So what have I been doing?
1) I went to Cyprus. Yes, I know I said it was going to be Greece. I THOUGHT it was going to be Greece. Let's just say that my parents are prone to changing their minds at the last minute and the flow of communication in this house is seriously flawed.
2) I got organised. I rewrote my CV and created a few totally new versions. I updated all my galleries with new work and personal details, created a new gallery at Epilogue (I actually got in! Whee!) and created a CGJobs profile. I also registered a new domain name, and will be launching an official website as soon as I can design one.
3) I learned how to type, surf the net, and paint with a kitty sprawled across my lap.
4) I hit the classifieds. I applied for a junior concept artist position down in Cambridge and one in Canada. I'm about to cold call a company in Bristol who are hiring, but for what they haven't specified. There's also an internship with EA in Germany that I'm considering, but I don't know if it's paid or not. I also looked for something short term around Elgin for some quick money. I did find a job, but after three days I discovered that the manager treats her staff like absolute shit. Now I think I'll be going to work with my mum, as the pre-school she's at is seriously understaffed and I've worked with kids before.
5) I got back to painting!
whitemunin, look out for my email tonight or tomorrow :D.
Now, who wants to see holiday pictures?

Aphrodite's rock. Or rocks, rather, because I think all of them fall under the same heading. There's one more a bit further out that you're supposed to swim roung twenty times, and it will make you twenty years younger. Sparks was less than impressed when I tried to convince him to try it.
The big rock by the beach? Sparks and I climbed right to the top. Most spectacular view ever. Unfortunately, the sun was in my mum's eyes so we don't have a single decent shot of the two of us waving from the top.

Sexy!

Sparks with his first cocktail. Bizarrely, his face is not red at all whereas underneath his T-shirt, his chest is violently sunburned. This is what happened when silly redheaded teenagers think they're going to try and go home looking like bronzed gods. Fortunately, it gave me the upper hand whenever he started being annoying. I threatened to switch his aftersun lotion with salt water while he slept and he was never sure if I was kidding.

The harbour at Paphos. Beautiful, but SO hot.

Aaah! It's hideous!
We went on a glass-bottomed boat trip around the island, then stopped for an hour here to go snorkelling. The snorkelling was awesome - the fish were EVERYWHERE. The boat trip was not so hot. Guess who apparently gets seasick?!

We went out for dinner every night. My mum took pictures of us just about every night too, yet failed to get a shot of my dad where he was not flipping her off. It's his life's mission to stick his middle finger up in every single photograph of himself.

This guy actually got up and walked around like this! They got about ten more glasses on before they finally fell off and shattered, and he was moving about after every new glass. I even put one on myself - no trick to it that I could see.

There are stray cats everywhere in Cyprus. There were five or six regulars that hung around our hotel. The hotel staff fed them once a day, but we also bought cat food at the local supermarket and fed them at night. They were incredibly friendly. I fell in love with a few of them, including a tiny kitten that kept hiding next to my legs until I picked it up and let it sleep in my lap. It broke my heart to leave them behind, but you can't bring stray animals back to the UK.

Our last night we had a meze (lots and lots of traditional dishes. Tiny helpings, but soooo many of them!) and the restaurant we went to had live music and very lively staff. Sparks and I got kidnapped by a few of them, along with a number of others, to go dancing in a chain around the restaurant, into another bar (kidnapping more people as we went), then to stand in a big circle and do what I can only assume is the Cypriot version of the hokey-kokey around a flaming cloth. I am deadly serious!
(One of the bar staff was verrrry sexy, so I wasn't too put out)
Other than all this? We went to a lot of beaches, did a lot of swimming. There was much lounging by the pool. We also took a brief trip to the RAF base at Akrotiri, where they had the best beaches and the Naafi (military supermarket where they sell tax free goodies). It wasn't very eventful overall, but it was enjoyable. Naturally, I came back with stunningly tanned feet and patches of sunburn just about everywhere else, despite large quantities of factor 50. Pale freaks like me just don't stand a chance.
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