Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Searching For a Former Clarity.

Wilmington, NC...where do i start? Well refer to previous blog about North Carolina and it will help you.

We (Mark, Jamie and I) hired a car and took a 3 hour drive from Charlotte to the coastal town for the day. Straight down route 74 east, our sat nav didnt have much to do until we got there. To describe the place, i would say its full of water, creeks, murky rivers, green trees, colonial buildings and coffee shops. My expectations were high and they were met. It's much smaller than i thought and it is not hard to find a Dawson's Creek or One Tree Hill set/location they have filmed. Two minutes after we parked i found the Rivercourt, famous for the earlier days of OTH where the Scott brothers used to battle it out on the courts. The second scene i managed to find was the last episode of season six where Peyton and Lucas drive off into the town and the camera pans out from across the rivertcourt. I could envision them on the last day of filming, where the car was placed, the weather, the production. I saw it all in my head but i was actually there breathing and seeing it. So yeah we took a boat to the rivert court, explored a bit, took photos of the huge war battleship that is also there. We walked around downtown, i found Clothes over Bro's store and CD alley from OTH and Hells Kitchen from Dawson's Creek.

Later we set the sat nav up and went to Airlie gardens, google it, it's a beautiful place. This is the pivital location for "the ruins" in Dawson's Creek and i remember a scene between Peyton, Lucas, Haley and Nathan from OTH possibly after graduation (?) there too. By this time it was sunny and i took lots of photos of the trees, creeks and wildlife cos it was a must. Seriously my mum would have loved the gardens, someday we'll go back. We hopped back in the car and drove to Lucas and Peyton's house, because...? Because i'm a bloody loser hardcore fan and wanted to see what the area was like. Much small house than i expected, but was in a nice little green neighbourhood. We went back to Hells Kitchen to eat and ended our day here. Ate some grub and i was content with life.

It's the kind of little town wish i grew up in. I wonder how the hollywood stars cope with living in such a beautiful little area?

Hannah xoxo

Tuesday, 14 July 2009

Welcome to Miami...

1am-Cancun 12th July
Buy M+M's from an oxxo in cancun. Start eating them at the hostel and get weird stomach cramps so i stop. I possibly fall asleep or pass out from the pain. Wake up and grab a taxi to the airport. We find out our flight has been delayed just over two hours so i catch up on some reading at the airport. I am reading The Time Traveller's Wife, slow i am enjoying it yet utterly confused by time travel. I Sleep through take off and landing at Miami airport. Our hostel turns out to be a really cheap hotel. We have a private bathroom and even a kitchen area with a fridge. There are two double beds and a tv for quiet tims. We go to dinner at IHOP (International House of Pancakes). It is like little chef but the quality of food is superb compared. I have a toasted sandwhich patty burger with grilled onions. It might be vegetarian, i'm not sure. After dinner mark feels ill so he goes back to the room to sleep. Jamie, Dan and I take a really long stroll to South Beach down Collins Avenue. We start at 63rd and end up at 13th. Miami ink is on 14th washington ave. We all go out dressed in our sunday best as we've beent old South Beach is where all the beautiful people are. My impressions of Miami are good. It is full of pretty tall buildings that reach the skies. It is immaculately clean and superb. The waters are pristine as it is situated on the lagoon and beach. You are never far from water. I have always like cities that are built around water. The cars are new and shiny and big. We dont see one bad looking ugly car on our walk. We even walk down a stretch on mid beach that smells beautiful and we all notice it. We walk past Miami Ink but just glance so we dont seem like typical tourists even though its about 11 at night. Lots of people we walk past have tattoos. On the way back our legs and feet start to feel the burn of our ten mile walk so we grab some huge gatorade bottles from a convinience store. The energy drink then later stops us from sleeping. When we get back we cant get in because we left Mark the key. This old lady reluctantly lets us in and calls the room to get confirmation from Mark. He does not answer. She takes us to the room and knocks on the door. After a while he answers in his boxers half asleep looking really pale. He is confused about it all but finally tells the lady that we do belong in the room. She tells him we better not be joking, but this time we're in stitches at her southern accent being so stereotypical. We're not sure if shes seriously or joking. We laugh and hate our legs.

July 13th
Wake up around 9. Dan talked in his sleep again. Something about "Kings cross". We all woke up and found it hilarious at the time. I get pancakes for breakfast. We take a bus to south beach and spend around two hours sunbathing and swimming in the heat of the day. The sand is hot and the water is calm and see through. I swear a shark nuzzles me in the belly button but mark says its just fish. My ipod wont work. This makes sunbathing dull and i have to lay on my front and read. We are all red and roasted by the end of the day. We take a walk back though a shopping district that has nice shops but its too hot and we have no money. Dan enquires about tattoo prices. We bump into aussie aaron. It's a small world. He's heading to madrid tomorrow. We eat at IHOP AGAIN and see Bruno in the evening. We laugh.

July 14th
Jamie wakes up telling us we have to get up and check out. We take a bus to Adventurer mall up in North Miami. Its about 140 streets from where we are staying. Mark buys a trilby hat from the quiksilver store and the woman in there talks to us about england and her son. She is mid 40's, blonde, ex sufer type and tells us to get in contact with her son in California cos hes in a band. She gives us his number. I buy All Time Low's new cd and and a Black Tranformers vest from Hot Topic. Hot topic is not punk rock, MC Lars once said. Am i selling out? We take the bus back and some guy shouts at us about Tony Blair in a friendly manner. In subway a woman asks me if i'm from australia, i reply england but thanks for the compliment. She's from birmingham. I say we're from high wycombe. Close. I eat an Italian BMT. Bus to catch to Atlanta.


Hannah xoxo

Thursday, 9 July 2009

...Best in Mexico

Leave San pedro at 8am. Get to belize city an hour later. Make our way through shanti town to the bus station, leave Belize at 10am on the craziest local bus ever. It`s going to Chetamul, the town just across the mexican border. We have to pay 30 belizian dollars to leave their country which i do not agree with but i am in no state to argue. Just after we cross the border at around 3 we get talking to a guatamalen "emo rock" chick called Chloe. She has an aunt in colchester in essex where dan is from. Its a small world when you travel. She is also going to cancun to meet up with her Aunt. We use her spanish to order us burritos and taxis to the next bus station in Chetamul so we can catch a bus to Cancun. She takes dan`s email address. She says it takes around 2 and half hours to get to cancun. We leave at 4.30. We do not get there until 10pm. Chloe goes down in our estimations. We check into our hostel and ten minutes later a small mexican dude called josh (kinda like a club rep) invites us to this huge club on the hotel zone. $40 entry and the bar is then free. We all get drunk and dance to hip hop all night. Josh brings some nice english guys called Jools and Yan with him from another hostel, they party with us and this aussie dude also staying there called Aaron. He is the kind of guy your mum would like and has done a lot of travelling. Dan gets so drunk he passes out on the road in front of the police who just laugh. Six of us get in a four people taxi and go get tacos for post pre lash. We go back to our hostel and all fall asleep until my phone wakes us at 6am from a phone call. I still cant figure out who called.

We go to get burger king for breakfast as its the first thing we see. We sit in there while it rains horrifically for about twenty minutes. We take a stroll down to the beach and chill there for the rest of the day. We bump into josh, aaron, yan and jools and spend some time with them in the waves. Cancun is beautiful but the surf is crazy. I may have sunburned my legs. We decide to all get slot machines tattooed on us in california and talk about ghost stories, politics and religion all night long on the roof of our hostel. Some guy called Hose from Michigan also staying there tells us about how the Mexican mafia owns most of Cancun and how the police force are corrupt. This scares us just in time for bed.


I am still trying to perfect my Bret Easton Ellis style of writing.

Hannah xoxo