<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:07:33.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling SWIFT</title><subtitle type='html'>Leaving a life of consultancy in London, I set off for three years of travelling around the world. These are my stories and horrors.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933.post-8226812687164411498</id><published>2007-07-02T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:09:33.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABBA and Tequila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rom9sc-aHEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltdkG7byNfg/s1600-h/jeffabba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rom9sc-aHEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltdkG7byNfg/s320/jeffabba.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082802225854159938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rom9fs-aHDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/en_RPbmGG6Y/s1600-h/abba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rom9fs-aHDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/en_RPbmGG6Y/s320/abba.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082802006810827826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBA and tequila do not mix. These are the photo's to prove it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26011933-8226812687164411498?l=travellingswift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/8226812687164411498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26011933&amp;postID=8226812687164411498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/8226812687164411498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/8226812687164411498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/2007/07/abba-and-tequila.html' title='ABBA and Tequila'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rom9sc-aHEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltdkG7byNfg/s72-c/jeffabba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933.post-4198054100109790512</id><published>2007-05-28T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:32:30.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Breath of Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluerwKjp4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/El5UoY1hPBg/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluerwKjp4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/El5UoY1hPBg/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069820280036370306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluesQKjp5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Mdq-7j0Djx4/s1600-h/footprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluesQKjp5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Mdq-7j0Djx4/s320/footprint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069820288626304914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluesQKjp6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/x9It9oq_hKs/s1600-h/trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluesQKjp6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/x9It9oq_hKs/s320/trees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069820288626304930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I forget the reason why I left in search of something, then I come across a small reminder. Ten minutes drive and I'm at the beach with no-one around for miles. The only people I do see, usually smile and wave as we exchange pleasantries about our dogs, as they try and sniff each others groins or rip each other apart. Whoever is the biggest or smelliest really. Last Sunday I took a walk a couple of hours long. No shoes, space all around me, wind tossing my hair so I can't see a damn thing half the time. And I forgot that a couple of hours with no shoes, doesn't just exfoliate, but wears the feet down to the bone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26011933-4198054100109790512?l=travellingswift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/4198054100109790512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26011933&amp;postID=4198054100109790512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/4198054100109790512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/4198054100109790512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/2007/05/breath-of-fresh-air.html' title='A Breath of Fresh Air'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/RluerwKjp4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/El5UoY1hPBg/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933.post-5847592744227152277</id><published>2007-05-20T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:55:09.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm wasting my life away.</title><content type='html'>So it's Monday - and already I hear myself saying only 4 more days left until the weekend. What am I doing wishing my life away? This can't be right. Spending 70 percent of my day, and 70 percent of my week doing something I don't like. Which will mean I spend only 30 percent of my life doing something I like. And that's not even true, because in that 30 percent I have to cook, clean, and other arduous duties which don't inspire me. When you include sleep in this big equation, I'm down to about 10 percent, knock out arguments, stressful times, and I guess I'm left with a couple of percent. What a massive waste of life. How many of us do the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26011933-5847592744227152277?l=travellingswift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/5847592744227152277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26011933&amp;postID=5847592744227152277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/5847592744227152277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/5847592744227152277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-wasting-my-life-away.html' title='I&apos;m wasting my life away.'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933.post-5742935975466269274</id><published>2007-05-17T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:49:49.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day of Action to Save the Whales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rk0wYwKjp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mVMsdXF18u0/s1600-h/whaleaction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rk0wYwKjp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mVMsdXF18u0/s320/whaleaction.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065758357665851250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a protest against the Japanese whaling program we went to the local protest in Hervey Bay. Many locals turned out in support of the action day both locally and nationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this still happening? The arrogance of the Japanese to believe that they can still continue with their whaling program - to what end? They have massive reserves of whale meat as it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if everyone stopped buying anything Japanese we could cripple their market and bring them to understand that these practices are no longer viable in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ship called the &lt;a href="http://www.seashepherd.org/"&gt;Sea Shepherd&lt;/a&gt; is making it's way to the Japanese trawlers in an effort to stop this happening. The ship has been outlawed and is officially a pirate ship. These guys are prepared to die to help the whales, please show them your effort by going to their website and giving them encouragement. Talk to your friends and help their cause. &lt;a href="http://www.seashepherd.org/"&gt;http://www.seashepherd.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26011933-5742935975466269274?l=travellingswift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://whales.greenpeace.org/' title='National Day of Action to Save the Whales'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/5742935975466269274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26011933&amp;postID=5742935975466269274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/5742935975466269274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/5742935975466269274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/2007/05/national-day-of-action-to-save-whales.html' title='National Day of Action to Save the Whales'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T_ryNCmV6Wo/Rk0wYwKjp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mVMsdXF18u0/s72-c/whaleaction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26011933.post-1367067568229378185</id><published>2007-05-03T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:44:46.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in Hervey Bay</title><content type='html'>Chilling out on the east coast of Queensland in a small town called &lt;a href="http://www.hervey.com.au"&gt;Hervey Bay&lt;/a&gt; may not be all it's cracked up to be. Supposedly the friendliest town in Australia, it's ancient population grin their toothless grins as they stare at the whales floating by the &lt;a href="http://www.frasercoastholidays.info/"&gt;Fraser&lt;/a&gt; Coastline. Surviving in a small town means keeping the locals happy, whether they're right or wrong, and sometimes as hard as you try, the right thing always remains the wrong thing. However some small companies are emerging as leaders of the pack in their thinking. &lt;a href="http://www.widebayconnections.com.au"&gt;Wide Bay Connections&lt;/a&gt; is showing strong growth potential in providing local businesses with affordable professional websites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26011933-1367067568229378185?l=travellingswift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/feeds/1367067568229378185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26011933&amp;postID=1367067568229378185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/1367067568229378185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26011933/posts/default/1367067568229378185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://travellingswift.blogspot.com/2007/05/settling-in-hervey-bay.html' title='Settling in Hervey Bay'/><author><name>Emma Woollacott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12835272745091398139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
