You don’t need fairies to experience magic

Yesterday I had the most magical day of my life and I’m going to try my best to put it into words for you but I have a feeling it isn’t going to do it much justice.

We’ve been in Florida 11 days now and although every day has been absolutely incredible, deep down we’ve all been waiting for today. At 7.30am we arrived at Discovery Cove where we were given our snorkel, wet suit and the time of our dolphin swim, 12.10.

Whilst we were tucking into our unlimited breakfast buffet we decided that we would begin by taking the rapids through the aviary, otter and mandarin habitats which allowed you to be within a metre of all these animals, pet and feed them.

We then headed over to the ‘Great Reef’, which was a man-made coral reef covering 2.5 acres of land, home to 10,000 different fish, stingrays and sharks including 125 different species.

So we put our snorkel and goggles on and dived straight in. Well, we tiptoed in very slowly, easing our bodies into the cold water, trying so carefully not to get in the way of any fish. But I soon learnt that the fish were ready for me and soon darted out of the way.

And down I went, gazing deep into the reef, absolutely mesmerised by what was below, around and on top of me. Suddenly being cold was no longer an issue and it was just me and the fish, amazed at the flashes of colour and the variety of species and shapes. As I floated in a dream-like state, I watched the fish live their lives in their schools, delving into the reefs grottos and crevices, un-phased by my company. And then a pair of massive bloody stingray’s were heading towards me and the grace I had been carrying soon turned into a mess of screaming and splashing. I kicked as fast as I could, until me and my embarrassed face were washed up to shore.

And then I looked at the time and It was time to go down to the dolphin pool, the pool where it would be just us, the trainer and a dolphin… We were also teamed with a family from Texas but lets forget about them.

Soon we were introduced to Thelma, a beautiful dolphin who we were going to spend the next 30 minutes with. Thelma was a 20 year old mother to 4, who had lived her whole life at Discovery Cove.

For centuries, mankind have often referred to dolphins as ‘the angels of the sea’, and I was about to see just how perfectly they suited that description. Thelma glided over to us, popped her tail above water level and gave us a welcoming wave. All 9 of us, including Thelma, were soon smiling from ear to ear.

Our time began by the trainer telling us a little about Thelma, where she would respond so humanlike with nods, shakes, waves and squeaks. The trainer would shout “shark!”, and Thelma would squeal and cower. He would twist his wrist in a certain manner and Thelma would glide away about 10 metres to surprise us all with a perfected back flip. The nicest thing about it was that she was so willing to do it, with a few fish fed to her throughout, Thelma was the happiest thing.

Next we were able to have our photo taken with her, where she would kiss us and smile alongside us for a photo. She then took us separately for a ride where we held onto each of her fins and she would, so delicately, glide us through the water where it was so clear how protective she was of us. One of the younger boys from the Texas family accidentally let go and Thelma, with no hesitation or command, quickly turned around and picked him up again, this brought a tear to my eye.

I was worried that holding onto their fins would cause discomfort to her and mentioned this to the trainer who soon assured me that Thelma was quite happy to partake and that if any of the 46 dolphins at Discovery Cove don’t want to do anything, they won’t, and the trainers allow this and simply just use another dolphin.

After a few more photos and tricks our 30 minutes had very quickly come to an end, well they do say that time flies when you’re having fun.

What amazes me the most about dolphins is the emotions they can make you feel. Thelma was full of grace, with a loving and protective nature. Everything she did, she did with elegance and a smile, and it seemed that nothing could dampen her mood.

I’ll never forget the poise, pride and grin that Thelma had about her, and I will never forget my day at Discovery Cove. That 30 minutes of my life comes on par with my Australian Skydive, and I insist that if anyone is planning on a day with Dolphins, they should pursue it at Discovery Cove, Orlando. It needs no hesitation, I can promise you will have one of, if not ‘the’, best experience of your life.

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Sun, Sea and Shamu

Feet up, radio on, sun shining.. Stuck in a stuffy car for around an hour and a half, for the second time today. But bloody hell was it worth it.

Today we’ve been to St Pete beach at St Petesburg. White sand, Blue Sky, Sea like a bath… you get my drift. And since my last post, 3 days ago, we haven’t stopped so it has been really nice to relax today and get a little more burnt.

Over the past few days we’ve been back to Universal as we had an early entry pass to the park so that we could go on the Harry Potter ride without having to queue. It was a moving simulator ride, with effects so powerful that it takes complete control of your senses and was, hands down, my favourite ride I’ve been on so far.

We’ve also been to Seaworld to watch the Sea-Lion and Killer Whale show, which was breath-taking. Although I had been told beforehand that a few years ago, Shamu, the oldest killer whale had eaten one of the trainers during training. So I was a little concerned at how “mind blowing” the show was going to be.

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Yesterday we went to Epcot at Disney World for the morning but we spent most of the day at Animal Kingdom mainly because Kate and Colin knew how desperate I was to see some Oodays (thats the noise elephants make, obviously). And it was my favourite day, ever, especially the African Safari.

As crazy as I am about animals and zoo’s, I often leave a little upset at the way the animals are forced to live. But what I loved about Animal Kingdom was how big and ‘natural’ their habitats have been made, allowing them to live happily.

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Over the past few days we’ve been to a couple of shopping malls where I brought all my family a present. Even though my parents order me not to bring anything back for them, I have to. I love buying them presents. Plus, I owe it to them.

It’s been really weird not being home for Fathers Day today, but I sent him a soppy text in which he replied “what do you want?”. Little Daddy’s girl aren’t I.

The weather here is more up and down than me once a month. I started writing this post with the windows down, dazed by the heat and the sunlight. And within 10 minutes of typing, the windows are now shut and the rain is so heavy that the few cars I can see ahead of us are all travelling less than 10mph with their hazard lights on.

If you don’t believe me, these two photos below were taken within 20 minutes of each other.

Thank you for reading xxxxx

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Good morning America

Really struggling to find time to blog at the moment, but today I set my alarm an hour earlier than I needed so that I could write a post on yesterday, which was easily one of the best days of my life.

I should probably start off by saying I’m not in England, I am in fact laying in an air conditioned room, lit by nothing but the scorching sunshine, still a few hours before my breakfast, whilst everyone in the UK would be digging into their Lunch, in Orlando, America.

Not only is Lewis a dream to be with but his parents, Kate and Colin, are two of the most generous people in the world. For Lewis’ 21st his parents said they’d take him to Florida, as it’s his favourite place in the world and that they wanted me to go with them. So here I am, nursing sunburn, after just one full day In America.

Yesterday was our first day and after waking up at 7am, partly because my body clock has no idea what’s going on, but also because I was too excited to sleep again, we headed to Denny’s. Denny’s as Colin always says is “The best place to go for breakfast because all the police go there”. Although there were no policeman parked outside and I struggled to fit through the door on the way out, I had one of the best breakfasts ever.

Looking at the menu and around at all the Americas, I realised that a full English at least double the size we normally eat at home, alongside a side of 4 pancakes drowned in butter cream and maple syrup is ‘your average breakfast’.

So after a few minutes deliberating I decided to give the American way of life a go, as I should. I ordered what were called ‘Puppies’, balls of pancake batter, coated in sugar and cinamon, deep fried and, of course, swimming in maple syrup. And my gosh, take me back. (I also had a bacon English muffin, because a breakfast isn’t breakfast without a bit of bacon).

We then planned on popping to Universal, “for just a few rides”. Within minutes of arriving that all changed. Kate and Colin decided to treat us all to get unlimited fast pass on every ride at both parks, I felt so bad and guilty. But there was no time to, we had just over 9 hours, till the park closed, to go absolutely crazy. And so we did.

Im not going to sit here and describe every ride because we’ll be here for days, but my favourite three were The Simpsons, Hulk and Popeye and Bulto’s Bilge-Rat Barges. Regrettably we begun on Hulk, less than an hour after I’d demolished my breakfast. But it was amazing. Your typical fast, loop-de-loop, upside down ride.

We did Popeye’s ride about midday, meaning that around 8 hours later, when we left the park, we were only slightly damp. This ride is when ten people sit In a circle facing inwards, and ride down the rapids, it was so exciting as you had no idea how soaked you were going to get round the next corner. Plus, Colin clearly sat in the daring seat and came off the ride absolutely drenched, haha.

The Simpsons is more of a 4D simulator ride, and its absolutely incredible. Made me tummy go, like it does on a normal roller coaster, even though I was barely moving.

We then watched the Cinematic experience when the park closed which involved water falling, creating patterns and images, celebrating 100 years of Universal. Once this had finished, we left the park with only two parks unridden, and within minutes of my head touching the pillow I was fast asleep.

Yesterday was an absolutely amazing day, and I can’t wait to go back there. I am an extremely lucky girl and still have 13 days of this!

Speak soon xxxxxx

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My little Bubble

Call me crazy, but when I typed ‘What do you call someone who loves their pet more than anything else in the world’ into Google I expected to find at least one word that would fill the  definition. Perhaps I didn’t word it correctly? Or maybe I do love my cat a little bit too much?

But lets be honest, who doesn’t want a best friend, of almost 15 years, who never argues with you, never moans, always listens and is always there for a cuddle?

A week before my 5th birthday in 1998, my parents took me to the RSPCA rescue centre where I was allowed to pick a kitten to take home. We were told there were only two kittens available and my choice was between, as my mum described, “one beautiful grey fluffy kitten, who wouldn’t stop licking me and asking for cuddles”, and “one tabby, angry cat, who kept hissing at us and wouldn’t even come over to say hello”. So I obviously picked the latter.

I named him Bubble, and here we are 14 years, and 364 days later, the best of friends. Bubble doesn’t really like people, or attention, unless it’s from me. And I know that’s a very conceited statement but if you don’t believe me, pop over for an afternoon and I’ll be very happy to prove it to you.

Bubble will greet me at the door and follow me wherever I go, whether it be to make my dinner or watch me have a wee. Obviously when he was younger he had a lot better things to do, pimping. But now he’s a bit of a granddad, would rather a night in front of the tele than chasing pussy.

Obviously being at University has proved difficult and I always worry that one day, because of his age, I’ll come home and he won’t remember who I am. But he continues to prove me wrong.

I could sit here for hours sharing my love for bubble, but I’m finding It’s hard to write about him without sounding like an absolute freak. Plus Lewis will get jealous if I write more about my cat than I wrote about him.

Tomorrow Bubble is 15, and I would loose an arm and a leg for him to live forever.

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A good photo keeps a moment from running away

Many, many years ago the only way you could remember a moment was by memory. Years after that, when men paired top hats with pipes, and women donned corsets there was ‘film photography’ that, held up to the light, would show small black and white photographs often alongside blurs and exposure problems. Today we have the ability to snap, save and amend as many photos as we desire… And then leave it on our iPhones to never be seen again.

 Don’t get me wrong, technology has done wonders to our world, but very few nowadays experience that feeling of flicking through a photograph album, rewinding the memories and reliving the emotional connection.

 On the 7th of May I decided to spend my money on something other than Topshop and Nando’s, I ordered 96 photo prints from Printstagram.

 Stating the obvious, Printstagram works alongside instagram, allowing the customer to choose from a variety of ways to print out their very own photographs. Whether you want your photographs printed onto a calendar, a poster, into a book, a memory box, framed or simply into square mini prints then you can. It is a new company and as their e-mail stated, “they really appreciate the support”.

 I chose to have mine developed simply into square prints, so that I have the option to frame them, put them into an album or stick onto my bedroom wall.

 Although the e-mail stated that they should arrive within 4-10 days, I was pleasantly surprised with them delivered to my door within 3.

 The prints were wrapped up so sweetly, and printed in such fine quality on a lustre soft white card. As soon as I got them out I wanted to put them back into the packaging, as they were so beautiful I didn’t want to touch them until I’d decided what to do with them.

I’ve put a photo below of me holding one of my prints so you can get an idea of the size.

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 24 prints cost $12 meaning that in total I spent $48, which is £31. At first I obviously hesitated as, for a student, this is a couple of nights out, and Prinstagram is a fairly new company with mixed reviews on other blogs. But if you haven’t already guessed, they were worth every single penny, and once I have uploaded another 24 photos onto instagram that I want to print I’m heading right back.

So whether you’re revising, catching up on towie or chilling out, head over to Printstagram now, you won’t regret it. Plus, you get a free sticker.

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Time flies, when you’re tipsy

I’m sat on a tiny uncomfortable sofa, in a horribly located, smelly house, whilst I’m hungover and hungry, and this is how I’ve spent my last year. And hands down, I have had the best year of my life.

For my second year at University I’ve lived with three of my best friends, Cameron, Chris and also my boyfriend, Lewis. Ignoring the constant talk of football, sound of Fifa related cupboard punching and the smell of corned beef, I couldn’t have picked three better people to live with.

 Today is my last day and night here, and I’m about to meet mine and Lewis’ parents for a drink before our pub dinner this evening. But beforehand I have to say goodbye to Cam, who I’m going to miss a huge amount. Not going to say anything else nice about him incase he reads this and gets even more cocky… if that’s even possible.

 I’ve been very lucky at University, making a lot of very special friends, and a few who I know will be my best friends for life. It’s quite weird really, there are people I’ve know all my life but will never have the same friendship that I have with a few people here. Perhaps it’s because I’ve spent the past 2 years constantly around them, through the best and worst times. They’ve seen me tipsy, crying because I miss home, moody because it’s that time of the month and absolutely elated because my crispy seaweed has arrived.

 I’ve also been lucky enough to meet someone extra special to me at University, Lewis Everett. I don’t want to let you in on too much because I believe relationships should be kept between the two of you, but we’re both very lucky to have met each other. Although living together at University has proved difficult sometimes it has also helped to make some of the best memories of my life. And I know University will be one of many special memories.

 It’s ridiculous how fast these past two years have flown by, it’s a bit scary really. And now I’m welling up a little because, even though I’m happy to go home for summer, I’m sad to leave this life again.

 But I’m back in September for my past year. Probably sensible to give the liver a break anyway…

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