 I had been to. The setlist was better than the 2016 gig, but they did a better job than in 2015. I think Todd was a bit ill when he was in London during August 2015.
So for any of you Queensrÿche fans that missed out on seeing the band in Norwich or London. Good News! The band will be playing: Sheffield, Newcastle, Glasgow and Manchester late November/ Early December. Get tickets now as they will sell out!
I first came to London Monday 13th June 2011 aged 25. I had no intentions of seeing any concerts in London as I was bound for Hellfest in a few days. Over my next 2 trips to Europe, I saw no gigs in England.
One of the first things I wanted to see in London was the famous London Palladium. I had discovered that Kate Bush played a few shows at the London Palladium.
When I got to the back door entrance I discovered there was a long list of stars who had performed on this very stage: Olivia Newton-John, Queen, Bing Crosby, Sammy Davis Jnr, Bruce Forsythe.
I remember vlogging outside of the London Palladium, Lyceum Theater and the old Rainbow Theater in Islington on my first day in the British Capital.
It would take me until August 2015 to attend a concert in London. Writing my gig review of the Queensryche, Armored Saint and Death Angel concert that year opened my eyes up to writing about the concert. This is something I had hardly done in Australia.
Since I moved to the UK in 2015 I've started to catch up on seeing all the Dinosaurs of Rock in London before they go extinct again. I've been lucky to see Y&T, Diamond Head, King Diamond, Lee Aaron, Foreigner, Kim Wilde.
But when most big bands come to London, their back row seats are just way out of budget. I work 36 hours a week in London so I don't have to return to my shithole country of birth Australia. King Crimson and Toto are coming to London, but I don't feel like wanting to pay 50 quid to see them. It cost me 50 quid to go to Rome for 24 hours in 2018.
Last Saturday I was browsing through Facebook events. I scrolled past an Event. AN EVENING WITH STYX AT THE LONDON PALLADIUM.
The name Styx had stuck with me since Adulthood. I knew the name of the band, the times they were referenced on The Simpsons and even Chuck Panozzo battle with HIV and the passing of his brother John due to Alcoholism.
I never really cared much about 70's American rock bands. This was until I discovered Dream Theater in 2008. That's when I started buying so many Prog Rock bands from both sides of the Atlantic Ocean.
After doing a bit of research, it turns out Styx was only doing 2 shows in Europe, the back row tickets were 39 quid and the band hasn't been back in Britain since 2011.
I hadn't seen a giant Arena rock band since Foreigner at the Royal Albert Hall 12 months ago. So I jumped on the band waggon.
For the next 3 days, I started playing a lot of Styx at work. In a matter of hours, I was falling head over heels about: "Mr.Roboto", "Lady", "Renegades", "Rocking the Paradise".
On the day of the gig, I turn up at the London Palladium. It has been 7 long years since I last walked past this venue. So much has changed at the back entrance of the venue. There is no longer a red plaque to commemorate those legends who have graced this stage, but a wall of fame with imprints of a few legends that played here.
Even Sir Bruce Forsythe had his ashes buried under the stage. I was joking at work today that Bruce Ghost will be in attendance!
As the concert is an evening with Styx, there are no support acts. That goes fine with me.
The Safty Curtain went up, the stage went dark. At least 2000 fans of Styx were up on their feet.
Styx opened up the show with "Gone Gone Gone" off their latest album "The Mission" This LP only came out 2 years ago. The album was about a space trip to Mars set in the 2030s.
"LIGHT IT UP AND let's GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD"
"Blue Collar Man (Long Nights)" Tommy Shaw took over the leads on this song. Back in the day it was some songs had Shaw on Lead Vocals, other songs were Dennis DeYoung.
The Grand Illusion off their landmark album The Grand Illusion that came out 42 years ago.
When "Lady" was performed it got the crowd of 2000 singing to allot. As I was checking my phone for previous setlists of Styx. I was quite shocked BABE wasn't getting played today.
It was time for another new track. So "Radio Silence" was played next!
Mr.Shaw told us all to get our cell phone lights out as it was time for "Light Up"
Before Mr Shaw leads us all in on Boat on the River he told us about how this song was a flop in America but charted pretty high in countries like Israel, Norway, Tommy mention that he brought a Mandolin just to create this song.
A lot of people were pissed that BABE wasn't being played tonight!
"Red Storm" was performed from the new album. A lot of people were quite shocked that it took Styx so many years to create another album.
"Man in the Wilderness" This also had a snippet of Tommy Shaw doing a bit of acoustic stuff.
Tommy Shaw brought out Chuck Panozzo as the band went into "Fooling Yourself (The Angry Young Man)". It was such an honour to see Chuck Panozzo out on stage.
I've gone through a lot of adversity because of my own health for all of my life. But to see Chuck go out on stage gave the crowd a reason to give him a Standing Ovation!
At the end of the song, Rowan said its the first time he's seen Chuck out on stage in 2 months.
It was awesome to hear "Rockin' the Paradise" as this album is a really good concert album/rock opera that every fan of Rock should probably have in their CD/MP3/LP collection.
Suite Madame Blue: A Classic Styx song the band sang before taking a 20-minute interval!
During the 2nd part of the concert, there was a lot of old classic Styx songs performed. I had hardly heard any of these songs. Crystal Ball, Piece of Eight, Miss America.
"Too Much Time on My Hands" A classic Styx song that got everyone clapping and singing along. A really decent effort of Mr.Shaw!
Laurence Gowan took the Microphone to talk about his Father who served in the UK Navy during WWII on a ship called Khedive. Gowan entertained us all with Queen and Oasis covers.
Laurence was born in Glasgow but to see him back in the UK pulls heartstrings on him.
Chuck Panozzo came back out on stage during "Come Sail Away" to everyone else surprise.
As the whole band went backstage we all started pestering for an Encore.
Laurence really did justice on Mr.Roboto. He's been in the band for 20 years now. I know it was a huge saga when Dennis left but it seems to go beyond the lines of how Journey and Foreigner have had to change singers because of so much HEALTH BULLSHIT!
At work, I've been playing a lot of Renegades as its Sam's favourite Styx song. Chuck Panozzo came back on stage for one last song and to end the night on a high.
I ran down 5 flights of Fire Exit stairs to rush on the streets of London. Got a Tube and an Overground Train back home. I didn't need much sleep to go back to work.
I felt really grateful that I got to see Styx tonight. I only have my RADAR on for Heavy Metal bands. But without a band like Styx, I don't think a lot of my favourite bands would have made a benchmark from the '80s and onwards.
I just hope it doesn't take Styx another 8 years to come back to London.
I came back to the UK on New Years Day 2019, with the promise that I would only go abroad every 3 months. I waited until 31st March and in the space of a week away from London I revisited Kutaisi and looked around Baku, Azerbaijan and the southern cities of Cyprus.
I came back to London on the 7th April 2019, So I can't go abroad until after 7th July 2019. So, it made me plan a few things out.
For my next trip, I am going to be away for half of July! I'm due back at work early August. So I've got a lot of travelling to do in a timeframe of 16+ days.
Dream Theater concert in Slovakia.
This will be my 5th time seeing Dream Theater. I saw them 3 times in Australia (Jan 2008, Dec 2009 and October 2014) and one time in the UK (April 2017).
The last time I saw Dream Theater I got punched out on Broad Street in Birmingham by a Scumbag Eastern European and whacked in the head by a repeat English criminal (and that made the papers). The fuckwit who whacked me in the head is still behind bars until the dawn of the 2020s.
So I am hoping nothing really bad happens after the gig. I was in Bratislava last August and it's a very safe city!
I was last here in July 2013, so 6 years for my return to this wonderful capital city. I did skip a few things out on Budapest and the last time I was here, the Parliament was under construction.
I've been dying to get to Beirut for many years. I grew up with Lebanese people in Australia, Dad was always buying Lebanese bread from the shops. I'm spending a few days in Bcharri to learn about Khalil Gibran and also see allot of Beirut.
The Heartlands of Southern Africa
So you Draw a line from the Angolan/Namibian Border, you keep the line going into Zambia and onto Mozambique! Then you draw a line from Zambia all the way down to South Africa. You draw 2 lines that connect West South Africa with Nambia and then East of South Africa to Mozambique and I'm talking about Southern Africa
It has taken me 8 years to go back to Africa. I've spent the majority of the last 7 years living in shitty Australia, working in London, being Creative in Stockholm and getting Ill in Asia!
I was supposed to go 4 countries in November 2018 to celebrate my 33rd Birthday (Lebanon, Cyprus, Jordan and Egypt). This got fucked over thanks to payroll stuff ups upon my return to London in 2018.
In hindsight I was kinda grateful I didn't go there in November 2018 (Waste of a passport page) because I got to go from Cancun to San Jose in 11 days over Christmas 2018 and that too took me 8 years to get back to North America.
There are 8 countries I'm talking about in Southern Africa
My plan is to get a flight from Beirut to Jo'Berg and just go stir crazy noodles in country hopping in this part of the world.
I've studied the Map of Africa since I was 25! Buses go from Jo'Berg Park Station to Botswana, Eswatini, Zimbabwe and Mozambique. Nambia and Lesotho require trips to rural cities in South Africa where Minivans can get you across the border.
I have 9 pages left in my UK passport. I require full pages visas for Zambia/Zimbabwe (NOW KNOW AS KAZA VISA) and Mozambique. So the border guards in Lebanon and these countries better fill up my passport (OR USE PAGES THAT ONLY HAVE 2 STAMPS). South Africa won't let you in without 2 blank pages! Still, I'm going to enter South Africa like 5-6 times on this trip.
If I can get to 8 countries in 14 days, This will push my tally of nations into the '90s.
By the time I get back to London, I should be on my 90th nation. Remember I've only got 18 more nations to get to 100 and once that is done I can move back to Stockholm.
The last countries I go to will probably be places that I never thought of going. So if you said to me back in May 2010 (when I was flat broke) "Martin, how would you like to see Saint Vincent and the Grenadines?" I would have told you that I'm sick of Island as I've lived on 2 already!
But when I come to think of it. Out of 82 nations. The only ISLANDS I've been on are:
Papua New Guinea
Also bonus points for visiting Guernsey Twice!
So there may be some Islands thrown in the final 10 for good measure
By the end of the year when I head abroad again for my Birthday or my Christmas vacation there's a chance that I won't be in London/England/Europe for that time. I could be in Asia, Africa, South America or the Carribean!
So if I tell you what my last 10 countries would be. It would be a wishlist beyond the lines of
South America: Venezuela, Guyana, Suriname
Carribean: Trinidad, Barbados, Saint Lucia, Dominica
Asia: North Korea, Mongolia, Japan, Uzbekistan, Tajikistan
Africa; Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Uganda, Rwanda
Now I can't really put words into perspective and say OVERLAND METALHEAD WILL MAKE SURINAME HIS 100TH NATION. Imagine if I am travelling from Amman to Addis Ababa Overland, I want to make Sudan my 100th nation. But I can't because Jordan is 99, Egypt is 100, Sudan is 101 and Ethiopia is 102!
When I started out my travels in 2010. I had no Intention of making
Monaco # 10
Netherlands # 25
Costa Rica #80
It just happened that way on where I went in the world on that given year or what bus I was going to take at 12 midnight or what train was leaving Bucharest today! When I was in Lao DPR I told myself well that's now 49 nations. What could I make my 50th nation?
I could have gone to Iceland, Japan, Philipines, Any Korea, Nauru! But it was to be Russia as I had waited 9 years to board that rich Tran Siberian that would take me to Moscow and get me back to England!
(BUT DON'T YOU EVER CRAVE ALLOT ABOUT GOING BACK TO SWEDEN?)
Of course, I fucking do! I go to sleep wearing a Swedish Football/ Ice Hockey shirt, my iPhone screen lock is Qurorthon grave in Stockholm. I still have my Stockholm transport card in my wallet.
If I could be smart, not leave my own country and build a nest egg thanks to my current London life. I'll relocate to Oslo, Stockholm, Gothenburg, Trondheim at the drop of my hat. If you want Martin Anthony to keep your Oslo Cafe clean, give me an email and I'll be over on the next Ryanair flight for less than a tenner and I'll just hang up my rucksack until I become Swedish or Norwegian.
In life people always say that Anger is a wasted emotion. It's very useless. People always get angry at me for visiting 82 amount of countries in 9 years! Well, I am very angry that you have a stupid baby when you could have used a condom and adopted an 8-year-old from Ghana. So, now your Jealous that you can't go to Nicaragua, Papua New Guinea, Norway, Denmark, Armenia because you have a fucking child! So it is your own fault your not crying at Sandino Monument in Managua!
When I looked at my Map of Europe in 2018 I was angry that I had only been to 6 new countries in 2017, I was angry because I didn't leave my stupid island for 11 months, I was angry that there were so many gaps in my European map.
So I filled in all those gaps over a period of 15 months. So I am happy that I am done with Europe. But I'm Angry that I haven't been to South America and only 1 African nation.
So that Anger influences me to visit 8 African nations in July/Aug 2019 or one day to visit a Mosque and a Shul in Suriname!
I have been away from Australia for close to 3 years, I have been residing in the UK since July 2015 (If you disregard my 16 months in total away from the UK in the last 4 years). But, one thing I have never written about much was the *CLOSE* to 2 months I spent in the Victorian Capital of Melbourne.
In March 2016 I had a week off work from that zero hours contract job at a Catholic function Centre in Western Sydney. I secured a ticket to attend the filming of ROCKWIZ. I have always wanted to be in the audience of this show and I was lucky to get a ticket.
The only downer was the recording was done in Melbourne, a town I had never ever set foot in my 30 years of life.
Even though I was born in that disgusting shithole imperialist, white run, no ferries island of Australia. I hardly saw much of my own country of birth.
I spent 28 years residing in the same house in Baulkham Hills from age 2 in 1988 to age 30 in April 2016. I lived all my life within the suburbs of Western Sydney, I worked in the Sydney CBD a few times.
I took a bus down to Canberra and the Snow mountains aged 12 in 1998, I went to Brisbane to see my older brother in 2005, I took many trips to Canberra Between 2009-2010 to see Lord and Hellbringer, I visited my Father in Cairns 7 times in 8 years, I flew to Darwin on Christmas Day 2014 to board a plane to Timor Leste.
But never In my entire life had I ever been to Melbourne. I also never set foot in WA, TAS, SA so that's pretty much 4/7 of Australia I have seen.
One day in March I took a cheap overnight train from Sydney Central Station all the way to Southern Cross Station in Melbourne. 12 hours it takes to travel between the two biggest cities by rail or road. If you hate OVERLANDING, then it's a 1.5-hour flight.
On my first trip to Melbourne I:
I found Melbourne to be a cool city, but it was so full of hipsters (not that I have anything against hipsters). In the time of my life, I was kinda happy having a ticket to see King Diamond in London, a flight booked to Manila in May and I had a good paying Casual job in my home town.
But then all of a sudden things really did become shit for me. I won't go into much details of it but let this post explains how I ended up in the UK in April 2016 and how I ended back in Australia in July 2016
After the turbulent times in the UK of not getting a job, being xenophobic to my Eastern European Housemates (Height of the EU referendum) and prospect employer in Berkshire. I ended back in Cairns Australia 12th July 2016.
I went back to my Dad's house in Cairns to wait for a few things.
1) Waiting to get back on the Newstart Allowance (AKA THE UNEMPLOYMENT DOLE)
2) Waiting for my 2015/2016 Tax Return to arrive in my bank account.
Now I could have stayed in Cairns, got a job and just lived an Australian life an accepted that I would never get to live in the UK again because I blame EU European Migrants for TAKING MY JERBS!
My Father said that if I was to live in his unit LONG TERM I would be like DEAD FISH. Living with an Elderly Person who is single and alone really bugs the shit out of them. Plus my Dad was spewing that I had never tried to live in London!
After 2 weeks in Cairns, I decided I would fly to Melbourne and just start up from there. I booked a week's accommodation at Pint on Punt Hostel in St. Kilda. Flying into Melbourne that day, I was reunited with the famous MYKI travel card. I took a cheap bus from the Airport to get out to the Melbourne Railway system.
By the time I was walking south towards St.Kilda I was calling up a lady in Flemington. She wanted me to stay at her house for 8 weeks for 900 AUD. I told her I would move in a week later.
I paid around $140AUD for a weeks accommodation in this Hostel in St.Kilda. I moved into a 4 dorm room that had 3 other English Lads.
Being the only Australian Born person in this room made me a bit of a laughing stock. These English Guys were on Working Holiday visas earning big dough doing jobs I'd never thought of ever doing.
Since I had been to 49 nations at the time (July 2016) all 3 English lads were stoked how I was able to get to 1/2 a century of nations. They all thought I had rich parents or a wealthy dead Grandma.
These lads were full of stories. One of the men told me that he made his STEP SISTER pregnant when he first met her but she aborted the baby. He said it didn't count as incest as there were no blood relations.
I told these guys the story about how I abandon living in the UK in June 2013 so I could return to Australia and have sex with a Mature escort. They were all laughing their heads off. "YOU CAME BACK TO OZ SO YOU COULD FUCK A PROZZIE MATE?" said the man on the bottom bunk.
I told these guys the name of a Pornstar/escort called Mia Monroe who would charge $500 a fuck for 1/2 an hour. Then I mentioned there were wannabe pornstars working at THE PRIVATE CLUB in Aston.
I even told them the story of how I went to Montreal in May 2010 to meet Pornstar Carol Cox but spent all day JACKING OFF IN THE BATHROOM when she turned me down.
"YOU WERE JACKING OFF IN THE SINK ALL DAY?" They all found it hilarious. They all called me SCREECH just like that dingbat from SAVED BY THE BELL.
During my week in Pint on Punt Hostel, I gained my Victorian RSA Certificate so I could serve alcohol, I did working with children check, I asked for my job at Pinnacle People in Melbourne as I had worked in Sydney.
It was easy to get my old job at Pinnacle People back, but everything the Sydney office sent got lost in the transaction. The wankers at the Melbourne Office told me how I had like 2 AWESOME reviews from all the hard work I did in Sydney.
You got to remember that in Sydney I sold chips at the NRL Grand Final, I sold beer at Fleetwood Mac, sold Hotdogs at Test Cricket and Big Bash league, Beer the Rugby 7's tournament, Burger at Madonna, Chips at Kevin Hart.
So if I was able to work at all of these great events in Sydney then I should have been able to repeat the same formula in Melbourne.
I moved into a house at 177 Princes Street in Flemington. I was north of the Melbourne CBD. Only a few minutes by train or tram to the heart of Melbourne. I paid 900 AUD for 8 weeks of rent + 1 week of a deposit.
I was the only Australian Born person in this house. From what I remember there was a Venezuelan animator living in the 1st room, a Colombian guy living in the 2nd bedroom.
The 3rd Bedroom was basically a dormitory room. There were 12 beds in this one room. The house had 2 bathrooms, a big kitchen table.
It was 3 months since I walked out of that Smethwick shithole thanks to my Romanian/Polish Male flatmates complaining about room and body odours. Being the only Australian born person in this house, I was very worried about repeating my bad actions.
So every day I took a shower and every 2 days I did my laundry.
When you move cities, all the things in your life change. I had to find a new Doctor in Melbourne to dispense my medication. There were no BULK BILLING GP in Melbourne City so I had to settle for a Super Clinic in Moonee Ponds north of my house in Flemington.
Moonee Ponds Medical Centre. Avoid at all costs.
I go in there while I was living in Punt on Pint. I see this Dr Dedu Rathnayake who shouldn't even be practising within Australia. I showed her all of my medical records from Sydney, I told her all of the Medicines I take.
I take the prescriptions to the Chemist all they give me was the bare minimum. I grew up with 3 bottles of Cortate in every repeat and two inhalers you PUSH DOWN ON. I only got 1 bottle of Cortate and 2 inhalers I never use!
I'm due for an Injection and I want it on the 29th of July, I show up that day and the pricks at Moonee Ponds Medical Centre tell me that my appointment is on the 29th Of August. I just need to see a nurse to stick an injection into my ass!
I call my GP in Baulkham Hills and they basically told me these dimwits in Melbourne can't give me the right amount of medicines because they don't know me very well.
I told my GP that I would be back up in a few weeks.
Due to the fact that my job at Pinnacle People gave me zero hours contract. I had to abide by the rules of Newstart Allowance, meaning reporting weekly into some Job Centre type of Office to tell them what I am doing.
I had to do a lot of this in Sydney, even when I was working. Back in Australia you could work part-time and still get Newstart Allowance. It wasn't called Double Dipping. All you had to do was report to Centrelink the hours you worked and the money you earned before TAX. The Dole reporter works out how much you can get paid depending on your earnings. So if you did fuck all work in 2 weeks that's $550 from the government.
In this Job Centre called Direct Recruitment I had a lady bitching about my CV structure. Like come on you stupid cow, I have gained job interviews with this CV so go fuck yourself.
The fuckwits at Direct Recruitment tried to draft me into work for the DOLE. Despite the fact that I had been abroad for the last 3 months and had just resumed my life in Australia.
I last did work for the DOLE in 2007. It was what I wanted to do as it gave me a job to get out of bed and feed the HOMELESS in Parramatta. 9 years later they want me cutting down trees.
The government has sent me to Job service providers in Melbourne Direct Recruit. Like the pricks whom I dealt with @ Break Thru Peoples Solutions, Mission Australia, Nova Employment, Wise Employment. These CUNTS gave me no help at all. Their Computers were broken and their staff were so stuck up naïve dicks.
So I transferred myself to another Job Service Provider in the same town I lived in Flemington.
I resume my job at Pinnacle People in the first week of August. But it was this dumb immigrant Mary was calling me in to do a job that started in 90 minutes. So I had to go from my house in Flemington to the Pinnacle Peoples office to buy a shitty uniform and go all the way out to a glorious private school of Melbourne Girls Grammer to clean the kitchen with an Irish Chef.
I would be sent out to this stupid private school to clean its kitchen. I just didn't understand that being in Melbourne I wasn't getting asked to work at AFL, NRL games. It was football season and if I was still in Sydney sure I'd be working the SCG, SFS every few weekends.
I needed to get another job so I could have a 2nd income. On Saturday I went out to Lygon Steakhouse near Carlton. To do a trial I was hoping this was going to be a fresh start being a waiter. But because the owner saw me as a waiter with only 3 years experience he gave me the cold shoulder and told me to leave.
I rang up the Steakhouse an hour later and told the Serbian owner to get fucked. I have nothing against any Serbian in the world (as I like the country) but yet again it was the case of a Foreigner Owner refusing to give an Australian Born person a chance.
A day later I was at Zum Zum Cafe in North Melbourne. The owner wouldn't give me a JOB all because I didn't know how to clear plates.
I had 2 interviews at two promising places in the South of Melbourne but neither restaurant ever had the balls to get back to me or even write a rejection letter.
If you don't write back to me a rejection letter then your a fuckhead!
I went back to Sydney for the first time in 4 months during August 2016. I had to collect some stuff from my Brothers house in The Hills District. My childhood friend Albert and his wife Novi allowed me to stay in their house in Strathfield. I had come up to Sydney on the morning Train and I had to go back down the following evening.
In this 24-hour time frame, I paid for sex with a north Shore escort. $200 of Tax Payers money spent on fucking a mature aged woman. This is what I do to get back at all the knobs who have rejected me over the years. This was the last time I had sex with this woman I had been visiting since 2013.
I told myself that If I ever move back to England, I will claim JSA benefits and spent UK tax Payers money on sex with Pornstars!
That Day I went back to my Sydney Doctor. Dr.Bob was so furious that a Doctor in Melbourne couldn't give me enough tablets in a repeat. Dr.Bob said if you run out of cortate, your blood pressure will drop and you'll get really sick.
I was so darn happy to walk out of this Bella Vista Doctors with a prescription that I could take across the NSW/Victoria border and get a chemist to dispense it for me.
I went back home that day to see my Brothers, his children and my Mum. I was so excited to see my Niece and Nephews 4 months away from Sydney.
I raced back to Melbourne that night so I could go to a job all the way out west of Melbourne. I had worked at this Public School doing a job I fucking hated.
A week later I was getting sent to do 2 jobs in one day. That Kenyan Fuckwit Mary Adekuoroye really started screwing around with me. The cunt cancelled all my shifts that week because of fuck ups. So that week in Melbourne I lost 24 hours of work. You x that by the casual Australian Pay rate and look at what I should have earned.
I even had easy work that involved going out and counting cars in the streets. That's was cancelled.
The worst thing you could do is get told to go to a job in Geelong on the other side of the Bay and be told while on the train that your job has been cancelled. So I went to Victoria State Library to do things on my website. All of a sudden I was told to do this online course and go work at Crown Casino.
I have never wanted to work in a Casino. It had been 10 years since the Star City Casino fuckwits didn't give me a job.
As soon as I walked into Crown Casino. I knew straight away Casino is horrible places to work at. My Mother told me this 10 years ago, my late Grandma was a blackjack dealer.
I overheard a female Receptionist complaining to a co-worker about her personal life. I heard a few SHITBOMBS being dropped. I had a hard time trying to get clothing for this job. I was hoping to work as a waiter at some function. But a Co-Manager working for Pinnacle People assisted me to be Kitchen porter.
I was the only Kitchen Porter at Crown Casino to wear an apron and hat. The Head Kitchen Porter in charge took a photo of me on his Smart Phone and called me a POOF AND DOOF. I had no idea this was the name of a homosexual bar in Melbourne but in my Opinion calling me that was Homophobic. even though I am a Heterosexual.
This shift was going to go from 8 pm till 4 am in the morning. This is some hours that really do go against my schedules. I've never worked past my Bedtime.
I found it stupid that all the Kitchen Porters had to put on gloves and put food on plates. I was called a Poof and Doof by a Redhead fuckwit. He told me to relax. I told this knob BITCH I HAVE FUCKING ANXIETY! This is something I have always wanted to say.
I called it quits on this job. I walked the fuck out. I was so damn angry at the bitch who put me in this job. I told her I wasn't going to be working as a Kitchen Porter any more.
Bitterness and disgusted. I walked home and took the tram back to my house. I told my Philipino Housemate how disgusted I was to be called a POOF AND DOOF. All my housemates were furious at what happened.
So, I got on the phone and reported the incident to Crown Casino. I was reporting 2 problems 1) Homophobic Slur used on a staff member who is Heterosexual 2) having a receptionist swear on the job.
The woman at Crown Casino was sorry to hear about my incidents. She would pass on my details to the person in charge.
The following week I spoke to the woman in Charge. I told her it was a bald fat, Asia-[AUstralian who called me a POOF AND DOOF at Crown Casino on the 25th August and there was also a male Red hair Chef.
I said to the woman on the end of the phone:"IF THIS WAS MOGADISHU AND YOU CALLED ME A POOF AND DOOF I'D BASH THE LIVING SHIT OUT THAT PERSON"
This was the only time in my life I have ever threatened someone. Back in the day, you could say "OH I HAVE FRIENDS IN THE AFRICAN NATION CONGRESS WHO CAN come OVER TO YOUR HOUSE AND BEAT YOUR RACIST ASS TO PULSE!" But these days threating to Bash the shit out of a homophobe in Melbourne oran Uzbek Terrorist in Stockholm can be seen as a threat.
I escaped working at Crown Casino the following day. I was glad not to be working on that Saturday because I got to meet Stephen and Jess from FLYING THE NEST. I inspired those guys dearly and so they did influence me a bit more.
I lasted worked a day in Melbourne on the 30th of August. I told the Korean lady at the rich Girl School that I wasn't going to be a kitchen porter anymore. I spoke to a knobhead at Pinnacle people and this cunt of a woman told me she had never laid eyes on my resume despite the fact I delivered my resume to their stupid office on my first day in Melbourne.
The Cow told me that Pinnacle People in Melbourne doesn't work sporting events and if I wanted to do that work I should enlist in Spotless. I had worked for those Spotless bastards in 2013/2014 and they were nothing more but retarded who like hiring Immigrant over Australian born people and not letting people move up.
I started to become REALLY SICK that week. It just started off with the flu but by the start of the following week, I was going downhill. I was throwing up, I couldn't keep my Medicine down, I couldn't keep anything down.
I went North to visit Dr.Dedu and she just gave me vomiting and Diahrea medication. She told me that Vomiting and Diahrea can't be related to the flu. Taking these medicines made me hallucinate meaning when I closed my eyes I could see various patterns.
I called my Mum in Sydney and she told me to go to the hospital and ask for a Hydrocortisone injection. The truth is if my body is throwing up my medicine I have to have this injection.
So I took a taxi to Royal Melbourne Hospital and was admitted instantly to an operating room. My Temperature was high, Blood pressure was high, I was dehydrated, my penis wasn't even producing an erection. I knew I was on death's door.
I could picture myself up that Pearly gates drinking cider with Jackie Collins and Cliff Burton. I wasn't ready to leave this earth aged 30 years and 9 months!
Some guy came into the room to give me an IV drip. it had been 20 years since I was last on a DRIP. 2 bags of IV fluids were made to rehydrate me. This GP asked me if I was British. I told him I was, but I was back in Australia because all the Eastern Europeans were taking my jobs!
This doctor found me funny.
Minutes later a male Chinese Nurse came into the room to inject Hydrocortisone into my arm. 2 injections did the trick. I was so happy to be in this hospital. I was wheeled into a ward where IV fluids were pumped into my arm.
I called up my parents in both Cairns and Sydney to tell them where I was. Dad told me not to do any work until I got back to Sydney. Mum asked that my Cousin Georgia should run me over some Hydralight.
I was discharged from Hospital the following day. The next day I was summoned to go down the road and attend my stupid Job Centre appointment. The lady called Zoe condemned me for not turning up with a doctors note and for hanging up on her phone call.
This bitch called Zoe tried to get me a job at Crown Casino, but after the Homophobic slurs thrown at me and threats of Jihad thrown at Crown Casino, I bet I'll never set a toe in that shithole ever again!
The following week I was getting called in to do Handy Man work at Pinnacle People and even asked to work at the MCG. I was too scared to work a shift at the MCG due to all the I.S threats that were going around Melbourne. Plus I was still feeling shit.
One day I went out to have Chinese Lunch with my COusin Georgina. I'd seen her 3 times in Melbourne this year. I gave her some chocolate as a thank you for all the support she has given me at this time in Melbourne.
I felt glad that I was still sick as this was my GET OUT OF WORK CARD.
As for living in this house in Melbourne. I really did get along with all my housemates. I lived with people from Mexico, Colombia, Venezuela, Britain, Korea, Philipines.
When this New Zealander moved into the house, he really was an iron saviour to me. During my sick times, he used to think I had NARCOLEPSY. It was in the last few weeks in Melbourne that the Colombian Housemate had been drinking his milk and stealing my food.
One day a Police Officer and a GP from a Phyco hospital knocked on the door and asked if this man was still living here. The Kiwi guy asked me if we remembered him. I said this man appeared 3 weeks ago asking to move back in, but the landlady said no.
On the 20th of September 2016, I boarded a train back to Sydney. I was returning to my hometown after 5 months away.
I left behind so much bullshit in Melbourne. I had been fucked around by Pinnacle People, employers couldn't give me a job, Crown Casino was Homophobic to a Heterosexual man. But the important thing was that I lived in Melbourne, worked there and got along with my Housemates better than the scum in Smethwick.
Before I left Melbourne I booked a one-way ticket to Hong Kong for $176 AUD. I had always dreamt about going to Hong Kong since I was a little boy. Since I was heading to The Kong I also decided it would be my best interest to get on the Trans Siberian Railway in Vladivostok as it has been a train I'd been wanting to take since 2016.
. My mother collected me from the Shopping Centre in Castle Hill and drove me to her friend's house down the road. It was good to be back in Sydney. She was shocked at the way I was looking. I hadn't eaten well in the past few weeks.
My Mum was house sitting an Indian friends parents house while they went to Hawaii for the week. We had to look after a big dog called Tasha who was 14 years old while they were away. That weekend I went out to see Bastardizer at a club in Newtown. Guitarist Bill Morgan dedicated a song to OVERLAND METALHEAD
A week after I left Melbourne I moved into a Chinese family house in Winston Hills. I had my own room again. Mum had brought me a lot of food that I kept in a box, she paid my rent for me.
In return, I helped my Mum move into a big house in the Western Suburbs of Sydney.
7 weeks after I left Melbourne, I flew out of Sydney, went to Hong Kong for 5 days before flying to Vladivostok and overland it to London in 3 weeks and 2 days. I had moved back to the UK for the 3rd time in less than 18 months.
Since I resumed my life in the UK. there have been times that I have felt that I would give up on Britain and go back to Australia, but there is one thing for sure. I will never ever live in Melbourne ever again. Everyone at Pinnacle People, Lygon Steakhouse, Direct Recruitment, Spotless Group can all go and get fucked for all I care!
It was during those 8 weeks living in a dormitory room in Flemington that inspired me to live a whole year in London Hostel. So far I have lived like 16 months in London hostels before finding my feet in my current North London home.
That should be the question on everyone's mind. Let says you know someone from school. Years later you stumble into their web when they have gotten married. Since they are married, you tend to see both people in the couple as ONE FRIENDSHIP, not TWO!
Then all of a sudden a baby comes along and this friendship is in tatters because these 2 people no longer care hat you are doing in life and when horrible things happen, they won't be in your corner!
The sole person in this friendship TRIANGLE IS YOU. You may be single with no ambitions of ever getting married, you may be a homosexual who doesn't want children in your life. You may already be married or in a deep relationship. Your better half isn't probably interested in ever hanging out with your childhood friend or University pal or even long friendship working relationship.
When I met Metal Steve in 2008, he has just gotten married to a nice teenager from Canada called Vanessa. I called them both Metal Steve and Metal Nessa because I saw them both as one friendship. I have had me up and down with this couple when they lived in Sydney since they live in Winnipeg, I keep an open dialogue with both people.
When I was in high school there was this girl in my grade called Crystal. She was a grade A student with a love affair for playing the flute. I did think she was hot back in the day. Crystal and I both went to the same scumbag Catholic Church in Baulkham Hills.
Even though both of us were under the same roof in mass, I never really reached out my hand and said hello.
It wasn't until one church gathering in 2011. I was 26, had carved up 15 nations and was surfing the life of working 2 jobs to move to England! Crystal had gotten married recently to a guy called Jerimiah who was of Afro-America/White Australian blood.
The following year I spent a lot of time with both Crystal and Jerry. They started this thing called Home Church. This made me become a bit more of a Catholic, despite the fact I was in a dry spell of 3 years.
After I started having sex again in July 2013, I was really questioning the Catholic Church. I didn't want to be a part of a scumbag organization. I was sleeping with escorts because I was too retarded to ever get into a relationship. Plus no women out there were hurling themselves at me unless I hurled cash at them first!
All of a sudden Crystal and Jerry became parents. At this time I was raving to Jerry about my sex life with $300 an hour escort in North Shore and I was writing to Crystal at what I was doing in my awesome new job as a waiter.
Crystal just pretty much stopped writing to me. When She saw me in person at Church meeting she was like OH THANKS FOR YOUR EMAIL, IM SORRY I DIDN'T REPLY.
Jerry was also the same thing. Every time I had passionate penetrating sex with a woman over 45, I would end up writing to him a 12 page MS Word document explaining the full details of all 5 inches of my manhood encounters.
As I turned 28 I entered a darker period of my life. I was paying for sex (but spending less on each woman), I wasn't travelling, my Zero hour contract really did give me zero fucking hours for weeks on end and I had completely fallen out with every Catholic at St.MIchael CHurch.
Crystal wrote to me on X-mas Day 2013 to say that even if I had moved to Birmingham in the future she would still be my friend.
Jerry, on the other hand, we kind had a huge divide. He hated me paying for sex, but he was fine that I was going to leave the church.
I did, I left the Catholic church in early 2014.
I was still attending Crystal and Jerry HomeChurch program. But my opinions on many things would enrage the fuck out of others.
Some knobhead called Nick Richards hated me for my Heavy Metal music. Fine I hate the Catholic Church because you pricks have to have so many children and you won't respect us RETARDED PEOPLE wishes to have taxpayers funded sex with prostitutes to maintain our inner sanctum of sanity.
In the midst of 2014, I was so outraged at what Tarren Brumfit was doing. She was basically shedding her skin and not making a living out of doing it. Now when your a hooker, a stripper or a pornstar, you make a living out of being naked. Taryn Brumit, Deborah Bloody Hutton doesn't.
Those type of Imperlaist Scum wants to shove pornography down the mainstream and sicken children's minds who watch Sunrise before school and anger the ultra-Orthodox religious woman who reads THE WOMANS WEEKLY.
I told Crystal that people like her (religious nutters) should be the one who smashes this system to bits.
Crystal had no power to write me an email to tell her not to share my Anti Imperialist views with her. She had to get her Husband Jerry to say it to me in person.
People who have no time to write back to people as they just use bullshit emojis or the dumbarse facebook thumb up, really need to be hit with a dictionary so fucking hard their nose shall bleed!
Nobody sketches a picture of a thumbs up and posted to their penpal in Japan back in 1959!
In all of this time in 2014, I was enjoying my sexual relationship with hookers over 50, but then again I was planning to visit many countries in the next few years. Even move to Birmingham someday.
I had time spent with Jerry, but every time I wanted to call him up, HIS VOICEMAIL WAS FULL. I think I even remember a time that his Gmail inbox was also full.
at the last Quarter of 2014, I started getting really badass dreams. I'd get dreams about my scumbag cousin John (whom I backstabbed in London during the Olympics) and his bitch wife Bronwen and during these Dreams. I would kinda burry the hatchet over this bullshit.
So I'd wake up one day and I'm like WHY THE FUCK AM I HAVING THESE DREAMS. Is it a sign to tell me that I should hand over the olive branch of peace to a couple that was nothing more than a tool/a bitch!
After work, I raced over to Jerry's house. He lived a stone throw away from where I grew up in Baulkham Hills. I knocked on his door and he basically ranted about not having a day off and that I should call beforehand.
2 minutes later he is fucking apologising to me for his rudeness. I try to explain to him what is happening in my life with this stupid dream. All he basically told me was WRITE ME AN EMAIL.
So that's what I did. I wrote this useless sack of shit an email and hoped that he would take 5 minutes out of his life to held unscramble my problems. He never did!
2 weeks later my bitch AUnt Cecily died. When I called Jerry, he answered the phone and expressed his condolences. I wasn't too sad but I just wanted to tell him that I was glad she was gone.
When 2015 came along. I had been away from St.Michaels catholic church for such a long time. I made a brief appearance to tell this Vietnamese traitor Nathan Tran about my recent trip to Timor and that I'm gonna move to Sweden by years end. This prick (who would never set foot in a Muslim nation). Called me Crazy.
One Sunday in March 2015. I had wild sex with a 63-year-old prostitute in Sydney. My 30 minutes with this woman was powerful as FOREIGNER AND WHITESNAKE came on the radio during this time.
By the end of the day, I wrote my last raising email to Jerry. I deleted him off facebook and every other St.Micks knobs head. I thoughts after 3 years, I just don't think we can be friends.
I last saw Jerry and Crystal in Aril 2016 at the funeral of this lady Maggie whose sons I went to School with. I told Jerry I was going back to England and that I was no longer interested in living in Sydney again. I spent a few months away from Sydney before I came back to help my Mum with her move and then I left and haven't gone back to Australia in over 2 years.
I don't blame the birth of their son Samuel for tearing apart this friendship. I can become friends with people who already have children. I even remember these parishioners from my Anglican Church in Sweden.
It's just since the birth of Samuel that couple became CHANGED PEOPLE.
What I do believe is that Crystal and Jerry never really gave a care in the world about me, my problems, my falling out with the Church. Jerry did his best to influence me from seeing hookers. He did warn me that I would end up bankrupt like someone he once met.
Jerry never believed that my addiction to prostitutes was an excuse for not wanting to get married, not wanting to have children or not being able to get a girlfriend.
Crystal and Jerry were jealous about the shit load of nations I was able to visit in a small amount of time. They always moaned about not leaving their own continent while I had been on 4 in a week. People with Children who feel jealous about how I have been on 80 nations are nothing more but fucking retarded. If you want to visit an excessive amount of nations, then maybe you should have had your tubes ties and snipped, gone to those 50 nations and then adopted a child or two out of African.
Nobody forced me to visit 80 nations and nobody forces you to have children. If you throw away your religious bullshit maybe you can find a way in life to get to 50 nations.
Anyway, I'm going to think wisely about whom I choose my friends or whom I hang out with. There a lot of people I see a friend on the work sites in the last 5 years, but I would never go for a drink with them or Heckle Kylie Minogue with them
I'm Ovelrnad Metalhead
Back in June 2018 I was going through a period in life that I have never been so fucking angry. I've walked out of jobs, called BAD people all the names under the sun, protested outside a consulate in Sydney over a genocide that happened when I didn't exist.
I was angry because the Head Chef in this business acquired me to work 24 hours in 2 days. This was due to a German lady resigning from a back injury, an Indian Muslim not wanting a dishwasher job and a French person being hired on the spot without a trial.
One day I got a message in my Instagram inbox from man from the other side of the world. He was a fan of the British Actress Lynne Frederick. I had never heard of this woman before or even seen any of the handful of films she starred in.
He was asking me to go out to Golders Green Crematorium and film some stuff at the grave marker than say Lynne Sellers.
It would take me untill September 2018 when Jordan the Lion took all us Lionhearts out to a pub in Westminster where Lynne Frederick's husband Peter Seller recorded the GOON SHOW that I would learn who Peter Sellers was.
On a day off work I went out to my favourite Crematorium ground in North West London where I found the grave of Lynne Fredricks. She died in 1994 of natural causes.
Lynne Ashes was mixed in with Peter Sellers. There is a plaque on the eastern wall with her married name Lynne Sellers. When Lynne died she left behind a young daughter Cassie and her own Mother.
When I got home that day, I felt like I had learned allot more about Lynne. If you ask the average Joe blow on the streets of London about Lynne, they probably would know nothing. But if you dropped the name PETER SELLERS then you have got the ball rolling
9 months since I recorded my footage, this documentary is now online on YouTube. My footage is towards the end of the documentary.
When I was a young boy, I really did suck badly education. I sucked so bad that I was forced to repeat Year (grade) 5 in 1997. Before that hardship of repeating the 5th grade happened, I developed a love for books written by one author
I don't know if it was the Quientin Blake illustrations that drew me into Mr.Dahl work. It's what Roald wrote about in his life time that made my childhood amazing.
I had paperback/hard copies of
James and the Giant Peach
Charlie and the Chocolate factory
I saw both "James and the Giant Peach" and "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" at the Cinemas in 1997/2005. I always watched Matilda and the 70's Willy Wonka movies when they were on TV
What I remember about 1995 is that during my time reading Roald Dalh books in the library, the Librarian told us all the Roald died in 1990. I was 5 at the time of his death.
A year later my surrogate Grandma Marleen Hill told me that Roald died of a heart attack. Years later I discovered it was actually Blood Cancer.
During my first year in High School, I remember having to study "BOY" the autobiographical book written by the man himself. Reading about Roald losing his father and sister within 6 weeks and the canning he would get in School and university really did pull heart strings on me.
Fast forward 23 years after I have picked up my first Roald Dahl book. Its now 2018, I have written 2 books about my travels, I've seen shitloads of Heavy Metal bands, Slept with 40 women, set foot on 73 nations, lived in New York, Sydney, Melbourne, Birmingham, London and Stockholm and I've pretty much visited the graves of 10,000 men and women whom died in both World Wars.
I've been living in the United Kingdom for 3 years now. In all of this time I've gone out of my way to pay my respects at the grave of: Steve Took, John Bonham, Steve Clark, Gary Thain, Keith Moon, Paul Kossof, Marc Bolan, Joe Collins, Amy Winehouse, Conor Clapton, Jacqueline du Pré, Karl Marx, Sandy Denny, Phil Lynott and my own Great Grandma and Great Aunt grave!
But there are still allot of famous musicans that I haven't visited their final resting place: John Lord, Keith Emerson, Garry Moore, Ian Curtis, Robin Gibb, Pete Farndon
Since I feel like I'm running out of famous graves to visit in the UK, my travels takes me to Scandanavia. Quothon, Greta Garbo, Pelle Lindberg and Dead, all within Stockholms transport system.
Today i was going to head south and go visit Keith Emerson grave. I've never listened to an ELP record in my life, but I can bloody well hear the influence when I see Jordan Rudess play the Keyboards in Dream Theater.
Train tickets were expensive. With my last day off for 2018 on Thursday I checked train ticket. Even though they were cheap, It didn't give me much walking times to and from the station.
Then sudderly, I remember about Roald Dalh. It had been many years since I picked up one of his books.
After a quick google search it turns out, hes buried not far from a National rail Station and to get there all I had to do was take the Metropolitian line train to the last stop out west!
I took the bus from my house to Kings Cross Station and got on the Metropolitian line train. I was so lucky this train was getting divered to Watford as I only had to change tube trains twice.
Got off the tube and waited 30 minutes for the next train to Great Missenden. It only cost me 6.20 return from a tube station to Great Missenden. So money worth spent!
As i checked my maps, i noticed theres a museum about Roald Dahl. I walked past it on the way to Saints Peter and Paul Anglican church. It was closed on Monday, but I didn't know any better. I picked up a few phamplets about the museum so I could mail them to my Mum.
From the Station to the cemetery. It took me 20 minutes walking time. When I saw the big castle like Anglican Church, I knew I was at the right location.
I found it amusing to walk into Saints Peter and Paul church in Great Missenden on a Tuesday afternoon. I heard the sounds of someone playing the organ! It must have been a rehersal, nobody walks into an Anglican Church and starts playing the Organ!
After signing the prayer request book, I walked into the Cemetery. No marker numbers were needed, just find the big grave that has allot of flowers I guessed.
The phamplets I picked up 5 minutes ago told me there were big foot prints leading to Roald grave. These were the footprints of the BFG's
I stood at the grave of Roald Dahl. I had to let my emotionals be sad because that is what death is all about. Yes I am sad that I never got to meet Roald Dalh or write him a letter. But I am glad that after 23 years since I picked up "James and the Giant Peach" that I got to thank Roald Dahl for making my childhood wonderful, despite all the bullshit adversity I went through.
I couldn't help but wonder, why wasn't Roald buried near his daughter Olivia who died age 7? Normally familys tend to get buried together. Turn out Olivia is buried in the same cemetery but in a different location.
I left Saints Peter and Paul Cemetery today with some inspiration in my pocket. Its the same type of magic stuff I get when I visit Sandy Denny in Putney or Qurthon in Sansbourg, Dead in the very south of Stockholm or Euronomus in Ski!
Write another page
Cross another border
Visit another town
Stay another day
Make another friend
Play another album
Try another meal.
After spending the last 2 years using Jackie Collins books as props and hardly remembering what any of her books are about, I kinda belive that I really do remember what happens in Roald Dalh books.
So maybe next year when my Nephew Zac turns 10, I'll post him a copy of James and the Giant Peach!
After seeing Roald Dalhs grave, I think I need to go visit all those other famous people I just listed. I get 2 days off work every week to go inside or outside of London and do what I feel like.
I always return to work the next day with stories to inspire others!
The clock went forward and Wednesday 7th November 2018 clocked in. That day marked 2 years since I left Australia, 2 years since I was last in the Southern Hemisphere and on the 14th of November it was 2 years since I was last in the UTC +10 time zone.
I have been away from my home town of Sydney for 2 years. Plus the 5 months I was away from Sydney during 22nd April till 20th September as I was wasting time in the UK, broke packing in South east Asia, fighting with dumb employers in Melbourne.
"I haven't worked in Sydney since April 2016 and I haven't lived with my Mum since then".
It's quiet surprising that when I left Australia (for the 3rd time in under 16 months) I was 30 years old, I'd been on 49 nations and I had never earned any money in the UK.
You fast forward 2 years I am 32 going on 33, I have been on 72 nations, I have worked full time in London, I have residing in Stockholm, Sweden for a month and haven't gone back to Australia.
There have been times in the last 2 years where I have wanted to go back to Australia, mainly because I was sick of things.
The reason I haven't gone back to Australia is that I am too busy completing my map of Europe, that if I went back to Australia for sometime, then I don't think I would be able to visit x amount of countries. Plus i fear political persecution if I ever go back to Australia for being an Anti Imperialist, anti Western Imperialism, Pro Syrian bastard.
If I returned to Australia today, then the only new countries I could reach within a day would be Philipines. Japan, both Koreas, Taiwan. With Asian airlines I could also get Sri Lanka, Bangladesh Maldives, Bhutan, Pakistan and Mongolia.
But it would be super expensive to get over to South America or trying to get to Mexico while avoiding a US Transit!
Being away from Australia I've missed out on allot of things: Birthdays, funerals, Baptisms, CHURCH services, Anglican friends, Armenian friends, childhood friends, Body Count, seeing Dream Theater in OZ for the 4th time, having sex with MILF escorts, people get sick, people die and I'm on the other side of the world really not feeling that I am missing out or feeling homesick.
But in my UK life I've seen bands such as: Queensryche, Armored Saint, Death Angel, King Diamond, Metal Church, Kylie Minogue, Anthrax, The MIghty Wraith, Eradikator, JoanovArc, SisterShotgun, Dream Theater, IDestroy, Voivod, Lee Aaron, Neuronspoiler, Neverworld, Toxik, Dorja, Flowerpot, Narda Narda, Hands off Gretel, Saint Vitus, Tokyo Taboo, I am Aquatine, Anvil, Dark Angel, Lawmower Deth, Kim Wilde, Love Zombies, Raven, Hatchet, Burn out Wreck, Y&T and Diamond Head.
I've met people like Joan Collins DBE, Lauren Tate, Dolly Daggerz, Stockard Channing, Lee Aaron, Pauline Collins, Franco Nero and the Cuban Ambassador to London.
I was in the UK during the 5 terrorist attacks of 2017, the birth of Prince Louis, the death of my Grandma Joyce, The royal wedding. the Blizzard of Feburary 2018 and I voted in the June 2015 general election,
In the UK I've been to London, Newcastle, Middlesbrough, Edinburgh, Glasgow, Inverness, Stonehaven, Aberdeen, John O'Groats, Lands ends, Penzance, St. Mawes, Cambridge, Bristol, Bournemouth, Portsmouth, Birmingham, Stafford
I have had friends/family from Derby, Winnipeg, Los Angeles, Perth and Guernsey visit me while no one related to me by blood in Middlesbrough has ever had to balls to travel south and see me
But the important thing was that in my UK life I gained everything that I wanted (NHS number, NI number, renting in London, living in London, working in London, paying taxes, getting free medical), I paid a pornstar for sex with British Tax Payers money and I got to leave Australia and visit: Hong Kong, Macau, China, Russia, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Finland, Sweden, Denmark, Georgia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Armenia, Malta, Norway, Vatican City, Belarus, Iceland, Bosnia, Montenegro, Albania, Kosovo, Greece, Slovakia, Ukraine and Moldova.
So now that I have been away from Australia for a long length of time, what it the fucking plan for the near and foreseeable future Overland Metalhead?
The plan is to keep working in London as long as I don't run out of hostel to stay at in London. I did rent for 2 months when I came back from Sweden in August 2018, but after my trip to Portugal at the end of November, I'll only go abroad every 3 month to NON EUROPEAN NATIONS.
There are talks in Sweden that I might get posted there over winter and if I do get the job offer I will take it. After my winter in Sweden I will move back down to Stockholm and live there. I really do want that Swedish residence.
If I am not getting posted to Sweden then the next big thing I want to get out of my system is a trip to South America and a trip to Central America, Overlanding from Cancun to Panama City and another overland trip from the French/Brazilian border to Guyana.
Cairo to Cape Town is a pipe dream, I don't know when I can do it or if when I will be able to afford to do it. I was hoping to be in Egypt, Jordan, Lebanon and Cyprus for my 33rd birthday this month, but things fell through and I wasn't willing to pay allot of money just to travel through Jordan and on the red sea to visit Egypt.
My country tally will probably be 73 at the end of this year. I won't be able to go overseas again until the low airfares happen in January/February
I have said a shitload of times that I will retire from travelling after 100 nations so I can focus on my Swedish life. So 27 more countries to visit, but someday I just want to go over to Sweden to stick my foot in the door, live there for 5 years and get the passport i want!
I am not really going to turn my back on Australia. If I did ever give up on UK life to return to Australia, I don't think I'd move back to the UK at any given point. I think after sometime in Australia, I would go back to Sweden.
If you going to ask about changes, well I haven't paid for sex since June 2018 and i haven't been to a swingers club since November 2017. So the whole PAYING FOR SEX addiction has kind of slipped away from me since I went to Sweden. I promised myself in 2014 that if I ever moved to the UK I would do it less and if I ever moved to Sweden I would just abstain around for a girlfriend.
I have been able to get up on stage allot in London and talk about allot of things in life: I have spoken about Central Asia, Caucaus, Dream Theater, my friend Steve, Olivia Newton-John, Queensryche and the Tran Siberian Railway. I will never run out of things to talk about after 33 years of life.
So to all the scumbags, xenophobic, retards, doubters, jealous family members, questioners and wankers. To all those people who have kept moaning at me that I am always coming home to Australia after giving up on the UK life in Aug 2015, June 2015. ALL I CAN SAY IS GO FUCK YOURSELF!
To all the snobs who never gave me a chance to work for their business in Birmingham (and never had the brains to write me a rejection letter) You too can also get fucked, because I had a fun time spending your taxes on rent and sex with pornstars. I would have stayed put in Birmingham if you gave me chance, but spending 40 quid to have sex with a hot MILF pornstar in Birmingham with your taxes was the one thing I had been wanting to do since July 2015.
So anyway I will end this on a high note with a remind to you all that yes you can travel from the Atlantic ocean in Portugal to the Pacific Ocean in Vladivostok. You can travel from Lands end to John O'Groats in under 7 days, you can work in the United Kingdom if your Father/Mother was born here, you can meet someone famous if you hang outside a fire exit, you can sleep with a porn star without cameras filming you, you can see Dream Theater and Kylie in two continents and best of all you can sit on a train in Russia for 7 days!
Thanks for all your support in the 2 years I have been living in the UK. Your all legends
In 1989 there was a movie that came out. It’s called The Wizard. It wasn't really a box office smash, but it basically became a Cult Movie. I was the first time America got to see SUPER MARIO BROTHERS 3.
Super Mario Bros 3 is a video game close to my heart as I used to play with my childhood friend Sarsha at her Mother’s house.
I never watched the movie itself. But the plot is a child called Jimmy is in an institution, his brother busts him out and the go across America. Jimmy is good at video games. Throughout the film Jimmy is mad about going to California and in the end of it he leaves his lunchbox that has photographs of his dead twin sister inside one of the Cabazon Dinosaurs. This is where his family previously went on vacation.
So make this into reality. Have you ever just traveled to somewhere far away in order leave something somewhere special? This isn't really like going to the TIP and throwing out the old Christmas tree, but it could be like throwing relatives ashes in some river or leaving something monumental to you at the grave of someone famous.
My Uncle Brain Walter Gardner died age 71 on the 7/7/2012. That was the most horrible day of my life! Worse than being told you have to take medication for the rest of your life.
I wrote to my employer’s bookkeeper and she wrote me a lovely comforting email and gave me a sympathy card. With the Quote
'When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.'
It was from the famous Lebanese poet Kahlil Gibran. I rediscovered who this guy was 5 years later when I saw Dream Theater perform "Breaking all Illusions" live in Birmingham (before I was punched out that night)
“Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.”
“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
6 years after the passing of my Uncle Brian. I feel like I need to go somewhere in the world to remember him. I've already been in London, Stockholm, Malaysia, and Turkey on his anniversary of death.
But there is something within me that is telling me that I should go to Lebanon and overland it to the Gibran Museum in Bsharri and leave my photo of my Uncle Brian at the tomb of Mr. Gibran
The one thing about my photo of Uncle Brian is that it’s the only one I have with him and me. Because after he died in 2012 I destroyed all of my photos from my New Zealand family reunions from 2008-2012 because all of these reunion were screwed up thanks to my Uncles sister Kathy who has been a cow.
I wrote a nice long email to everyone in that New Zealand family and only 2 people had the decency to write back to me and praise me for what I did in Singapore, Malaysia, UK, Germany, Iran, India and Nepal. This was after the time I realized that Iranian people are better than white New Zealanders!
After I destroyed all of my New Zealand family photos I just stopped giving 2 shit about New Zealand. I have been to 57 more nations since I gave the Middle finger to New Zealand. All 57 countries I have been to since 2012 are fucking better than New Zealand, even the one that is covered in poverty!
I just feel that going to Gibran tomb in Lebanon will give me the same inspiration as I got from visiting, Olof Palme, Sandy Denny, Quorthon, Dead, Euonymus, Marcel Jacob, Greta Garbo and Marc Bolan’s grave.
My Uncle Brian in heaven probably does understand why I don't visit New Zealand anymore, he probably feel sad that I don't talk to his sister Kathy or that I back stabbed his nephew John in London. But I know that he’s smiling with me when I discovered more about my Great Uncle Mick travels in WWII and I've been to nearly every country in Europe.
UNCLE MICK GOT THE SANDS OF LIBYA IN HIS LUNGS; EVERYONE ELSE GOT TB- Brian Walter Gardner on 27th December 2011
Question: SO IF YOU GO TO Gibran TOMB IN LEBANON IN 2018 AND LEAVE YOUR DEAD UNCLES PHOTO AT Gibran GRAVE, WILL THIS BRING CLOSURE TO YOU?
Answer: It will bring closure that I have made it to Lebanon, put two things together and left an impact on my life.
It was closure when I visited my friend Matty grave 6 years after he died, it was closure on the retarded world of Pop music when I became a Dream Theater fan and it was closure when I left Australia at 30 to live in the UK.
Anyway I can't wait to get to Beirut in the next few months and see what its like. Its a shame Lebanon doesn't have any trains or the only way to get from Beirut Airport is by Taxi or wait for the bus.
Waiting all my life in station
in the last few days on tour in June 2018 I just realize that I have been spending a whole bloody amount of time waiting in a bus station, waiting in a train station, waiting in an airport. This is something that I have been used to doing for most of my adult life.
I never like being late for anything, I've only ever missed one flight in my life, I missed one coach in London (because of some fuck up with announcements). But in all my life, I feel like I am living in bus stations!
In the past 3 years, I have slept at Victoria coach station about 5 times, I've waited for my bus home to Birmingham or my coach to France or even a coach to the airport. The last time I slept at Victoria coach station i was homeless for a night because there was no beds vacant at Birmingham Central Backpackers. 5 days later I left Birmingham for good to live a year in London!
But in the past week I feel like all the bus station in the Balkans and Greece lack many things
PLUS THEY HAVE SO MANY BEGGAR CUNTS, I JUST CROSS MY ARMS AND SAY no!
There have been times this past week where I have been at the bus station, my laptop is flat, my phone is flat and my Camera is flat and there is no where else to charge them, there is no internet cafe anywhere and there just nothing interesting to do.
Thessaloniki station has a waiting room with power sockets and free WiFi. A huge step up than what ATHENS station has.
At least Skopje bus station has a coffee shop where you can drink coffee, charge your phone and buy some religious propaganda for your MUM!
I was sitting in a waiting room at Athens station. My laptop battery is on its last legs. I got another 3 hours and 55 minutes till this night train to northern Greece leaves
I haven't been able to check facebook on my phone, post instagram pics or even vlog.
Yes it is my fault that I don't carry power banks for android. But another problem is, hardly any of these buses in the BALKANS even come with POWER SOCKETS.
The last bus that I saw one on was going from Pula to Split. It had a stupid USB charge that you would hang from the roof as well as a simple 2 prong Europe plug
I just feel these days that I am getting too bored in new cities, I'm seeing everything in a matter of minutes and I'm boring my arse off inside these waiting rooms.
Why isn't there ever a place for us back packers in MODERN European Countries to charge our phone, check our emails, surf the web, do our laundry? You got to remember Ryanair and Wizz Air CHARGE YOU TO CHECK IN. Good luck trying to find somewhere to print your boarding card out in Podgorica, Pristina or even ATHENS!
Even when I don't OVELRAND (When I fly). I can still check my emails with wife, charge my stuff and even oggle some awesome things online.
Athens Train Station need a freaking make over
FIX YOUR TOILETS
TURN ON YOUR SCREENS
GET THAT WIFI RUNNING
AND STOP BORING THE SHIT OUT OF ME!
Back in 2017 I found this YouTube channel of a vlogger called JORDAN THE LION. He lives in Los Angeles and everyday he shows us views to sights in L.A that the average tourist may never visit
Jordan is the first person to ever Vlog Jackie Collins grave in Westwood Memorial Park. Because I am going to face a hard time getting a B2 visa to visit America (Thanks to a 5 day trip to visit my Iranian Stoner friends in Tehran), Jordan really did bring me close to visit Jackie grave./
I mean I can go out to Golders Green Hoop Lane Cemetery or Hampsted church yard to visit Jackie's parents grave and belive that the spirit of Jackie also spooks around those places.
But yet again after living in L.A for a week there is so much stuff I didn't see because I didn't really know that well when I was 24.
Jordan decided to come to London this September to vlog a few different sights and meet up with other Lion Hearts. So at 12pm near Winston Churchill Statue, Jordan the Lion rocked up with his camera.
This is what I caught on my camera
And this is what Jordan The Lion vlogged with his camera.
Anyway, Thank you very Much Jordan the Lion for coming to London and vlogging with your favorite Lionhearts
Yes this is correct. Overland Metalhead has been renting in London.
After 1 month of living in a house in Stockholm, I moved back to London to resume my British life. I got a room to rent up untill mid October. SO after 12 months in Youth Hostel I have had my own room for a while.
I have to move back into Hostel for 4 weeks as I'll be overseas in November for 2 weeks
I am trying to fit in Portugal into my schedule for next month. Its too expensive to fly into Lisbon. So I'll just goto Faro Airport
I am looking forward to having my 33rd birthday somewhere in Africa
Laptop broke yesterday so I lost some of this book files I had started on, but it was early days.
anyway I need to get to work
Your old pal OVERLAND METALHEAD was recently fetured in the background of Luke McQueens Pilots program on BBC1.
On Friday 7th I recieved a message from a fellow Instagramer saying she just saw me on bbc1. SO I turned on my TV and saw myself on tv.
I was at a concert in Camden Town in April to see The Crimson Brigade, Stuka Squadron, Fleisch, Hex Morbidity.
So when The Crimson Brigade is on stage. Luke Mcqueen gets on stage, takes all his clothing off and asked any vampires to feast on him. A member of Stuka Squadron comes up on stage and he is squirted with Holy Water
Duke Fang and I were heckling McQueen to come back as a woman.
He left the stage. and the band played on
You can watch me on this bbc iplayer for the next few days. I have a clip of it on my instagram https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p06j81h2
10 years ago in Sydney I brought Ravens first 3 records on Vinyl: "Rock Until You Drop", "Wiped Out" and "All For One".
While living in that bullshit country, I told myself that If I was to ever move over to the UK I would go see RAVEN live.
10 years later I caught Raven at the Boston Arms in the Camden Area on this night
They had this really awesome Thrash band called Hatchet supporting them. Hatchet come from San Franscico and they have the awesome S.F Thrash sound we all remember from the 80's
Raven went on stage after 9pm
Destroy All Monsters
All for One Play
Hung, Drawn & Quartered
Rock Until You Drop
Faster Than the Speed of Light
Tank Treads (The Blood Runs Red)
Mind Over Metal
On and On
Break the Chain
Born to Be Wild / It's a Long Way to the top (If You Wanna Rock 'n' Roll)
Crash Bang Wallop.
I had the pleasure of meeting the Gallagher Brothers John and Mark. I also caught up with my favorite greek from Sydney Dimitri!
No today I am not being a jack ass by reviewing songs of artists I like that I think are crap. Its about time I thrown in my 2 pence worth of Delta *Goddammit* Goodrem performance of Olivia Newton-John in an Australian Television movie titled : Olivia Newton-John -Hopelessly Devoted To You
In the last few years in Australia Channel 7 has produced TV movies focusing on the lifes of Peter Allen, INXS. But in hine sight there has been so many movies made about various bands and artists that have gone before our time.
I remember watching HYSTERIA THE DEF LEPPARD STORY and being amazed that some actor had the balls to recreate Rick Allen losing an arm!
There is movies out there about: Beach Boys, Queen, The Four Seasons, NWA and the Runaways.
So when I read online that Delta Goodrem was set to PLAY Olivia Newton-John in a telemovie about her life. I felt like someone had strapped a rocket onto me and I was blasted off into space. When you hire a proper singer to recreate another Singers life in a movie, its not going to be a shitty musical.
I had a friend of mine tell me that she wished Chloe Lattanzi (Olivia's daughter) would portray her Mum. I thought Kylie could have done a good job or Lzzy Hale, Cristina Scabbia or Angela Gossow could have portrayed Olivia Newton-John and sang some cleans vocals.
So one day in London I called my Father up and I told him about this TV Movie thats coming out. My father had admired Olivia all of his life, even though he was married to a woman who fucking dispised her.
My Dad says "I am going to tape it down on a USB and mail it to your address in London". So we both waited for this thing to come on air in Australia.
I have been away from Australia for nearly 2 years, I don't miss TV shows or whats on the idiot box! But if someone is going to make a movie about a woman who taught me the difference between real music and shit music then I got see this!
While I was in Iceland my father was ringing me, He called me up to tell me how much he loves me. Dad also said that Delta Goodrem covered Olivia songs better than the original.
So I watched the silly trailer and found someone uploading tracks to youtube. When I heard Delta cover PHYSICAL. I THOUGHT WOW THESE GUITAR PARTS ARE ALLOT MEANER THAN STEVE LUKATHER!
I was so damn excited about this movie being released. I did spend most of my 20's gas bagging Delta Goodrem and every other Pop star of the 00's but that's because I'm a Metalhead who fucking hates today's music.
If you want to wow me, pick up a guitar and shred. Don't just autotune it or protools it!
Yes its awesome to go to a record shop in America and pick up some Eric Clapton, Linda Ronstadt, and Stevie Nicks records to go with your Winger, Y&T and Queensryche records.
All of a suddern 13th May came around. Part one was aired in Australia. I couldn't watch this show on 7plus because of GEO BLOCKING on their website.
After the episode aired my father called me to say that Morgan Griffin was fantasic portraying a young Olivia but then it was stunning when Delta took the microphone to sing "I Honestly Love you"
The 2nd part aired in Australia 7 days later. In that time I had gone out to see Foreigner in London. A week later I was doing a spoken word piece in London about being an ALTERNATIVE OLIVIA FAN.
My dad posted me this USB Stick on the 22nd of May 2018. I left the UK a few weeks later to travel around Europe and live in Sweden.
I was Kinda sad this USB stick didn't arrive before I left. I don't understand how I sent a letter to my Uncle in Middlesbrough and it only took 4 days. Nobody was uploading the movie to YouTube and getting VPN were too problematic.
One day in Sweden I got an email from my friend.He told my USB stick had arrived in London and he would keep it safe.
I came back to London in August to collect it.
I had very high hopes to watch this movie. Some of the stuff my Dad recorded didn't show on my laptop, So I had to install a player
Part 1: Was all about Olivia winning on Sing Sing Sing, recording her 1st single in the UK, touring with Pat Carol (before Pat got deported), dating Bruce Welch, working with John Farrar, recording "I Honestly Love you" and acting in Grease.
Because my father had started and stopped recording during AD breaks some parts of the film weren't playing properly. So I though, stuff part 1, I'll import the DVD from Australia.
I was too excited about Part 2 because I had hoped it would focus on my favourite Olivia era 1978-1985.
Part2: Filming Xanadu, recording Physical, opening Koala Blue with Pat Farrah, dealing with stalker Michael Perry, marrying Matt Lattanzi, birth of Chloe, death of Colette Chuda, Colapse of Koala Blue, Death of her father, Breast Cancer battle, divorcing Matt, meeting Patrick, Death of her mother, the disaperance of Patrick and that Opera House concert of 2006.
Now I might have been the last person IN Australia to see this film, but I don't live there any more and only 300-700k people in Australia watched this on TV when it was on. So my review might come a bit late or light years away. But in hinesight.
IT WAS A COMPLETE JOKE! Full of Negative shit and skipping on the brighter parts of Olivia's life that die hard ONJ fanatics know so well.
In STRAIGHT OUT OF COMPTON, You had to have EAZY E dying of AIDS, you couldn't skip that part. His death may have killed off a NWA reunion. But that movie had so much fun parts to resemble the years of NWA being groundbreaking in bullshit RAP MUSIC.
Death is a sad part in a movie, so are illness and disappearances. Don't make 1 moment cut into a film for 10 minutes.
THINGS THOSE STUPID SCREEN WRITERS MISSED OUT ON
No footage in CAMBRIDGE.
For fuck sake! Ask any Olivia fan on any 193 UN members of the world and they will tell you that woman was born in Cambridge to a Welsh father (who hunted Nazi's) and a German Jewish Mother (who fled the Nazi's). Nothing was mention on Cambridge, not even how the Newton-John's came to Melbourne by boat in 1954.
Pat moans to Olivia (before being deported) because Olivia's father was born in the UK.
Bryn Newton-John was Welshman and his daughter was an English girl. A British Birthright gave Olivia the chance to go back to the UK after many years in Australia and further a career as a British Citizen/naturalised Australian without any bullshit most people born in Australia have had to deal with in the last 50 years in London!
Pat Carol went on to marry an Australian Man (John Farrar) and live in the United States where Sam Farrar of Maroon 5 was born
"I Honestly Love You"
Released in 1974 not 1973! "Let Me be There" was top of the pops of 1973
No mention of Eurovision song contest.
Same year of 1974. Abba won it.
John Farrar never played guitar on stage during the Physical tour.
John Farrar didn't write the famous Guitar Solo that Steve Lukather Shreaded.
(That solo is probably the reason why Foreigner was stuck at #2 in America)
But during the 1982 Physical tour, there were 2 guitarist's were on stage with Liv shreading it up. There names are Buzz Feiten and Michael Landau. Not John Farrar
There were 2 stalkers.
They got the Stalker in the film (Michael Perry) right. He killed his relatives and was too mentally ill for the electric chair. But they really did forget to mention that other prick Ralph Nau who beat up his 8 year Autistic STEP brother to DEATH
Ralph Nau did try to hunt Olivia down in Australia. So if the Movie is showing getting protected in Australia then don't you think they could have mentioned other prick who was out to get Olivia?
Two of a Kind
Could have been mentioned more apart from a scipt. YES THE MOVIE DID SUCK BALLS But Twist of Fate was her last top 10 hit!
No mentions of Soul Kiss
That was the last TOP 40 song for Olivia and basically her last hit album.
The wedding was in 1984, Chloe born Jan 1986. Surly you could mention the album release.
Nothing about "The Rumour" or "A Mom for Christmas@''
Between the Birth of Chloe in 1986 and her Cancer diagnose of 1992. Olivia put out 2 albums, a greatest hits CD, made a TV special about Australia for the imperialist Bicentennial celebrations and filmed a TV Christmas movie in 1990.
The whole collapse of Koala Blue happened in 1991 before her cancer diagnosis, not sometime in the 80s.
As far as I know, someone actually asked Jimmy Degrasso from Suicidal Tendencies, Y&T & Megadeth to play drums for Olivia on that so called CEASARS PALACE
Olivia and Matt seperation
Didn't happen till 1995, not during the making of GAIA or her 1993 cancer remission.
Was recorded in 1993-94 and most of it written in 1992.
ONJ Cancer center
Didn't start building till the 00's
Come back to Country album of 1998.
No mention of that either. Think about a woman who ditched country music around 1978 and starts dabbling in it 20 years later.
Also total bullshit for using original scenes from the ending of Xanadu and the 2006 Olivia Opera house gig. I can spot Andy Timmons in an orchestra. So this production fails for not hiring someone like him or even having the balls to recreate this shit.
Delta did what she could to portray Olivia, but in no way was she even near Olivia
So as you probably know Avril Lavinge was my first concert back in 2003. Then I saw Kylie in 2006. I didn't see any women of Rock until i went and saw Heart during May 2010 in Phoenix.
After I moved to UK in 2015 I started seeing allot more female fronted rock bands in the UK. This was something I wasn't used to in Sydney. Because whenever I saw a woman on stage she was either a Bassist, a Keyboardist or even a guitarist
So here comes the low down on what women rock my world!
1. Lee Aaron
Lee Aaron is the first thing on the tip of my tongue when someone asked me who is my favourite female singer. I admire her 1982-1990 Era that included awesome tracks such as "Metal Queen", "Powerline", "Lady of the Darkest Night".
But her Jazz days were kinda awful to some fans and awesome for lovers of Jazz!
I had the pleasure of seeing Lee Aaron in Camden during July 2017. It was a fucking awesome concert and I nearly got hit in the head with her swinging mic.
2. Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart
It was 2007, Heavy Metal was growing in me but I was still spinning Kyle's stupid "X" on my CD player. Then one night in Sydney I discovered this band called HEART. They had two #1 hits in America with "Alone" and "These Dreams".
Heart had filled in a void in life 2 years after I stopped listening to Olivia and started playing allot more Metallica. Heart lead the way for other women in Rock music and influenced allot of ladies in Metal!
May 2010, I travelled to Phoenix AZ from my apartment in New York city to see Heart live. It was an awesome concert and the lovely thing about it was it became my #1 Non Heavy Metal concert. I shook hands with Ann and Nancy after the show. In the Taxi ride home I raved about Heart, Linda Ronstadt, Stevie Nicks, Pat Benatar and fucking Olivia Newton-John!
Man that Mexican-American Taxi driver knew what was on my ipod! I told him "YOU CAN STILL ROCK IN AMERICA"
3 Aiym Almas
In July 2017 i travelled to Bristol for one night. It was to give my friend Arthur a birthday card and to see 4 bands on stage: NARDA NARDA, FLOWERPOT, JOANOVARC and Dorja
Fronting the band Dorja was none other than the lovely Aiym Almas. She was born in Almaty Kazakhstan, she studied in the UK and now lives in Los Angeles
I have never met anyone from Central Asia, at at the time in my life I hadn't visited a single Stan country.
Aiym Almas had such a powerful voice. She ain't no pop star but she really does remind me of what came before her. When I went to Bishkek in Kyrgyzstan my hostel receptionist told me that AIYM MEANS Queen in Kazakh culture.
Months after my trip to Kazakhstan I saw Aiym at a Dorja gig in London. We talked over Kazakhstan culture and she told me that her name means Queen and Moon
When She was singing "Far Gone" that night I couldn't help but grasp the moment by singing along and crying at the same time
"TAKE ME, BREAK ME AS I AM, I'M NOT LEAVING!"
So maybe Doro doesn't have an album called METAL QUEEN. She is a Queen of Metal if you ask me! Being the front lady of Warlock she took this one German band to new heights. I owned all 4 Warlock albums on vinyl.
Even after the disbandment of Warlock and the loss of name (that she won back). Doro surged on in her Solo career. She is one hot Woman who makes Single men carry signs around saying DORO = MILF POWER when Doro takes the stage at Hellfest (even though shes not a Mum)
I saw Doro at Hellfest in 2011.
5 Kim Wilde
So Kim Wilde doesn't play a guitar on stage? So what! She comes from a family of rockers. Her brother and his daughter are on stage with her, she allows a General Admission audience and shes got a huge respect for HEAVY METAL
I first heard Kim Wilde in 1993 and it took me 25 years to see her live in Camden during 2018.
Dolly Daggerz of Tokyo Taboo is one amazing, high pitch singing, colourful musician. She and her husband Mike know how to perform on stage. All of the songs she write with Mike really does pull strings, but when she tells you all to SIT THE FUCK DOWN during "DROWNING" you better sit down and look at the stage!
Dolly is an awesome friend of mine. She like Wendy O Williams of my generation.
7. Lauren Tate
I first discovered a woman called Lauren Tate during my first stint in London. She got up on stage with 2 other guys and Becky Baldwin (amazing bassist) to front her band HANDS OFF GRETEL. She was dressed like Dorothy from Wizzard of OZ and had a mean fender guitar around her neck
Lauren Tate is a woman who will bring you off your feet and yelling your head off for more. I had then pleasure of meeting Lauren after a H.O.G X-mas gig in 2017.
She is such a beautiful person (and plays a good witch). She refused to be signed by a major label, she records music in her bedroom, she paints her own albums cover, she has 2 colours in her hair and for being age 21 Lauren Tate is doing stuff most pop stars could never do.
8. Bec Jevons
It was June 2017, I had just moved to London. I went to Big Red in the City to enjoy some sliders with my pal Arthur and some rock music.
Opening up for JoanovAc was Bristol punk rockers IDestroy. Bec Jeevson on Guitar, Becky Baldwin (whom has now left the band) on bass and Jenn Haneef on drums.
Idestroy really does kick out the jams, but its their lyrical fore points that really do wow me hard. When I hear about Bec wanting to destroy everything, it reminds me of the time I destroyed everyone of my photo from New Zealand as I couldn't bear to look back on these dimwits
Not only is Bec an amazing guitarist, she also plays the Keyboard!
I must also add that Jen Haneef on drums really does have a wicked sense of humour. Go watch IDestroy "Vanity Loves Me" video. Shes dresses like cat without any bullshit filters that most fools use on snap chat these days!
9 Chloe Ozwell
I saw Chloe fronting the band Sister Shotgun when I first lived in Birmingham. She is a very attractive young lady who likes to get off the stage to sing and dance with everyone in the front row. In 30 years in Australia, I have never see a woman get off the stage and start dancing with people headbanging in the front row!
10 Sam Walker
She fronts the band JoanovArc. Sings her heart out, plays the bass with her fingers and is one lovely bassits frontwoman. Her sister Shelly also sings well and so does Laura.
You really got to see J.O.A live sometime in the future if you are in England, Israel, Europe or Japan.
11. Steph Kiddle (Rexie)
I've been lucky to see this band Flowerpot a few times in my UK. Steph gets on stage she prowls around it like Bruce Dickson, hits high notes, gets on her knees to yell and is a really strong front woman.
You will see allot of Steph (Rexie) these days on Social Media as shes very busy lady with her Swords of Cygnus Medievil fighting competitions and encouraging others to stay fit.
12) Hollis Mahady
Shes an American woman who fronts an LA rock band LOVE ZOMBIES. I got to see them live in London in August 2018.
Thanks to my mate Arthur for getting me into their gig.
Hollis Really does kick arse!
The reason I have listed 12 Women ahead of Olivia is because they have what Newton-John hardly makes anymore.... ROCK MUSIC!
Yes as a straight Metalhead, I am proud to call myself an Alternative Olivia fan. I will only listen to Olivia Newton-John music from 1978-1988.
Soul Kiss is one of my top 10 albums of all time and the title track is a song I thought about when I lost my virginity with Carol Jane back in 2010. After all the song is about a woman begging to give a rad BJ!
Physical and Totally Hot are fucking amazing albums that you should have in your record collection. Its not just the singing I like, its those short burst of Steve Lukather guitar rifts that make me play air guitar.
Olivia was DETHRONED in the mid 80's thanks to dimwit pop stars Madonna and Kylie. These 2 moron's basically pushed the lady from Cambridge into the pit of hell and ONJ never ever had another hit single.
I got to see Olivia at the Sydney Opera House in 2012, this also gave me the chance to witness Andy Timmons live. I spent most of that night yelling out "Danger Danger" and falling asleep.
That Opera House concert was like one of the top 5 NON HEAVY METAL concerts I ever went to. Heart had a better concert than Olivia but that's because they influence more women in Metal than Olivia does.
Somedays I do wish Olivia fired that boring orchestra and maybe got the rest of Danger Danger back together. Ted Poley would be a better backing vocalist than that fat guy called Steve
I went to hang out with my mates Arthur and Doug one night in Sheppard Bush. On stage was a young lady with a guitar. Her name was Gill Montgomery and shes fronts a band The Ammorettes
I loved the way how Gill was playing all these hard rock songs on an acousitc guitar. But sometime I just wish I cleared my schedules and saw this band
14. Stevie Nicks
This counts on a technicality. I have never seen Stevie Nicks on stage in my life BUT I got to listen to Stevie Nicks while I worked at a Fleetwood Mac concert in 2015.
Stevie Nicks music stopped me from killing myself in December 2008. That Bella Donna record was one of my favourite non metal records I ever owned. I do hope to see her live someday in the near future
I just realized in the 4 year I have had this website, I have never ever bragged about my walking life.
I was never a sporty child at school. I did finish 4th in the 100m in year 9 and 4th in the shot put in year 8. But I just never really gave a care in the world for P.E or PDHPE. As long as my Cross country times were under 20 minutes I would be gaining points for Jaberure.
As I grew older I started not relying on my mother for lifts. So I would walk everywhere. I walked from Castle Towers to my Mother house in Baulkham Hills. I walked from work in Rouse Hill back home, I walked from Parramatta to Baulkham Hills, I walked to the shitty Catholic church at St. Michaels.
These are some of the greatest walk I have ever done. If you are keen on getting your Nike lace up on then you can do it do.
1) New York City walk around.
"But then it was this one day in New York city where I gave the middle finger to public transport for the day and just used my human feet to get around this great city"
I started off in Park Avenue where I was living. I walked all the way down to the Bottom of Manhattan. Got on the Staten Island Ferry to Staten Island . Walking around the terminal building, walked across the Brooklyn bridge and then another bridge back to Manhattan.
On my way home I walked through China town and even past the Hasidim part of New York. I greeted the Hasedic Jews on a Friday with a SHALOM! and they barked back SHABBAT SHALOM.
The one thing I regret I didn't do was walk from the top of Manhattan to the very bottom.
2) Chastwoood to the Sydney CBD
I started spending allot of time in Chatswood on the North Shore in 2014. Allot of my female friends were living between Chatswood and the city so allot of the times I would go visit them in their appartment, have sex and walk back to the city or up to chatswood and get the bus home.
My usual walk would consist of Chatswood station down through Willoughby, into Crows nest, North Sydney, across the Harbour Bridge and into Town Hall. The first time I did such walk It was April 2014 and I was jobless and bored out of my life.
When I told the guy at 7/11 about my long walk he though I was Superman.
A walk like this would take around 2 hours, most of the time 3. Once I did extend my walk to the Bald Face Stag in Balmain and for laughs I could have walked all the way to Parramatta.
3) 18km around Almaty.
After a bit of a drive from the Krgyz/Kazakh border I hoped into a shared car and was dropped off in the middle of Almaty. The dipshit driver wants to charge me in Krgyz SOM as it has more value of 1000 som than 10,000 tenge. I told him THIS IS FUCKING KAZKAHSTAN AND WE USED TENGE.
This is like going to New Zealand and trying to use Aussie coins. You used to be able to sneak in a few 5 or 10 Cent pieces, but the Kiwis changed their 10 C and got arid of the 0.05!
I had a hostel located in the heart of Almaty. But the problem was MY ANDROID PHONE google maps wasn't working so well. It told me I had to walk from where I was for 18km to get to my hostel. But it wouldn't show me the route. By the end of the day I made it to the hostel just as my phone went flat.
My philosophy on accommodation is that the best hostels will always be TUCKED AWAY and this hostel made sense as it was better than that stupid one I stayed in when I first came to Almaty.
Having to walk 18km in Almaty did bring me back to my long walks.
4) From my home in West Birmingham to the city centre.
I always had a bad habbit of not wanting to spend money on the buses. The street I lived on in 2017 went all the way to the heart of Birmingham. I walked home from watching the Superbowl in 2017 I got home safe but that was untill I got punched out in April 2017 outside Broad Street that I realized walking though the city part of Birmingham is unsafe.
5) Walking to that island in Lidingo
When I first came to Stockholm in December 2016 there was one thing I wanted to do and that was get to the island of Lidingo. We all know that Stockholm is a giant archapelligo filled with many islands.
One of the last thing I did in Stockholm was walk from the city, get the tram across the bridge and get to Lidingo. After discovering a huge block of embassies (DR CONGO, Eritrea, El Salvador, Ukraine, Zimbabwe) I found the North Korean embassy where I actually got to see a real North Korean park his car inside the embassy compounds.
I reminded my followers that if you want a tour of the DPR Korea, you can pick up your visa and get it glued into your Swedish Passport (LIKE MAGIC!)
When I moved to Stockholm for a month, I made it my Aim to walk all the way from my house in Farsta to the DPR Korean embassy in Lidingo. That is what I did. It took 18km of walking and 6 hours.
To be far I did stop off in Sansbourg Cemetery to water Quorthons grave. But the important thing was I made it to the DPR Korean embassy and I took the expensive public transport back home.
Walking to the castle where Countess Bathory was jailed and died
After getting Ukraine in my passport during August 2018, my next aim was to revisit Slovakia after 5 years. I had hardly seen anything in the country and I never saw a Slovak flag flying during the drive from Prague to Budapest.
I was telling people on Facebook how great it was to be back in Slovakia. My fellow Australian in London Duke Fang of Suka Squadron told me to go visit this Castle where countess Bathory was jailed and died
Countess Bathory killed around 600 people in her life time. She spent the rest of her days locked in a prison Castle where she died.
Centuries later a young Swedish man called Peter Forseborg would become Quorthon and form a band called BATHORY in honor of the Countess of Bathory.
Instead of going to Bratislava. I got off the train and waited for the local train to get me to this town.
It took me about 1 hour and 40 minutes to reach the top off this castle before 8am. The castle doesn't open till 10am so I waited it out by writing this blogpost on a bench overlooking the town I just come from!
After many years of wandering around Capital cities of various countries I have started to find a niche by walking around lesser known cities
7) London. I have walked a long way in London. I have done a whole lap of Hyde Park, I've walked past Buckingham Palace so many time, I've walked to gigs in London town. I've walked everywhere in London. But I don't think I really could walk 8 miles home after working 7-12 hours a day
I arrived back in the UK some 8 weeks after I left. In that time frame I went from 66 to 72 nations, revisited 2 nations that I have skipped out on (Ukraine and Slovakia) and spent a month living in Sweden.
I knew when I came to Sweden, that I would have to go back to the UK at the end of my lease. I didn't want to extend it, I couldn't be stuffed waiting for that stupid Personal Number, I basically put Sweden in the TOO HARD basket and I know I'll come back to as the years go by and I get tired of travel
I belive that it does take years to grow some balls and move over to a country. I visited the UK 3 times in 24 months (June 2011-June 2013) and at June 2013 I wasn't fucking read to live in the UK. I went back to Australia to work on my waiter career, fix up my sexual problems (as I had aniexty problems during sex that leads to Erectile dysfunction & Delayed Ejaculation).
I came to the UK in July 2015 to rent a room in Birmingham, get an NI number, get an NHS number get a jobs. I did get all my numbers and stuff but I was too home sick with the women I had gotten with in Sydney, I was worried about my Mums heart operation and I was fucking sick of waiting for numbers and dealing with pricks in Birmingham who hated cooking all these dishes
The 2nd time I moved to the UK I was there for 2 months, I gained no job, spent no time dealing with the NHS and I just basically lazed around my cousins homes in Guernsey, Scotland and Yorkshire waiting for King Diamond
The 3rd time I moved to the UK I stayed inside the country for 11 months, I lived in Birmingham, I saw the NHS doctors, I got free medicines, I worked I paid taxes and I moved to London.
So this is not a 4th move to the UK. This is where I go back to work, I start living in houses ,start paying rent, stop sleeping with Pornstars!
Since I am nearly done with Europe It means I only go outside of the UK every 3 months to tame a new land!
I will return to Sweden:
Once I reach my 100th nation
Once I go from Cairo to Cape Town
Once I get my feet in South and Central America
Once I visit all of these countries I just listed
Once I have enough money
It would be okay if I just had enough money for a year and went back over to Sweden. But then again my location would only give me holidays to Russia and that means more time spent on the Trans Siberian Railway
In the last 11 days since I left Sweden I did what would have to be my 8 epic overland journey in Europe.
I flew into Iasi Romania from a delayed flight on the 1st August. I hoping I get big compensation for this 5 hour delay
After a morning looking around Jewish sights of Iasi and being amazed at the Palace of Culture I spent 40 Lei and got a bus over to Chisinau Moldova.
I spent a total of 48 hours in Moldova. I didn't go anywhere else in the capital. I was too worried about visiting Transnistria and not getting an exit stamp before going to Ukraine or having to change Moldovan Lei into their worthless Ruble you can only spend in their unrecognised state.
Leaving gare Nori Chisinau I travelled for 12 hours across the Moldovan Ukrainian border. When I was stamped out of Moldova my passport said 4th August, but when I was stamped in Ukraine it said 3rd August! These 2 countries share a land border and the same Time Zone.
Its not like lets say you leave France on 23.30 on Wednesday 1st March. Your passport is stamped that date, but when you cross to England their stamp will say 1st March
I spent a weekend in the Ukrainian Capital. There was so much to see in Kiev but the one thing that bugged me was trying to find my hostel when my Camera, Laptop and phone battery were dying.
I was supposed to stay here for 3 nights but due to the lack of free seats going to the Ukraine/Slovakia border, I got the last available bed on this train. I went from Kiev to Uzhhorod on a train journey that was 16 hours long and sucked balls!
This Ukraine Train didn't have a resturant car. This would be like getting on board the Tran Siberian and the only times you can get food is when the train stop for 5-25 minutes at each town in Russia.
There was suposed to be a BOILER with hot water, but I didn't find it!
By getting off the train at Uzhorod in Ukraine, I saved allot of Money. I had a look around this quiet town before paying 5 Euros and getting a bus to Kosice in Slovakia
I had always wanted to cross the border between Ukraine and Slovakia as I have already met with Hungarian Schengen guards and Romanian and Bulgarian guards. The Slovakia lady guard loved seeing this metalhead and his medical braceltte
In Kosice I booked a train to visit the town of Čachtice as it was recommended by my friend Duke Fang from Stuka Squadron.
The night train left at midnight and it would cost £15 to get to this tiny town,
I got to this town at 6am in the morning and started walking to the castle. The castle was opened at 10am, but the staff were so unorganised. I didn't want to pay them any money so I took some photos and left.
For a 5 Euros I got a train to the Slovakian capital Bratislava. I came here in 2013 to mark Slovakia as my 27th nations, but I saw jack all and I saw now Slovak flags flying. This time I was here to see some sights and write about them.
I was so disgusted having to pay 15 Euros a night to stay at this hostel. I'd just been spending £5 a night in Moldova and Ukraine. Hell my Hostel in London was like 6-9 quid a night!
The next morning I got a £25 bus to Berlin that went through Czech republic and Germany. I was going to spend maybe a day in Germany to go visit Max Born grave somewhere in Göttingen or I could have gone to Hamburg to see Hirax live.
I really can't stand going to Germany and paying big bucks for those ICE trains. Seriously I spent like 70 Euros in 2012 to go from Frankfurt to Hamburg. The only cheap way to travel in Germany is FLixbux and that's basically how I've travelled in Central and Western Europe!
In Eastern Europe in the Baltics, I love LUX BUS!
In Berlin I got off the coach at the wrong stop and my bus to Amsterdam was going to leave at midnight. So I spent 3.90 on ticket abc and got out to the bus station on time.
I could have blown about £44 quid to get to London from Amsterdam. But with bus fares between Amsterdam and Lille go for £13 I though, fuck yeah lets go back to Lille.
I have already been to Lille back in December 2016 to find my Great Uncle William name on the war memorial.
It was going to cost at least 20 Euros to get out to Calais and £30 to cross the seas. Plus I'd have to make my way back to London from Dover!
I spent £18 for a night in a really cool clean hostel in Lille. I left the hostel at 11am to go to Gare Lille and wait for my bus back to London Victoria. This bus fare was £22 pounds. So much less than what I could have paid to leave for London last night
As I got back to London I regained my identity after 2 months away. I never meant to be away from London for this long, but I had so much stuff to chase in Europe and so much things to chase up in the UK
I could have gone to Cyprus from Iasi, I could have flown back to the UK from Ukraine, I could have walked from Bratislava to Vienna, I could have done a funny ONJ inspired photo at Max Born grave, I could have seen Hirax, I could have toured Berlin, I could have paid for sex in Amsterdam...
But all those things cost Money and being out of work for 2 month I don't really want to spend money on those things. I mean yes maybe Hirax can come to the UK or I could fly to a town in Germany and get a bus to where Max Born is buried or I could take a 3 day break from London and fly to Bratslavia and walk across to Vienna.
So as I check back into Birmingham for a stay for few days I am knowing that my London life resume soon, I am going back to work after 2 months in exile.
For the record books I am due in Cyprus, Jordan and Egypt in November. I won't be able to go overland to South Africa, but at least I'll get to see allot of stuff in Egypt and use up some more pages in my UK passport.
I will stay in the UK until sometime in 2019. If I am ever offered a job in Scandinavia to live and work over there, I won't take it unless I am financial secure. its very risky for someone to leave home with little money, move to another country and expect a windfall of cash.
So here is where I stand. I'm 32 going on 33, I've been on 5 out of 7 continents, set foot on 71 nations (as of July 2018) and slept with 40 women.
I think today in Sweden I am going to sit down and think about how long I have spent in a country. Everyone who has been to so many different countries has a records book of some sort
I was born in Australia in 1985, I didn't go overseas until I was 2 and 5. I didn't get out of Australia again until I was 20. It took me until I was 24 to leave this continent to visit North America. I resided in Australia from the age of ZERO to 29th.
I had my 1st Birthday in Australia and birthdays 3rd to 30th in Australia
I last lived in Australia for under 4 months from July to November 2016.
I lived 30 years in Sydney and 2 months in Melbourne
#2 United Kingdom
I first came to the UK in 2011 for a visit to see my cousins John and Charles. I went to the UK 3 times in 2 years. It took me many years to gain some courage to live over there. I lived in the UK from July-August 2015, April-June 2016 and from December 2016-June 2018
In total, I have spent close to 2 years in the UK. Time spent in the UK is time off the road as I am not overseas and maybe I am not travelling
I have lived a whole year in London and many months in Birmingham.
I first came to Sweden in December 2016 for a 3 days jaunt to Stockholm and Malmo before crossing the bridge to Denmark and resuming my life in the UK.
I spent the whole month of July 2018 living in the south of Stockholm. In total, I have spent 36 days in Sweden
#4United States of America.
I spent a total of 40 days in North America when I was 24. 33 of those days were inside the United States. I spent the majority of my time in the United States living in Manhattan over a period of 2 weeks. I also went to Los Angeles, Chicago, Buffalo, Phoenix and Baltimore.
#5 New Zealand
I have been to New Zealand 7 times in my life and spend 5-14 days in NZ every trip. I am proud to say that I do regret going to New Zealand since 2008 because my Aunt Kathy fucked around with me and I have sent plenty of abusive threats to New Zealand customs for being pricks to me.
New Zealand isn't worth your time and money! Go visit Kiribati and Tuvalu before they sink off the world map!
I went to Malaysia about 8 times in a 4 year period and spent a total of 28 days in Malaysia. I always stopped off in Malaysia on the way to the UK and on the way to Australia. Malaysia is my favourite country in the South East Asia region.
I first went to France in 2011, I have entered the Euro-tunnel or taken the English channel ferry about 8 times. I've been in France for 16 days.
#7 Russian Federation
I was inside the Russian Federation for a total of 11 days straight. I flew into Vladivostok Airport and exited on the land border with Estonia. I spent 7 of those days on the Tran Siberian railway, 3 days in Moscow and over 24 hours in Vladivostok. I could stay longer than 11 days as my visa was valid for an extra 5 days but I couldn't be stuffed going to St.Petersberg.
Countries where I spent less than 24 hours inside its borders
There are so many countries where I haven't spent a whole 24 hours inside its land. I mean the Vatican City has every right to be at the top. They only allow you inside from 7 am till 1 pm (unless you claim homelessness and sleep on the fence)
Allot of people would say "Oh its not really a visit unless you spent a day there" Well maybe so, but the important thing was I got my 2 feet on their soil so it counts and so does an airport layover!
United Arab Emirates
Netherlands (Been there 3 times)
Ukraine (Airport Layover)
Saudi Arabia (Airport Layover)
Countries where I have never spent money on accommodation
United Arab Emirates
Netherlands (Been there 3 times)
Ukraine (Airport Layover)
Saudi Arabia (Airport Layover)
In the end, I am proud to tell people that I lived in Sydney, New York City, Birmingham, Melbourne, London and Stockholm. I would like to add Denmark and Norway to my list.
If you are wanting to get to many countries in the world, chances are you are going to be really bored visiting a capital city in a certain country that you will literally see everything in a morning walk and you just want to get the next bus out of here!
This isn't going to be a rough guide on "what do you need to Cross Schegen/Non Schengen borders in Europe". This is a nuclear explination to tell you all that passport stamps have become a thing of the past in Europe.
I was born in Sydney, Australia on a spring day of November 1985. I didn't need a passport to leave my country of birth in 1987 and 1990. My name was added to my Mother's Passport as a 2 year old so I could visit her brothers and sisters in a country I would grow up to fucking hate (New Zealand).
When I was 25, I applied at Castle Hill Post Office for my First ever British Passport. Its been a blessing in disguise as I have used it as a weapon, as a secret entrance, as a loop hole and as a way to get out of spending too much money to enter a country or staying LONGER in a country.
When I first came to the UK/ Schengen zone in 2011 I discovered that nobody really cared about people from the European Union. There was no stamping, no stupid questions or false arrest.
It made me realise that WOW nobody in Europe cares where we go in the world but those disgusting white imperialist scumbags who work for Australian Border Force and New Zealand Customs are off their tits on paranoia. They deserve to be sent to a Damascus jail!
As I travelled around Europe in June 2011 I realised that no stamp was needed to enter Schengen or leave it. For laughs I got a stamp in Luxembourg from the tourist office, a stamp from the tourist office in Monaco and I paid 5 Euros to be stamped in San Marino.
I drove into Andorra and out of it without showing a passport, nobody on the Gibraltar border cared that I was born in Australia and best of all I got my first ever official stamp when I entered Morocco at Tangier.
After spending the past 7 years visiting every country in Europe I learned that getting stamped into a country wasn't always the case.
The European Union is made up of 28 nations (until the end of March 2019)
The EEA is made up of 4 nations (Norway, Iceland, Liechtenstein and Switzerland)
Micro-states of Europe (Monaco, San Marino, Vatican City and Liechtenstein) have an open border policy with their larger neighbour.
If you are a citizen of the EU/EEA/ Switzerland. You won't get stamped upon entering Schengen or entering the UK common travel zone(UK AND IRELAND).
If you visit Romania, Bulgaria, Cyprus or Croatia YOU WON'T GET STAMPED. These four nations are outside of Schengen zone.
f you are from outside of the EU/EEA. You will need to be stamped every time you enter and leave Schengen . Remember you only get 90 days within an 180 day period to see much of Schengen as possible.
But then again there are still other countries in Europe, but they are not part of the EU/EEA.
They were once part of the Soviet bloc or Yugoslavia and have never ever been of the EU.
As I have visited (almost) every country outside of the EU I think its time I tell you, what to expect when you have an EU passport and you cross outside of Schengen.
Andorra is not part of the EU and they are not part of Schengen . If you consider a trip to the tax haven, don't try to smuggle smokes out to France or Spain.
Andorra doesn't have its own passport stamp, there may have been some tourist stamp given in a post office back in the 90s. But I never got that on my visit in 2011.
If you are a NON EU citizen. make sure you get an entry or exit stamp upon leaving or reentering France or Spain. Your time spent in Andorra DOESN'T COUNT towards the 90 days of Schengen
All people entering Belarus will be stamped upon entering and leaving. A Belarus Tourist visa will take up a whole page in your passport, but the guards will be so nice, they won't waste another page in your passport
All people entering Russia will be Stamped. That's if they are entering with a visa, on visa free or they are taking a 3 day cruise to St. Petersberg on a guided tour.
I was stamped upon entry at Vladivostok Airport and even double stamped leaving Russia on the border with Estonia and Latvia
Bosnia and Herezgovina
If you are an EU citizen you will not receive an entry stamp. I entered Bosnia from Croatia in June 2018 and my British passport wasn't stamped at the border booth! Non EU citizens shall be stamped upon entry into Bosnia.
I crossed from Bosnia to Montengreo in June 2018. The bus drove across a bridge that connected the two countries.
My passport was stamped upon entry. All people entering Montenegro will be stamped.
There was no Exit Stamp upon leaving Montenegro
I crossed from Montenegro to Kosovo in June 2018.
My passport was stamped entering Kosovo, but uppon leaving there were no EXIT checks on the land border with Albania.
Everyone will be stamped on entry to Kosovo
I crossed from Croatia (EU/NON SCHENGEN) to Serbia in August 2015.
I was stamped upon entering Serbia.
When I left Serbia there were exit checks, but no stamp was given
Everyone will be stamped on entry into Serbia
I crossed from Kosovo to Albania in June 2018
No Stamp was given upon entry at the border.
There was exit checks on the border with Greece.
NON EU citizens may get stamped on entry into Albania
I crossed from Serbia to Macedonia in August 2015 (NO STAMP)
I flew into Skopje Airport from London in June 2016 (No Stamp)
I crossed from Greece (EU) into Macedonia in June 2018 (No Stamp)
I belive that only NON EU citizens will be stamped
My Northern Irish friend (Jonny Blair) took a train from Krakow to Lviv in December 2015. He was stamped on entry into Ukraine.
Everyone will be stamped in Ukraine
My Northern Irish friend (Jonny Blair) took a train to Moldova in October 2014. He was stamped into Moldova
Everyone will be stamped in Moldova
So know that you know how these NON EU Countries stamp your passport. I would recommend that if you are a NON EU citizen that you do get stamped in all of these NON EU countries to prove to Schengen Border Guards that you haven't OVERSTAYED your 90 days.
If you are really desperate to fill up your passport, I do recommend trips to the Caucasus, South East Asia, Central Asia, Africa, Central America and South America. You will be stamped upon entry and EXIT!
I first came to Europe in June 2011. In a span of 14 days, I was able to get to 9 countries in Europe. Although Belgium and Luxembourg weren't even on my original itinerary, I just ended up in Brussels one afternoon in June and got to Luxembourg the next day!
July-August 2012 and I only went to 2 countries in Europe. Germany and Turkey. I was planning on getting to a shitload of countries in Europe that year but I had bigger fish to fry in Iran and India.
June-July 2013 was the time where I overland it from London to Istanbul. I guess you could say OVERLAND METALHEAD was born out of the ashes of that trip. I went to 6 countries on that trip, but I barely touched on SLOVAKIA!
It would take me 2 years and 6 days to get back to Europe. I didn't leave Australia for 17 months between July 2013- December 2014. I was paying for sex, not working enough and I was cancelling trips I was supposed to take because I had so much fucking work in Sydney.
Going from the UK to Ireland was awesome. But then living in Birmingham and waiting for a job to come by was shit. By the time I had a trial at Aston Conference Centre in August 2015, I was just so UNHAPPY!
That Ravioli incident in Aston made me jump on a bus to Brussels and overland it to Sofia. I got on 8 new countries in my time spent in Europe that year.
I went back to Europe 8 months after the Ravioli incident. After the stinking xenophobic outburst in Smethwick and the time wasted going from Aberdeen to Berkshire for a Chef job I didn't want, I lost motivation to live and work in the UK (AGAIN!).
So back on the bus to continental Europe, I went. I got to Poland and had to change planes in Kiev, Ukraine after a stomach bug setback in Warsaw. I left Europe at the end of June 2016 to finish off my map of South East Asia.
I was back in Europe on 21st November 2016. I left Australia behind, I got off the Trans Siberian Railway in Moscow as a 31-year-old. Little did I know it was going to take 51 weeks to get back to Asia.
In my time back in Europe at the end of 2016, I coloured in 7 nations on my map. As I sailed into Dover on the 7th December 2016 this would start a long 47 weeks without leaving the country.
After a 2 week trip to Georgia, Armenia, Kazakhstan and Kyrgyzstan. I finished off the year in Malta and THE SOVEREIGN MILITARY ORDER OF MALTA.
2017 was shit in terms of travel. 50 weeks spent inside the UK, 6 new nations and only 2 passport pages used.
2018 came into frame. As I looked at my map of Europe, I had so many enclaves of unshaded countries, surrounded by bigger countries. Norway, Moldova, Vatican City, Belarus, Iceland and Portugal were screaming out to be visited.
But it was that one long stretch of land from Bosnia to Greece that needed to be tackled overland!
I started 2018 with a tally of 62 nations. I got to Norway in January, Vatican City in February, Belarus in March, Iceland in April/May
By the time June came along, I was yelling my head off to get out of London and that's what I did.
I flew one way to Pula Croatia and just head south. I got to all the countries I needed in a period of 9 days. I was lagging around Bosnia for most of the time but to storm through Montenegro, Kosovo and Albania in one weekend was awesome.
After ending up in Athens I was kinda broken. Not in a financial way, but I had nothing new in this part of Europe to visit.
:I flew from Skopje to Stockholm to reside there for July 2018 and recover after a really awful June in London.
7 years have passed since I first came to Europe. I have been to 45 countries in Europe in that time frame. So all that I got left in Europe is 3 countries (1 of them shouldn't count as it's in ASIA).
3 countries left to go until i can say: "I'VE BEEN TO EVERY COUNTRY IN EUROPE".
Allot of you Metalheads of the world have been following my YouTube vlogs recently. You may all be surprised that I am living in Sweden and not in London. So your all thinking "WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH SWEDEN?"
Since 2015 I have always had a dream of living in this country. I knew a lady in my city who moved to Northern Sweden and stayed there for 4 years. She got married, brought a cat, studied Swedish and what not.
It took me until December 2016 to get to Sweden, 14 months late from when I was supposed to go. I spent 3 days in Stockholm doing all the touristy things you do in Stockholm. But some of my high lights were
Visiting the Abba Museum
Paying my respects at the graves of Greta Garbo, Pelle Lindeburgh, Quorthon and Olof Palme
Making snow angels in Haga Park
Dancing across the bridge from the Lindigo island
Going into the royal palace
After 3 days in Stockholm, I had to push onto Malmo, Copenhagen, Amsterdam, Dunkirk and London. I was sad that I couldn't live in Stockholm.
For the next 18 months, it was my dream to see if I can live in Sweden. I took short trips to Olso and Iceland. This is so the magic of Scandinavia could surround me again.
After a year in London, I just grew tired of living the hostel life and not working in them. I had planned a huge overland trip in June 2018 where I would polish off my map of Yugoslavia, get to Albania, Greece and Moldova before flying back to London from Kiev.
I did that overland trip, but instead of flying back to London, I spent £25 and flew one way from Skopje to Stockholm.
I have booked a months rent in Stockholm that's to an AIRBNB type of website. For a whole month, I got a room to myself, a kitchen to cook, trees surrounding this house and one awesome city of Stockholm.
I have been saying for most of 2018 that I would hang up my backpack after my 100th nation and move to Sweden. Well being on country #71 means that I got 29 more nations to go. I have nearly run out of Europe and without any new countries in Europe, this would only lead to me returning to Africa, Asia or do I dare say NORTH AMERICA.
"Once I get to 100 nations, go from Cairo to Cape Town, visit South America. I will retire from travel and spend the rest of my days in Sweden" Martin Anthony January 2018
I did not want to wait until I retired from travelling, I wanted to experience a month in Sweden.
Now I have applied for jobs, I have applied for that stupid personal number. But there so much obstacles to jump through
First of all, THEY ONLY GIVE OUT THESE PERSONAL NUMBER if you have a 1-year job contract, meaning you will be living in Sweden
2) without a Personal Number you can open a Swedish Bank account, apply for phone contracts,
3) There is a requirement to know Swedish and English in WAITER type of jobs
4) I see NOBODY advertising KITCHEN PORTER jobs online. Nor can the translation from ENGLISH to SWEDISH of the words KITCHEN PORTER find me anything to do with jobs on a google search
I did have a job interview via SKYPE for CHEF positions in the very north of Sweden. But the Truth is I am not a fucking chef at all. You either consider me to be a Kitchen Porter or a Waiter. I don't cook meals or make meals from scratch.
So, I am going to head back to London next month to stay there for some time (6-12 months). If I was to be offered a job in Scandinavia, while I am living in the UK, I'd rush over and take it.
But when you are an EU citizen and you're renting a room in Scandinavia via AIRBNB for a month, you just kinda wish you could get a job so you could get those stupid numbers and extend your rental stay.
I have looked into a job in Scandinavia where you live near the hotel. You work in the hotel and you pay a small amount of dough to rent nearby. That's what I got when I moved to St.Mawes in 2018. But those small towns lack anything, you're only there for a few months and while you're in this small ass town, you forget how trendy it is to live in a fucking city!
If I had stayed in St.Mawes and dealt with that narcissist prick called Peter on the job. I would have never moved to London or got to see bands like JoanovArc, Voivod, Lee Aaron, Toxik, St.Vitus or even meet Stockard Channing. Nobody awesome like Lee Aaron would ever do a gig in CORNWALL
This month stay in Stockholm has helped me catch up on vlogs, its made me sit down in front of a camera to talk, Its helped me recover after 12 months in dorm room, its give me a better location without so much bullshit London has, I haven't paid for any sex while I'm here and I'm not angry anymore like how fucking furious I was in early June.
I'll go back to London in August, but I'll be renting out another home for a month, I'll be back working, I'll finish off my map of Europe and I'll turn 33 in Africa!
I strive to live the rest of my life in Sweden. You all know I hate Australia more than I hate the UK. But I love Sweden more than I like the UK. It's not just Sweden that is awesome, its Denmark, Norway, Finland and Iceland that also magical!
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