Thunder from Downunder III

June 18, 2010

Location: Orlando, Florida, USA
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CHAPTER 7
~May The Force Be With You ~

Star Wars Weekends is an annual special event held at Disney’s Hollywood Studios that celebrates the legendary Star Wars Saga and the animated television series, The Clone Wars. Little did we know that this year marked the 30th anniversary of The Empire Strikes Back which meant Hollywood Studios would be infested with Star Wars nerds lurking at each and every corner.

I am, by no means a Star Wars nerd, but, having grown up with a brother who’s childhood dream was for mum and dad to buy him the Millennium Falcon and a father who absolutely loved the original Star Wars Trilogy, it was hard not being a teeny tiny bit excited. I don’t think the Aussies had the slightest bit interest in Star Wars though, and I can’t really say that I blame them.

I was amazed with the detail and depth that went into all the Star Wars costumes. While admiring a few, it was a delightful surprise to see that one of our College Program Alumni friends, Jason, had scored the face-role of Mace Windu. We ditched the Aussies on a street corner somewhere and jumped in line to grab a photo with him. While waiting, I was astounded with how excited grown men were to be having their photo taken with ‘Mace Windu’. I can’t say I’ve ever seen anything quite like it. We were up next.

Me: Hi Mace!
Mace Windu: Greetings. And which strange planet are you from milady?
Me: Australia.
Mace Windu: Ah, I was wondering where that beautiful accent was from.
Me: *giggles*
Mace Windu:
(To Bryan as we were walking away) Keep an eye on her. The force is especially strong within this one.
Mace Windu: (To me) May the force be with you.

Here’s a few more photos I was able to snap displaying the spectacular costuming and make-up efforts that went into Star Wars Weekends.

It saddens me to say that there wasn’t anything terribly embarrassing to report back on from today’s events. I’d love to tell you that Nicole slipped and fell down in front of hundreds of people, or that Gavin lost his shit again when we watched the Beauty and the Beast musical, but unfortunately I can’t. Despite the lack of incidents, though, a fun time was had by all. It was starting to get dark. The Aussies headed towards the amphitheater to get seats for Fantasmic and Bryan and I headed back home in time to catch the Lost finale. There are simply some things in life that just get put ahead of friendship.
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CHAPTER 8
~Hats What I’m Talking About ~

Epcot; the last of the four Disney parks left on our agenda. This saddens me because I know the time I have left with my Aussies is coming to an end. I try not to think about it despite the lingering thought at the back of my mind.

The World Showcase does not open up until 11am so we decide to tackle Test Track and Soarin’ first. We have a fast pass for Test Track so we get through the line with ease and are assigned to our vehicle. We are set for Concourse A. Our vehicle clears the heat and ice condition testing and  leads us out into a dark room; we are driving blindly at a rough yet steady pace. We are still in pitch darkness. Out of no where, the overbearing horn of a semi-trailer can be heard as its headlights turn on and shine directly onto our vehicle. The semi-trailer is heading straight toward us. Nicole is startled by the sudden appearance of the semi and starts screaming at the top of her lungs. Our vehicle abruptly swerves, merely missing the semi. I’m pretty sure Nicole shits her pants as she panics and continues to frantically scream. I begin to uncontrollably laugh. I’ve been on test track a few dozen times and I have never seen anyone scream so much at the semi part. I continue to laugh all the way through but stop just in time to pose before we smash into the wall.

We make our way toward Space Ship Earth. Nicole is eager to ride the big ball. Too bad Minnie isn’t here to ride with her, they would have made a great, frisky team. Carlos offers himself and Nicole willingly accepts. We board the ride in pairs. Gavin and Bryan; Nicole and Carlos; Brendon and myself. We take our seats and face forward as the ride begins. We must be maybe three or so minutes into the ride when I notice that Carlos is no longer facing forward, but instead, facing Brendon’s and my direction. I ponder this awkward positioning for a moment until I realize that Carlos is mounting Nicole. Their love continues to blossom.

Our World Showcase adventure is ready to begin. Today, our reason for living is to try on as many different hats in as many different countries as possible. Nicole, however, had an alternative motive; to get drunk. I feel as though this ‘alternative motive’ was a cover to shag Carlos around the world and then to just blame the alcohol. I guess we will never know the real truth. Hey, he’s not complaining, he got to ride Nicole’s magic carpet in Morocco and show her a dazzling place she never knew. It really was a whole new world but unfortunately for Nicole, she closed her eyes. Perhaps to say she was only dreaming? Sound familiar? Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Hola! Our first hat country on the list is Mexico. Nothing screams Mexico more than giant sombreros and maracas. Muy bien senor o senorita!


We make our way to the Tequila Bar. Nicole and Bryan order margaritas. Lucky for Bryan he can hold his liquor a lot better than Nicole can. She is already drunk after only one drink; oh, the joys!

Next up is Norway. I do admit I lack extensive Norwegian knowledge, but judging by the hats and props they had in their gift store, I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume they thrive on violence and seek joy from stabbing one another with swords while giant trolls watch on. They are also rather horny; that’s just my visual take. We make use of the props on display and give our best Norwegian pose. Unfortunately we couldn’t find any real trolls lurking around. I was rather disappointed and saddened that we had to use a fake one. Using what limited resources we had, I think we depict a rather accurate photo of Norwegian life today.

Ni hao. Wo ai Zhongguo! It’s China time. Now, having studied and learned Chinese back in high school for four years, I had the whole conical straw hat thing down pat and was quite confident with where my Chinese knowledge level was at. I was, however, unaware that Chinese people spray-pained themselves gold on a daily basis and ran around with their shirts unbuttoned. It’s amazing how much a statue can teach you. Immediately upon realizing this, I tried to find gold body paint, but to no avail. I was also quite mad at myself for not wearing a button-up shirt today. I think I speak on behalf of all the Aussies when I say we failed at being Chinese.

Zaijian China and hello U.S.A. Having lived in the U.S.A. for a year now I encourage my Aussies to pretend to be American by doing what Yank’s do best; patriotism. Americans LOVE being American so we try to adopt this same adoration for our pretend country. We deck ourselves out in ginormous star spangled banner hats and hold our hand to our heart just long enough for the camera to snap. Woah, that’s enough chauvinism for one day, kids. In between frolicking from this hat journey to our next, Nicole fits in another beer; oh my.

We’re cruising in style to our next destination. I snap my fingers. Within second a magic carpet arrives; ‘Carpet, take us to a fez-filled country.‘ We disembark the carpet to find ourselves in a whole new world where every turns a surprise. Nicole walks ahead, eager to explore this foreign land. I hear her bellow from a far; ‘Hold your breath it gets better!‘ I group with my remaining Aussies as we link arms and tip toe around the corner of what seems to be a strange market place. Brendon leans closer and whispers; ‘Hey guys I think we’re in…’ ‘Morocco! We’re in Morocco,’ screams an excited Nicole. Way to ruin Brendon’s blog appearance, Nic!

We browse through the backstreet markets of Morocco until we stumble upon the Fez House. We each put one on. I suddenly feel the much needed urge to move my hips in ways they have never been moved before. I want to jump on top of a table and do some serious belly dancing. I immediately take my fez off. I glance over at Nicole. She is serenading Carlos by belly dancing laps around him. I run over to her and take a giant leap into the air (this is all happening in slow motion by the way) knocking her fez off her head before hitting the ground. We place our fez’ back on our heads, but only long enough for a single snap of the camera.

Bonjour! Upon stepping foot in France I feel the constant urge to make love to any man in my path. Well, not any, but some. After all, Paris is the city of love and who can deny one wearing nothing more than a seductive beret? Since we are at Disney though, we must keep it clean, so, unfortunately for you guys reading this, we are wearing more than just a beret. I have a sneaking suspicion that if you friend request Nicole on Facebook, she’d be more than willing to send you the private photos her and Carlos took in just their berets.

We journey off to the United Kingdom to sip some tea and meet the Queen. Just like Norway, judging by the props available to us in the gift store, I get the feeling that people in the UK enjoy promoting violence via daily heroic sword battles (minus the giant troll watching on). I try to fathom how much had changed since my last visit to London in 2008; the Brits seemed civil and harmless back then. I guess it goes to show that anything can happen.

I was somewhat sad that our hat journey was about to come to an end, and of all countries, Canada had to be the last. Canada, eh? Canadians are completely in denial about their extensive use of the word ‘eh‘. The problem is, they say it so often, they don’t even realize that they’re doing it. It’s similar to the usage of the word ‘like’ by a tween girl; she will say it at least five times within a sentence without even realizing; it’s kind of a second nature. Oh well, at least us non-Canadians know the truth and the truth is all that matters.

We each grab one of Davy Crockett’s hats for our Canadian pose. Nicole grabs a beaver and, without even thinking, gets down on her knees in front of Carlos. Typical of her. We transform into our Canadian selves in preparation for our final photo. Instead of yelling out cheese, we yell out eh? I don’t think the Canadian store attendant taking our photo is too impressed but the jokes on him because I heard him say eh prior to taking our photo.

Our hat-tastic journey around the world is over. How sad. No more parks and only one day left with my Aussies. I want to bathe in a pool filled with my own tears of misery. Attractive, I know.

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CHAPTER 9
~ End It With A Bang ~

Tonight marked the final night out with my Aussies. We had plans for another messy night at club Rain. Again, I’d love to report back on the nights events, but I have limited memory of our time there. Strangely enough, there were also no photos taken. Either Gavin was too drunk to operate his camera or he was being kept occupied. Hmmm; my monies on the later of the two.

Speaking of being kept occupied, tonight was the night Nicole and Carlos finally consummated their love for one another by swapping spit. It was a gruesome sight watched on by all. Cheering and applauds could be heard from miles on out. Finally, after nine days, Nicole and Carlos had accepted what we had realized from the beginning; true love.

We drunkenly stumbled our way out of the club to attend to the dire needs of Kellen who had passed out in the back of Ali’s car. Right there, in the parking lot of Rain, we exchanged our good byes and farewells. Much to my surprise, this was a tear-free event. This is an odd occurrence for Gavin and myself as we usually dribble and drool on each others shoulder while sharing a farewell embrace. I jump into one car, my Aussies in another and we drive our separate ways; Gavin driving an entirely separate way altogether (re. chapter title).

The last nine days with my Aussies was way too much fun; an epic hot mess, if you will. I am so happy that they took the time to come over to Disney for a visit. We made magical memories that will last a life time in my heart. See you guys back home in Australia!
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~ The End ~

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Hot Cross Buns!

March 31, 2010

Location: Orlando, Florida, USA
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Really? Sweet, little, innocent Hot Cross Buns is all I wanted to find an image of today, so where else do I turn to but Google Images. Hot Cross buns are a reflection of Easter and traditionally eaten on Good Friday. The white cross on top of the bun is a symbol of Jesus’ crucifixion, so today, when I Google imaged the term ‘Hot Cross Buns’, I definitely did not expect this as a result…

Hot Cross Buns???

Putting Giselle Bundchen’s Hot Cross Buns aside…

Today, out of nowhere, I suddenly craved…

HOT CROSS BUNS

Yes, that is right, freshly baked, warm, mouth-watering Hot Cross Buns drowning in melted butter, mmmmm, melted butter in all their sweet spiced and sultana-ry goodness. And no, do not even think for a second that I would crave the so called hot cross buns in the image above, but these are more so the kind I had in mind… More rounded and firm than Giselle’s buns could ever be…

REAL Hot Cross Buns

*Sigh* I can just close my eyes and the aroma of  Hot Cross Buns being freshly baked at Safeway while I work along side the bakery comes wafting into my nose. Oh, Hot Cross Buns, how my taste buds will miss your once a year appearance. I am sorry that I cannot consume you in 2010. My apologies. Do warn your brothers, sisters and friends though; I will be making up for my 2010 loss in 2011 and chowing down twice my Easter consumption.



But No Matter How Far Or How Wide I Roam…

January 26, 2010

I still call Australia home.

HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY!

“I’ve been to cities that never close down
From New York to Rio and Old London Town
But no matter how far or how wide I roam
I still call Australia home

I’m always travelling
I love being free
And so I keep leaving the sun and the sea
But my heart lies waiting over the foam
I still call Australia home

All the sons and daughters
Spinning around the world
Away from their family and friends
But as the world gets older and colder
Its good to know where your journey ends

And someday we’��ll all be together once more
When all of the ships come back to the shore
I realise something I’ve always known
I still call Australia home

But no matter how far or wide I roam
I still call Australia
I still call Australia
I still call Australia home

But no matter how far or wide I roam
I still call Australia
I still call Australia
I still call Australia home.”


Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party

December 1, 2009

Discounted Cast Member tickets to Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party at Magic Kingdom? Hell yeah! Sunday was pretty much the only available day from then until Christmas that I’d have free to attend this event, so there really was no hesitation or second thoughts about it.

I’d heard mixed opinions about Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party but the negatives weren’t enough to hold me back. I was beyond excited for this night, so much so that I even went out and bought an adorable Minnie Santa hat with ears and a bow; so cute. Whether I looked ridiculous or not is a matter of opinion, but hey, it kept my head warm… at least that’s my claim.

Entrance into Magic Kingdom

The front of Magic Kingdom had been decorated for Christmas and decked out with wreaths and lights, it looked so pretty. Upon stepping foot into the Magic Kingdom, my eyes were instantly drawn to Main Street. I’d looked down Main Street many times before and seen Cinderella’s Castle at the very end, but I’d never seen it look as beautiful as it did tonight. The Castle was sparkling and glistening in the nights sky. It had been completely draped in fairy lights to give it that frosted, icy look. It was truly spectacular. I was blown away by its beauty. I walked down Main Street with my eyes glued to the Castle at all times. I was so attracted to it that it took me a good few minutes to realise that it was snowing down Main Street, fake snow, but still snow none the less. Quite the sight if I may say so myself. I continued to make my way towards the Castle to admire its beauty up close.

Me looking cute in my Minnie Santa hat in front of Cinderella's Castle

One of our friends, Liz,  is a performer in the Christmas stage show that they present at Cinderella’s Castle so we went to watch her do her thing. The show was so cute and a lot of fun and really put me in the Christmas mood. I was bopping around to all the Christmas carols while admiring the gorgeous costumes they all got to wear.

After the show was over Liz had told us to meet her at the side of Cinderella’s Castle because she had arranged a meet and greet for us! I was soooooo excited. This made the night even more amazing than it already was. Bryan and I headed over there and waited until someone came to get us. A few of the cast came out as well as Mickey and Minnie! Lots of other performers also had their families there to see them.

Bryan and I with Liz and a few of her performer friends

Mickey and Minnie; so cute!

Next up was the Wishes Fireworks Spectacular, Christmas style! I’d never seen the normal Wishes before but I had heard the Christmas one was a heap better so I was super excited and pumped up.

My hot chocolate and my cookie!

Before the fireworks show began, it started getting a little chilly outside so we decided to take advantage of the several stations giving out hot chocolate and cookies to the guests. I’m not a huge fan of cookies, but this one was delicious! It was covered in colourful sprinkles and seemed to just melt in my mouth. The hot chocolate was super great and really hit the spot. There were marshmallows in there to make it taste extra good! Bryan had bought a whole heap of candy canes along with him and was telling me how he likes to break up a candy cane and put it into his hot chocolate. He said that you stir it around and wait for it to melt and then the hot chocolate has a peppermint twist to it. This sounded delicious so I gave it a try, and, sure enough, it worked and my hot chocolate tasted DELICIOUS! It was pretty much a mouth-gasm. So, so good. I highly recommend it!

We returned back to Cinderella’s Castle and secured our spot to view the Wishes Christmas Fireworks show from. A voice came over the sound system informing us that all the lights throughout the Magic Kingdom would be dimmed in order for guests to view the fireworks show… and then, it began…

Speechless. Hands down possibly one of the most amazing things I have ever seen before in my life. It was definitely the highlight of my time here to date. It was spectacularly beautiful. The castle lit up in different colours, the fireworks shooting out over the top, the Christmas Carols playing; it was just… lost for words. It really was something. There was a couple in front of me hugging and kissing while this was all going on. The family to my right had their arms all interlocked and were hugging. For a brief second I got sad again thinking about how I wont be home for Christmas but watching the amazingness that is the Wishes Christmas Fireworks Spectacular made all if this OK.

There was just one thing left to do… make our way over to view the Christmas Parade which two of our friends were performing in. We secured our spot and sat down while waiting for it to begin. Sure enough, another two hot chocolates with marshmallows and candy canes were consumed. Mmmmm 🙂 The parade was all sorts of cute fun. I saw my favourites; The Beast and Belle and Aladdin; Winnie the Pooh and friends and of course, Mickey and Minnie… oh, and how could I forget… Santa!

Sadly, this brought our night to an end. Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party was such an amazing night and I wish we could have stayed there forever! It really was something special and I will never, ever forget it. It’s one of those things that will stay with me for life. If you get the chance, I highly recommend you get your butt over there to check it out. It’s on select nights throughout December and runs from 7pm until midnight. Pleaseeee, do yourself a favour and go! You wont be disappointed 🙂

Bryan and I before leaving. This is a one of the professional Photo Pass photos.

xo


Spectacle Of Dancing Lights 2009

November 20, 2009

Oh, how convenient that Bing Crosby’s “I’ll Be Home For Christmas” just started playing on my Pandora Radio Christmas list. Boooo. No, I wont be home for Christmas, and yes, this is my first time ever being away from my family and home for Christmas. I can deal with this no problems, but every time this song plays I get a little bit sad, just a teeny weeny bit because…

  • I have no Christmas tree to set up and no stocking to hang.
  • There will be no Cookie glaring up at the shiny Christmas ornaments with his little brain ticking away and wanting nothing more than to jump into the tree and attack the ornaments.
  • There will be none of Mum’s amazing roast pork and Nana’s delicious turkey.
  • There will be no big family gathering over Christmas Day lunch while Bing Crosby’s Christmas CD is playing in the background.
  • And the biggest disappointment of them all, (not that I’m materialistic or anything) is that I will have no Christmas presents waiting under the tree for me when I wake up on Christmas morning <insert sad face here>.

A typical Christmas at my home back in Australia

The Osborne Family Spectacle of Dancing Lights @ Hollywood Studios

So, feeling a bit down about this, a few Cirque mates (who are also spending their first Christmas away from their families) and I were feeling rather Christmasy on Monday night. We decided to head down to Disney’s Hollywood Studios and check out the ‘Spectacle of Dancing Lights’. I’d heard about this from other Disney Cast Members and the hype surrounding it, so I was extremely excited to get down there and check it out,  especially since Australia doesn’t really go all out with the Christmas lights… and besides, I’m a sucker for Christmas!

OH. MY. GOD. is all that comes to mind. I could not believe my eyes! The set up was INSANE! Sooooo pretty. I don’t think I’d ever seen anything so amazing before in my life! Not one single wall went to waste, there were lights absolutely every where. I stood there kind of dumbfounded for the first few minutes. I’m pretty sure Mike has a video of me running around with my mouth wide open and all you can hear me saying is “Woahhhh!” I was like a five year old let loose in a candy store. I felt so happy at that exact moment in time… until “I’ll Be Home For Christmas” started playing over the sound system haha.

You’re probably wondering where the ‘dancing’ part comes into all of this, right? Right. Well, every 10 to 15 minutes, a Christmas carol comes blasting over the sound system and the lights start dancing to the beat of the song. As if the non-dancing lights weren’t already good enough, the dancing lights come along and kick the non-dancing lights right in the butt! Ouch. This is just all too much for me. I must look like the biggest tool ever to grace this planet as I walk around in awe with my mouth hanging open. Again, I feel like a six year old allowed to stay up all night and watch TV instead of going to bed at 8pm. So, so pretty. Nothing tops this. I start to feel a little bit OK about missing Christmas in Australia; just a little bit.

I could post a plethora of photos and videos from this event, but not a single one will do this spectacle justice. Do yourself a favour and get your butt down to Hollywood Studios from now until July 4, 2010 to check this out. You will not be disappointed!

Hollywood Studios closed at 8pm so we had to get moving. We were all still in a very Christmasy mood so we headed over to the AMC at Downtown Disney and went to see Disney’s ‘A Christmas Carol‘ in 3D. Two thumbs up. Amazinggggg. I’m so glad we picked the 3D session and not the regular viewing because this movie just looked so phenomenal in 3D. I found it rather amusing how much they made Colin Firth’s character look like him and Jim Carrey did a sensational job voicing many of the characters. Although this may seem like a children’s movie, I think it was rather creepy at parts, enough to scare little kids!

What a great start to the holiday season 🙂


Disney’s Cast Member Sneak Peak…

September 26, 2009

of the EPCOT Food & Wine Festival was on yesterday, Thursday, September 24; one day before opening to the public for its six week run. Although all the seminars were not available, we had access to all the International food kiosks which consisted of: Rio De Janeiro, Brazil; Mexico City, Mexico; Barcelona, Spain; Krakow, Poland; Shanghai, China;  New Delhi, India; Cape Town, South Africa; Bangkok, Thailand; Melbourne, Australia; Munich, Germany; Bologna, Italy; Vienna, Austria; New Orleans, U.S.A.; Tokyo, Japan; Marrakesh, Morocco; Paris, France; Cork, Ireland; Wellington, New Zealand; Montreal, Canada; Athens, Greece; Santiago, Chile and San Juan, Puerto Rico.

2009 EPCOT Food & Wine Festival

Walt Disney's 2009 EPCOT Food & Wine Festival

It was much to my delight that one of the feature International kiosks was from my home town of Melbourne, Australia A bunch of Aussie’s went down together and we were all super pumped for Lamp Chops and Lamingtons, but first, we had to represent, Aussie style!

Melbourne, Australia kiosk @ EPCOT

Melbourne, Australia kiosk @ EPCOT

I took it upon myself to indecently touch the Melbourne sign. You totally know that sign loved every minute of me holding that pose… I know I did 😉 Enough touching, more eating! Off we went to place our orders…

I ordered a Grilled Lamb Chop With Red Wine Sauce and Murray River Sea Salt. The single chop alone set me back $5.50 US, but boy, was it worth it; it was bloody delicious! This country seems to lack lamb so I have missed it dearly so the $5.50 price tag was little in comparison to what wonders it would do for my taste buds! It was like there was a party in my mouth and everybody was invited; that’s how good it was! Next up was the Lamington. I had been looking so forward to this, but, in all honesty, it was a major FAIL. I guess those who sample it and aren’t from Australia aren’t going to know any better, but for us Aussie’s, it was nothing like the real thing. The Lamington slice cost $3 US… I would have much prefered picking up an entire packet of Lamingtons from Woolies for $2.50!

Lamp Chop & Lamington from the Melbourne, Australia kiosk

Lamp Chop & Lamington from the Melbourne, Australia kiosk

Another major FAIL was the fact that they had absolutely no Australian cast members working the Aussie kiosk! What the heck is that? Oh, and that one of the dudes behind the counter, an American bloke, said “Good day” to me… Ummm, mate, I’m pretty sure it’s G’day. Ugh. Get some Aussie’s behind there already! This was seriously a major disappointment for me as most of the other International kiosks seemed to have cast members representing their respectful countries, plus, it’s always fun having a chat to a random fellow Aussie!

Primavera from Bologna, Italy
Primavera from Bologna, Italy

So after I’d successfully ate Australia, I felt the need to frolic over and drink Italy (over at the Bologna, Italy kiosk). It took a whole three minutes to get there; crazy, I know! I coughed up the $3 US to purchase a Primavera This is a strawberry, banana and peach style slushi drink which, let me tell you, was absolutely bloody AMAZING! It was soooo full of flavour and its iciness was so refreshing and welcoming in the 90 degree heat. I downed this baby within minutes. Could this be the best $3 I’ve ever spent? Quite possibly…

We checked out all the other International kiosks and found many things that tickled our taste buds (Mental note: Must head back to Athens, Greece for Chicken Souvlaki and Baklava!), however, we had dinner plans so decided to save the other samplings for another day. After all, there is still six weeks left of the Food & Wine Festival and we can visit EPCOT for free when ever our heart desires! Ah, the joys of being a Disney Cast Member

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Weird and wacky traditions from around the world…

January 15, 2009

NO RED XMAS CARDS IN JAPAN

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JAPAN: Warning to anyone that has friends or family living here. Never send red Christmas cards to anyone in Japan. Sending red Christmas cards constitutes bad etiquette since, in Japan, funeral notices are customarily printed in red. This is one mix up you do not want to get yourself into.

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LA TOMATINA, VALENCIA, SPAINSPAIN: La Tomatina takes place in Valencia. It is a peculiar tradition that takes place annually on the last Wednesday in August. At the peak of the tomato season a wild battle develops as thousands of people pelt each other with ripe tomatoes. Rivers of tomato sauce run down the streets. After the tomato war is over, everyone gathers at the town square for food and wine festivities.
.GOOSE DAY IN SPAIN
SPAIN:
Yes, Spain again. It seems they really like their weird traditions. Goose Day, as the locals know it, takes place in Lekeitio. A goose is hanged from a rope over a harbour while men pass by on a boat and try to grab the poor animal. They are lifted up and repeatively plunged into the water until they successful pull off the neck of the goose. This is absolutely horrible and so cruel.

WHO'S UP FOR SWALLOWING SOME WILLOW CATKIN???.

POLAND: According to beliefs in Poland, at Easter if you swallow a willow catkin from a branch that has been consecrated by a priest, it would bestow good health upon you. Hmmm… sounds enticing and tasty? 😐
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UKRAINE XMAS TREE WITH SPIDER WEBS.
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UKRAINE:
In the Ukraine, it is customary to decorate a Christmas tree with an artificial spider and webs. It is believed that a spider web found on Christmas morning brings good luck. If they were mistaken as real, they may also bring heart attacks 😉
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THE RUNNING OF THE BULLS IN SPAINSPAIN: Boy, Spain really is a crazy country! July 7-14th is the annual Running of the Bulls festival in the city of Pamplona. A herd of fighting bulls are let loose onto the streets after a crowd of young men. The aim of the runners is to try and feel the breath of the bull on their backs. Unfortunately, lots of young men get injured doing so. This is not my idea of fun!

RUSSIAN VODKA
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RUSSIA:
The men get together and prepare a bottle of vodka for every three men. They then start to drink until one of the men falls. If you refuse to drink, this is an insult to the rest of the men. I recommend Smirnoff 😉
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DO NOT GIVE THE THUMBS UP IN GREECE!
GREECE:
This is not so much a tradition, but it is a weird and interesting thing to note. While traveling through Greece last year, we were informed not to give the thumbs up to anyone as it was rude and not accepted in this country. We just tucked our thumbs in and gave the fist… Wow, sounds… odd.