Saturday, 11 February 2012

Half Way

Week 25:
Year of the Dragon
This week it was Chinese New Year so on Sunday we went to watch the parade through china town. There were lots of colourful parade floats and dancers and all sorts. We went and got a spot on the route at about 7:30pm and I went and found a cute little Asian bakery to buy dinner. The parade was good but I was still really tired from Cairns so I might have not appreciated it to the full extent.

On the Thursday it was Australia day and I’ve written about that already.

On Saturday I went to the cinema with Kait on one of our impulse movie dates and saw some vampire thing. It wasn’t the worst film id seen in the world. Oh and on the way to the cinema in the shopping centre we got distracted by the shops and I bought this adorable little lace dress. I haven’t worn it yet but I’m waiting for the right occasion for its d├ębut.

That night the 3 Britts went out on the town and managed to loose each other spectacularly but as we are all good at making new friends it wasn’t much of an issue. We all got home safe and sound.

Week 26:
This week marks the half-way point of my work placement. We have to work 52 weeks so end of week 26 is the mid-point. I haven’t used half of my leave yet but that’s splitting hairs. This week I had to run one clinic which kept me pretty busy.

On Thursday I went out for a quiet drink so naturally I got in at 3am. Woops.

Friday was truly horrible. I don’t really want to talk about it. The effect is that my job has changed fairly dramatically. It was a bit like – oh, where did the floor go? But anyway, Eloise had an awful day too and Georgie seemed to absorb some of our miserable aura so all 3 of us went and bought wine and chocolate. I thought this was a grown up problem so I needed grown up wine and chocolate so I bought a rather nice merlot and some very dark chocolate. It helped for a while.

On Saturday we had a spontaneous barbeque, it was nice.

Week 27:
This was my first day on my new job and it was like starting all over again. I wasn’t going to make any mistakes so I wrote myself a little instruction manual which I now value immensely. One of the guys at work was teasing me saying he was going to steal it from me, so I guess people have noticed. I ran 3 clinics and saw 13 patients over 3 days so a very busy deb.

On Friday I got a lot of work done on my paper and I have sent a first draft to my bosses so here’s hoping I get some positive feedback.

Friday night we went to see Katrina at her place in the dodgy end of kings cross then went out. It was fun but a little random. I ended up drinking a Caipirinha and being nostalgic about Rio. Oh and I finally found a decent kebab place in Sydney! Bout time.

So here I am at week 28; over half way through. I’ve been shaken up a bit but maybe that’s a good thing. It will make me rethink and adapt. My favourite quote is from Memoirs of a Geisha, I’ve always identified with it and it seems appropriate here:  “She told me I was like water. Water can carve its way even through stone...and when trapped, water makes a new path... Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron. Water never waits. It changes shape and flows around things, and finds the secret paths no one else has thought about.”

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Straya Day

Ok I should explain the title. January 26th is Australia Day and it’s a bank holiday no matter what so everyone got a Thursday off. It’s great! For a country that has no history of any length it sure can be patriotic! We don’t get the day off for St. George’s day do we? Anyway, when we asked what Australians do on Australia day we were told – you drink a lot of beer by the pool – which sounds great but there’s 2 problems: one we have no pool and two it had been chucking it down all week! It’s usually about 40 degrees this time of year with 45 not being unheard of on Australia day but this day it was a lowly 25ish. Never mind, just means I don’t have to spend the day covered in slimy sun block.

View of the Opera House from the boat
As we didn’t have time or money to build a pool we went in search of other Australia day activities. And we found a booze cruise. Scary canary (it’s a bar) was running a cruise around the harbour with free drinks and bbq – sold. So a load of us bought tickets and at 3pm we were in a queue to get onto a boat. The sun was shining! For about 10 minutes, then it chucked it down! Everyone got very wet very quickly but as the alternative was jumping overboard (and therefore get even wetter) we didn’t mind. We got some really good views of the opera house and the bridge all with a stubby in your hand. The theme for the day was Bogan. Bogan is kind of hick meets chav so it was fun. I was in my little denim shorts, a check shirt tied at the middle and to top it all off, an Australia flag tattoo on my back. There were some stunning outfits about, some that we weren’t sure if they were costumes or not!

Proper view of the bridge
When we got back to the dock there was about 20 police waiting for our arrival “just to make sure we got back safe” which was so funny! We tried to act sober and concentrated very hard on walking in a straight line past them all. When we got back there was lots of food! Hot dogs and chicken wings for all! It all disappeared with another beer. Australian beer sure is rubbish! But after about 4 or 5 it starts to taste ok. It was Australia day so I felt obliged to drink it.

We had intended to head home early as we still had work the next morning but that didn’t happen. We made some friends and ended up making our own bar crawl around Sydney. Several pubs, many beers, one awful cosmopolitan served in a schooner glass (!), one live band, one pleading with a bouncer and one hungry jacks later, we went home. 3am – woops.

The next morning I felt…. Wait for it….. Fine!!! I have discovered the trick to not getting a hangover is to start at 3 and drink for 12 hours! Brilliant. Went to work feeling great, don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t want to have taken a maths test or anything but I think that’s more to do with the lack of sleep. Work was a ghost town due to everyone else either having taken the day off or been in bed still. Eloise was planning on going to work at lunch time and had set her alarm for 10. It was only because Georgie woke her up that she was in work before noon. Georgie woke us both up! Eloise she woke up by accident but I was deliberate. At about 7:15 I hear a voice going – Deeeeeeeb! And I’m like; eugh what? And Georgie's face appears with her mobile jammed against her ear. As it turns out there was a huntsman spider on her wall and in her panic all she could think to do was call her boyfriend (who lives in the UK) Thank goodness that he has more sense than Georgie and told her to come find me. Now I’m usually fine with spiders so I went and got my usual spider eviction tupperware and Georgie shakes her head: not big enough. Eeep. So I go in and sure enough there is a friggin HUGE spider on her wall. Time for a bigger Tupperware. This spider isn’t bunch of grapes Tupperware size, this spider was sandwich Tupperware size! So I go to trap it and it runs away too quick! I try again and again and the silly thing is just too quick! Desperate times call for desperate measures so the cockroach spray was found. Now this isn’t strong enough to kill a spider but it was enough to slow it down so I could catch it. I then have a very confused spider in a box and I walk down the road (barefoot and still in my pjs) to let it go.

So that was my Australia day! It was pretty awesome to be honest and I think the England should have a proper day too! Where everyone can join together to be proud to be English? British? UK-ish? Something anyway.

Oh I never explained the title did I? You can’t say Australia in Australia, people know you’re a tourist, instead you must say straya!