Showing posts with label white whine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white whine. Show all posts

Monday, August 16, 2010

Mini white whine redux plus more Marrakech

Right now I'm at Luton waiting for my connecting flight to Dublin, hating on smarmy, whingy Brits echoing in ears - possibly the most whiney accent of all time. It just takes me back to early episodes of The Bill, when they had to bust in on the Jasmin Allen housing commission flats like, every episode...

Having said that I quite like the sound of the Irish accent! Or Scottish. Esp when David Tennant speaks in his native tongue...hello, doctor! Anywho....
To kill time - so many pictures of Marrakech, so little time!

The Qu'uranic school/Medrasa in Marrakech:






The museum of Marrakech:


The amazing souqs!!! I spent hours looking through these and didn't even cover half!!

















Attack of the henna ladies! (nb I probably could've done better with a texta using my left hand but hey, when in Marrakech!)


The heart of Marrakech - Jema El Fna to come!

Monday, August 2, 2010

White whine #5: Street Performers





There's something wrong with me because I cannot stand those human statue street performers - they are EVERWHERE in Spain and it's not like they're doing anything. Maybe that's EXACTLY why I hate them.

Get a real job you talentless clowns.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

White Whine #4: A night at the opera

I kept this white whine simmering on the DL for awhile due to its familial nature. Me bringing it up on the internets may bring me strife as it was a nice gesture gone awry but I am no stranger controversy. My lack of shame or tact much like my dancing, is legendary. However, this is such a first world, middle class bastard white whine, I couldn't resist posting it here for prosperities sake.

This is a bit of a long story so this is the short version. When I was first in Paris about a month ago, I was forced to go to the opera with my brothers wifes parents (without my brother or his wife because he wanted to watch the soccer grrrr) and sit thru a FIVE HOUR german opera by Wagner about an incestuous brother and sister couple who are in love and run away then are killed by Viking gods. I kid you not. My inner Jew was screaming. I couldn't write material this ridiculous. My sister faked illness in the first hour and got to leave and I was STUCK there, no food, no sudoku, didnt understand a word, NOTHING.

By the end I couldn't even pretend I liked it. Maybe the best bit was about 20 guys who got fully nude for a scene but even then I was like, nope, not even some random French penis makes up for it.

Now far away from it, it was a great experience and it gives us all a hearty laugh! - "Hey, remember the time we had to watch a German opera for five hours??!! Ho ho ho!!"

The singing was amazing and the sets fantastic leaving Opera Australia for dead but still, I want five hours of my life back, please.







Tuesday, July 13, 2010

White whine #3: Being mistaken as Russian

Salesman in Printempts (after my crap attempts at French): Where are you from?
Me: Australia
Salesman: Oh I thought you were Russian
Me: Really? Why?
Salesman: Because you have fake blonde hair
Me: *mock horror* Thats an insult! You know in Australia, Russian women only come there to snag a husband so they can stay there?
Him: *total deadpan* I know this.



Monday, June 7, 2010

White whine #2: Art Burn

Like most tourists, I love going to galleries and museums overseas as they are usually far better stocked than Australian ones, as Australia would rather pour billions into sports stadiums. Boring.

So far I've been to more than I can count, most good some not so good. Yesterday the Museum Moderner Kunst Siftung Ludwig Wien (MUMOK modern art museum) fell under "not so good". It was my fault for failing to see what was actually exhibiting there before running in and blindly buying a ticket. Oh how I paid...





(MUMOK, more like a modern day Death Star than gallery, really)

If there's one thing in the world I hate, it's video art. Video art is ususlly like someone's boring bad dream portrayed by bad acting and shitty filming in monotone. Also throw in a crap soundtrack of dog barking, footsteps and random synthesized muzak. It's a massively self indulgent, wankfesty bullshit genre of art, I hate it, it's boring and I never bother indulging it. This is a massive generalization but you get the idea.

MUMOK is currently running an exhibition featuring 5 FUCKING LEVELS of video art. Urgh. Mostly of the extra shitty extra nonsensicle German variety with some Yoko Ono thrown in. Yuck. (aside: mike myers used to do a skit called "Sprockets" parodying a German art critic hosting a show called "Germany's most disturbing home movies" featuring ridiculous b&w clips, I would link some up if i was bothered, but alas.... Google it)

So I think I attempted to watch about 3 or 4 videos but I was really an epic fail. I still hate video art and there's only so much I could take of Joseph Beuys singing 80s pop tributes to Ronald Reagan in German.

However, all bad memories are erased! I also went to the Belvedere museum and saw many paintings by Gustav Klimt, including "the kiss" and "Judith"..... So so so beautiful!! As a wise woman once said: I DIE!!!!!

Monday, May 24, 2010

White whine #1

New hate - British pensioners.

Nothing more to add.


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