Best Trip of Your Life
Obviously it has to be Italy.
The first time I went with my family in 2008 was great but I always feel you never get the same enjoyment the first time you go to a place as you do subsequent times when you know what you’re looking forward to.
So, in 2009 I went on the coach tour again but all by myself! And it was perfect. It was a tad lonely sometimes but for the most part the rest of the people on the bus were decent company and took to watching out for me since I was only 20.
What’s in your bag/wallet?
Well I have many bags, but usually with all the same junk in it: purse, kindle/book, notebook, pen(s), keys, headphones, and passport.
I like to always be prepared for a writing emergency hence the notebook, and a selection of pens in case someone nicks one. My kindle or a paperback so if I’ve any downtime I can fill it with some much needed reading for my courses. Keys, for obvious reasons; headphones so I can fill the silences or awful outdoor noises with my choice of noise. And passport, because despite being nearly 30 I often still get ID’d and so it’s my only form of ID. But also in case of sudden apocalypse, then the passport will remain handy while the airports are still open.
Day 7 – Your 5 favourite songs
In which language? Which genre? That’s way too hard a question!
Okay, 5 favourite songs (that I can think of right now) in my top 4 languages:
- Save My Soul – Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
- Here’s to us – Halestorm
- Only God Knows Why – Kid Rock
- Every You, Every Me – Placebo
- In The End – Linkin Park
- Grande Amore – Il Volo
- Ti Scatterò una foto – Tiziano Ferro
- Aspettando Meteoriti – Linea 77
- La Solitudine – Laura Pausini
- Roma-Bangkok – Baby K feat. Giusy Ferreri
- Porque te vas – Jeanette
- Bailando – Enrique
- Echáme la culpa – Luis Fonsi & Demi Lovato
- Despacito – Luis Fonsi feat. Daddy Yankee
- Estás – Nina Pilots
- Je t’aime moi non plus – Serge Gainsbourg ft. Jane Birkin
- Prótège Moi – Placebo
- Chanson D’Amour – Nana Mouskouri
- Non, je ne regrette rien – Edith Piaf
- Je ne veux pas travailler – Pink Martini
This selection is just a tiny glimpse into my favourite songs… the list goes on forever.
Day 6 – What are you afraid of?
Death, electricity, failure (and bananas – we’ve covered this).
(Apologies for missing day 5 yesterday. Here it is, I’ll follow up with day 6 in a while.)
Day 5 – Your Proudest Moment
I suppose I have a lot of proud moments to choose from and logically it should probably be something like when I finally got accepted into uni or when I graduated. However, my true proudest moment was on November 20th 2003, the day before my fifteenth birthday. I barely slept at all during the night and got up at 5am turning the radio on quietly to listen out for the competition they were running. That was the day that Linkin Park would play in Scotland for the first time ever and the radio competition was to win backstage passes and tickets to the concert that night.
And I won! I had the phone pre-dialled, bar the final number, and slammed my finger down on that last digit as soon as they told us to call in. Producer John took my details and told me to hold while they found an (un)worthy opponent to play against. The premise of the competition was to listen to the first three seconds of a linkin park song (thankfully they only had three albums at that point) and be the first person to shout in with the right answer. Aside from the fact that I was fangirl supreme and nailing the questions, my opponent hadn’t truly understood the rules, but even with the DJs reminding him, he couldn’t beat me. I won fair and square.
Then I had to get ready for school and sit my computing prelim.
Best night of my teenage life. Can’t believe it was 15 years ago!
Day 4 – Your Dream Job
This is a difficult one. Realistically my dream job is not one job but being able to be creative in multiple pursuits AND being paid for it.
The list is long: being a writer, editor, tutor, teacher, crocheter, student, actor… and so on. To work within the creative industries and getting to do many different things is the dream.
Maybe one day!