Author: baileycallum93

Graduate, Blogger, Photographer, Skiier, and (ex)Traveller from Milton Keynes, UK.

The boy who came home

‘But there is room now in my heart for more memories,
carved by a letting go that I could find
only by coming home to a place I’d never been’
– Karen White

2018. Strange year right? Weird year to be honest, for me anyway. Football almost came home for the first time since 1966 in 2018. It didn’t though. However, in a plot-twist surprise to many, I did.

Like I said, 2018. A strange, weird year. Then again, when reflecting on my outline for 2018, I pretty much stuck to the script. After all, in my 2017 review The boy who strayed from his path, I wrote “January 2018 will mark 11 months since I last saw my Dad, so I am very excited to be spending his birthday with him out in Thailand at the end of the month. The exciting news is that, after spending 15 months away, I will be returning to the UK temporarily in the middle of February, before heading back to Asia in April. From there everything is up in the air as to what I do or where I go next, so I guess we will see what happens.”

Well, all of that happened. All of that and more. After all, I came home. (more…)

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Irksome Media and “Us Against the World”

Anyone but Liverpool

I’ve calmed down since watching last night’s game and, in hindsight, I don’t think I have the boys in Red enough credit. Were we at our best? No. At times we were insipid and ponderous in possession, but we managed the game beautifully, undone by two costly lapses in concentration.

Anyone but Liverpool

If actions before, during, and after the game mean anything, it’s that City knew this was a must-win. Get a draw and stay 7pts behind Liverpool would mean an uphill battle, lose and fall 10pts behind would leave a mountain to climb. For City, only a win would do.

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#94 – Watch Cirque du Soleil

‘Cirque du Soleil means Circus of the Sun. When I need to take time
to re-energize, I go somewhere by the ocean to sit back
and watch the sunsets. That is where the idea of ‘Soleil’ came from,
on a beach in Hawaii,
and because the sun is the symbol of youth and energy’
– Guy Laliberte

On 12th March 2017, after falling in love with the theatre company Cirque du Soleil many years previously whilst at University, I was finally able to see them live.

Touring Australia with their show KOOZA, I was able to see their performance at Flemington Racecourse, Melbourne. Described the The Independant as “a show that blends, almost to perfection, its subcontinental sounds, its stunning lighting and costumes with theatrical ingenuity and acrobatic wonder”, my expectations were high and my excitement ever-growing. Thankfully, I wasn’t disappointed. (more…)

#95 – Attend a Grand Prix race weekend

‘I’m a sport fan. So, I have always watched everything,
and I used to watch racing. Formula One was always on.
The genius about it is that it’s on at lunchtime on a Sunday’

– Asif Kapadia

Despite growing up a stones throw from Silverstone, it took until I was in Melbourne to actually attend a Grand Prix.

It was alright, the Melbourne circuit is pretty sweet and it is a cool experience. Sure, it involves a lot of head twisting mind, and you only get to see the cars breeze past you for just a second, but (more…)

#67 – Walk on a naturally formed glacier

‘The gem of New Zealand’s West Coast Glaciers’

The west cost of New Zealand’s South Island has several stunning glaciers that provide many a beautiful photo opportunity, but perhaps the best known of all is the Franz Josef Glacier.

Glacier’s themselves are pretty awesome. A body of dense ice centuries old that is constantly moving and shifting due to it’s own weight, influenced by its on-going climate. Unfortunately, due to fluctuating weather conditions (more…)

The boy who strayed from his path

‘Stay true to yourself, yet always be open to learn.
Work hard, and never give up on your dreams,
even when nobody else believes they can come true but you’

– Phillip Sweet

It is suffice to say that 2017 didn’t really turn out the way that I thought it would. When the year began, I was of the opinion that I would have spent some time soaking the sun up in Byron, that I would have whale watched over in Western Australia, and that I would have travelled to hell and back completing the necessary 3 months of agricultural work required for a 2nd year visa up in Queensland. However, the reality is that none of the above occurred. And yet, looking back on my 2017, I don’t believe that I would really want to change it at all.

This year saw me forge some extremely strong friendships, revisit destinations that I first went to all the way back in 1999, and finally fulfil a bucket list wish that I have dreamed of for as long as I could remember. Most importantly though, it allowed me to (more…)

#68 – Hitchhike

‘One of the more tiring aspects of hitchhiking is a need to be sociable and make conversation with whoever is driving you.
It would be considered poor form to accept a ride, hop into the passenger seat and then simply to crash out until you reached your destination
‘ – Tony Hawks

Unlike Tony Hawks, I am afraid to say that I did indeed crash out during my hitchhiking experience. Now, my hitchhiking experience may not be quite so exotic / painstakingly frustrating / dangerous (delete as appropriate) as other people’s experiences might be, but I believe that it still counts.

The reason I crashed out was the circumstance. For one, it was other backpackers who picked us up. Secondly, the backseat of the VW was a bed. Thirdly we had just walked the Tongariro Crossing, and I (more…)

#50 – Have a bonfire on the beach

‘Insert Quote Here’ – Teo Wolter

This memory will live on in me for as a long as I will live because it was a truly special evening for me, even if it did take me 23years to get there.

The site of my first beach bonfire experience was Hot Water Beach on New Zealand’s North Island. One of the guys that I had met right at the start of my Kiwi Experience trip – Teo – and I had made our minds up quite early on that we would be spending our one evening at Hot Water Beach sat under the stars with a little bonfire, so en route to the location we picked up marshmallows to toast over the open flames.

We made our way down to the beach after sunset, following a path illuminated by (more…)

#110 – Volunteer at the Olympics/Paralympics

‘Long hours, no pay and a mandatory cheery smile…
why do people want to be London 2012 volunteers?’
Jenny Minard

Back in 2010, before I had even celebrated my 16th birthday, my Dad spoke to me one weekend about applying to be a London 2012 Games Maker. He had seen an article in the local newspaper about it and had done all the research for me – obviously he was very aware that 15yo me wouldn’t really have done anything about it – and all that was needed to be done was to fill out the application form.

Fast forward to January 2012 and I was invited to have both a first and second interview at the London 2012 HQ as part of the 100,000+ strong candidacy search that had been whittled down from an initial 200,000+.

A couple of months later the news then came through, I was one of the luck 70,000 volunteers to be selected to be involved at London 2012! (more…)

(Untitled thoughts of one who has been away for a year and counting)

Well, what a difference a year makes! A year ago today I had just landed in New Zealand and was scrambling around trying to find away to find my phone, ID, and credit card, having left them behind in the car of the people who had driven me from the airport to my hostel – it was made all the harder by the fact that I had only met these people on the flight itself!

It is strange to think that it has been 12months since I last stepped out on English soil. So much has happened since then, however it is safe to say that (more…)