Ski On Me - a travel blog

Travelling through a quarter life crisis. From hostel to hotel, plane to pedestrian, backpack to bus stop. First stop Canada, let you know how I go!

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Travelling Companions: Who am I travelling with?

Introduction
I thought it would be nice to provide a little insight into my current travelling companions, as well as share some dirt while I was at it (feel free to use the comments box to dish it back). While I don't think any of us have managed to completely embarass ourselves (or is it a matter of time?), when traveling with people it is inevitable that you get to know each other pretty well. I guess the real test is whether we're still talking to each other at the end...


Lauren aka "Minx" (20) Brisbane, Australia
Catch-cry: Lauren - "Oh my gawd, look at how many chins I have in that picture. I look so fat!" Reply - "Uhuh, sure Lauz. Whatever you say... As if..."
Signature: Left-side profile picture pose (see picture)

Report card:
Lauren is bright and bubbly and smart. She's the little elfin waif with the mischievous grin, phone sex operator voice and sore knee.
No, sore neck. Sorry, sore elbow. Whatever it is that is sore, Lauren always manages to soldier on. Lauren has been known to talk in her sleep, but she hasn't been sleep walking lately, just asking for back massages.

Very close to her family, Lauren keeps her mum updated with current events with whatever means are at hand - telephone, SMS, my blog (Hi there Lauren's mum!). Oft times you'll hear Lauren's phone chirp and there will be a real-time message from her mum suggesting caution or asking why she let such unflattering photos of herself be put on the internet. Then there's Shazza and the gang back home who keep it real, providing heartfelt email insight, which Lauren isn't shy to share with her traveling companions.

Just to clarify, Lauren definitely doesn't do tattoos, exotic massage, lip synching, magic tricks, body piercing or pole dancing, she's way too cultivated and demure for that. So that thing in her nose, just so you know, it isn't a piercing, it's just a stick-on ornament that kind of looks like one. Honest. Okay, covered for you Lauz. It's all under control!

When we left her in Vancouver Lauren's travelling plans were still in the air. There was talk of meeting up with Kiwi Ardana in Montreal, before finding her way to Quebec and her favourite French Ski Patroller. Although there was some reservation with heading to Quebec as she doesn't speak any French and she wasn't sure if she could keep a straight face when Charles' best friend's name is Fanny...


Emily aka "Redbeard" (19) Brisbane, Australia
Catch-cry: Emily - "Well with Cris I've found that..." Audience -
Signature: Talking poop at the dinner table, in the car, anywhere really.

Report card:

Emily is 19 going on 28. She has poise. She has long eye-lashes. She can talk underwater (and with authority). She has a tendency to flirt, a lot. Yes, Emily is a serial flirt... and a good Catholic girl. Well, except for that time where she killed the flowers in the church yard - thanks again Robbyn! Emily also has a tendency to acquire a semi-American accent at times. It can be disconcerting.

The middle of three children, Emily is very much Daddy's girl. She travelled widely when she was younger because of her dad's work, her early years spent in Papua New Guinea. Currently enrolled in engineering at university, she wants to be an environmental engineer and work for her dad, a mining engineer. Emily dearly misses her dog, Bo, a little housedog who reportedly suffers from incontinence.

Travelling with Emily is never dull. Even when you were there, her retelling can add an extra level of drama that leaves you questioning your own version of events. She has a habit of drip drying post-shower, leaving the bathroom tropically wet on all surfaces. She has an infection laugh and un-natural brightness (with extra sugar!). She also has a habit of announcing her flatulence loudly and proudly. Emily is fun and chatty, although she has this uncanny ability to be speaking to somebody important ( Cris ) whenever the car has to be loaded or luggage moved.

We last saw Emily in Vancouver, but will definitely find her again in Toronto - I have to, I gave her my over-sized ski bag with my skis in them! From Toronto she's off to her Ontarian summer camp. Along the way she is supposed to meet up with her special 6ft 3 English guy. By all accounts they've already re-acquainted and he's comforted her after such a harrowing ordeal (yeah, I'm soooo much fun to travel with).


Sean aka "Darkhorse" (21) Brisbane, Australia
Catch-cry: "I never scored any chicks at Big White because I worked the midnight shift." Chorus - "Damn right! The Darkhorse would have been in the thick of it otherwise."
Signature: Taking serious shots of pretty flowers.

Report card:

Sean is cool, in a O.C Seth Cohen kind of way. He wears the preppy polo shirts and striped tees, he likes stovepipe jeans and thick white-fronted lace-up sneakers. He's quietly spoken and has almost out of control hair. Sean's known in some circles as 'the Dark Horse'. He's got a habit of just letting loose some of the best random comments. He's also got this special under-the-radar charm with the ladies. Hidden talents.

An only child, Sean was born of a Canadian father and English mother. As a result he's got tri-citizenship and lots of passports (he's an international man of mystery). While he was born in Calgary, Sean lived much of his formative years in New Zealand before emigrating to Bris-Vegas, and most recently back to Canada. At heart though he claims to be a Brisbane boy now, and is looking forward to getting back in the next year. At the same time, his parents have recently relocated to Peachland, British Columbia. They have stunning views of the lake and seem to be enjoying being back in the heartland of Canada.

In a previous life Sean majored in Graphic Design (Multimedia) and worked for a small company. He escaped late last year to win his fame and fortune in Canada, ending up at Big White doing the graveyard shift.

As far as travelling buddies go Sean is in a league of his own - he's proficient in the culinary arts, never complains about driving or my annoying habits (but there's time yet...), has patience in spades and a wicked sense of humour. He also happens to have a discerning taste in music and is always there to pitch in. All thumbs up!

The current plan for Sean is to drop me off in Toronto and then drive back through middle-Canada to Kelowna and his folks. There is talk of Jae meeting him in Toronto and accompanying him back, but these have yet to be confirmed.


Myself (25) Sydney, Australia
Catch-cry: Me - "I never scored any chicks at Big White because I had standards" Chorus - "Yeah right! I thought it was because..."
Signature: 30 minute morning hair adjustment

Report card:
The dirty old man of the group, I've got a few years on the youngsters, but nobody seems to guess from looking at me. See - moisturising does work! I like good food, probably don't sleep as much as I should, and am trying to write my way across this continent.

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