Oy Oy Oy! Hello everyone. Well, Corrie and I have finally started working. Which is very exciting considering a cheap bottle of nail polish here costs 10 bucks and our toenails are stank. Now we will finally be able to buy a bottle! It will be nice to get a free meal after every shift. Then pick up some gelato on my walk home. Heyooo!
On Thursday night we went out on Acland Street, which is right by the restaurant I work at. Nothing interesting happened, except we did discover a delicious 24 hour bakery on our way home. This is not a good thing. But oh so good at the same time. On Friday night we went out on Chapel Street, where apparently the best nightlife is. We started out at the Lucky Coq Bar, where we watched all of “Shaun of the Dead” while lounging on the couches. Afterwards, we went to OneSixOne, where we met two weird girls who were oddly enthusiastic about us. We got a little weirded out by them and left. It was a late night. We got home around 6 am, because we realized public transportation stopped running at 1 so we were trying to make it till they started up again, but the girls just creeped us out a little too much so we hailed a cab and busted outta there!
On Saturday night we had another night in with the roommates. We drank wine, listened to hard rock, courtesy of Calle, and discovered that the former tenants of the apartment had so conveniently left “Upwords” (an Aussie version of Scrabble) “Guess Who?” and “Trivial Pursuit” in the entertainment center. Jackpot! I love all those games! Corrie and I played a few games of Guess Who? with the rule that you had to ask offensive questions. So instead of asking “Does your person have red hair?” we asked “Is your person a fire crotch?” Later in the night, our roommates took a cigarette break and Corrie and I took over the iPod. We spent the rest of the night playing old songs like “Sunny Came Home” by Shawn Colvin, and other such feel good tunes from the early 90s, otherwise known as the height of fashion. After a few minutes, we heard our roommates calling us outside so we ran to the window to see what was up. We went over and saw a guy who lives in our building serenading them with his guitar. We listened to him play a few songs before we requested “500 Miles” and partook in a staggering, late night sing-a-long. I can’t name one person in this world who doesn’t love that song. I would walk 500 miles, and ah-I would walk 500 more! Ladadada ladadada ladadada ladadada! Good stuff. I tried to make everyone stay up until 4 am with me so we could go look at the moon. I read on NatGeo that it was going to be the biggest full moon of the year, with a 4 am peak, and I was not about to miss that. By 3 am, everyone was exhausted so we went moon gazing then. Unfortunately, it looked just like any other full moon :( We also did a little dumpster diving that night and scored our third sofa and a table for our bedroom. Today, we got an ironing board cover. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure!
We spent yesterday roaming around Flinders station. In that area, there is a bunch of cool graffiti down hidden alleyways with charming little cafes. We also checked out the big Cathedral in that area. We were dripping sweat after a while so we came back to cool down for a bit until Corrie went off to work to bring home the bacon and I practiced domesticity and prepared dinner for the both of us.
We spent the day at the beach today and for the first time since being in Australia I submerged my entire body under water. It was spectacular. The water is so clear, but I still find myself with the constant fear of being stung by a jellyfish. At least I have Corrie by my side at all times to give me a golden shower incase such a horrendous thing ever happened. After gorging ourselves on some chips and gravy, we are just relaxing in the apartment before heading out for a night on the town. Look out, Flinders, we comin’ back!
Updates:
We have 4 pet cats. Well, not really pet cats, but there are 4 cats that live in our building who often spend time in our apartment. There’s Bean, Peanut, Taylor, and Chica, and they’re lovely. Except Bean… he’s unpredictable and it terrifies me. We’ve all been scratched. Here’s hoping I don’t get cat scratch fever. Well speak of the devil! Chica is here. Meow. Also, my job may have fallen through. Back to job hunting yet again…
Quote of the day: “I bet they have a very gentle touch… is that weird?”- Ilan, discussing ladyboys.
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