"So Much To Say"

Yes folks, it's not often one gets to quote Dave Matthews, so when I get the opportunity, I run with it ;-)

Oh boy, where to start? I've had a couple mini-revelations this week so bear with me in case this turns into a novel. Australia Day was good fun. Really good fun. Met Kate and Zoila at Milson's Point where we had a picnic with Kate's host "mum" Tess and her friends, including an impossibly adorable 2 year old girl named Teagan. So I was going to paraphrase Kate about the meaning of Australia Day and a fun tidbit about the bicentennial, but figured everyone should just read for themselves.

After a relaxing afternoon drinking cheap, but tasty wine, eating mounds of Cadbury and watching the boats in the harbour, a bunch of us went to a pub down the road and drank lots of beer. Here's where mini-revelation #1 comes in. As many of you know, I've been considering going into teaching. After talking to Tess, who taught ESL for a while, and in light of my new friends who are here studying English, I decided that this might be a rewarding career possibility. Of course, many of you also know that I can't make a decision to save my life, so that's why this is only a mini-revelation. Damn my lack of commitment!

That night, Kate and I walked over the Harbour Bridge to Darling Harbour to watch the fireworks. I have to say I was a little disappointed. I saw footage of the New Year's fireworks and while these were pretty cool, they were nothing in comparison. I heard the NYE ones cost something like $3 mil so I can understand why they wanted to tone down Aussie Day. Anyway, it was kind of anti-climactic but the day was great.

Friday I met Joe, this Aussie guy I met whilst in Scotland on the Haggis tour, in a pub in Newtown. He brought his awesome roomie, Katrina, and her friend Danielle met us there as well. Nathalie and Kate joined. We chatted, caught up and such. He left early though so I ended up hanging out with Katrina and Danielle. We went to a club in Coogee which was pretty cool and right on the beach!

Saturday I went to the funky Glebe outdoor markets, which are a lot like the Camden markets in London, except not nearly as big. I bought a pretty bag for $10, which already started to rip! Ah well, I suppose you get what you pay for. That night I met Rogda, Zoila, Kate and Vicky for l'opera in The Domain. They were showing Puccini's Madama Butterfly for free! We brought boxed wine (goon) and snacks and sat under the clear Sydney sky...couldn't be better. Actually, a hot Australian man would have made it better...c'est la vie. After the opera I had mini-revelation #2: I'm sick of meeting backpackers. I want to meet some real people dammit! Obviously, I really enjoy backpackers (I am one after all) and I like my friends a lot, but it just seems I'm having the same conversation over and over, ie. where are you from? how long are you here? where are you going next? etc etc. I'm feeling a little starved culturally. I might try to find some kind of writing group or anything that doesn't consist of mainly travellers.

Part 2 of my weekend will commence at a later date, so stay tuned for revelations galore (or revolutions, whichever you prefer) and updates on the job sitch.

Moving day is tomorrow...whoopeee!