This last weekend was the first spent in the new house, meaning that it is almost compulsory to go for a quick trip to IKEA in search of a couple bargain items. This is exactly what happened on Saturday, but before we get onto that, I have a little rant that's been aching to get out since Friday...
Friday evening was supposed to be spent with John and Jeff, who somehow miraculously broke up and were back together within 48 hours this week. (It might have been more like 24 hours actually...) About 30 minutes before they were supposed to arrive for dinner, I received a message saying "Jeff just told me that we are double booked can we make it for another time?" Apart from the fact that I struggle to think of anything that is more rude than canceling dinner at such short notice, I know that John and Jeff would have realized they were "double booked" much further in advance. I suspect (on good authority) that Jeff and John didn't actually have anything on that night, and were just snobbing us to stay at home. I really think that's poor form. It will be a while before John and Jeff are invited around to dinner again.
So as you can guess from the events described above, Friday night turned out to be a non-event, which sucked quite a bit. During the night on Friday, I awoke with a chill, then pulled on more doona for some extra warmth. When I awoke on Saturday morning, I had the beginnings of a head cold! (YUCK) I must have caught a cold during the night. I had hoped that I would get better throughout the day, but no such luck. I just ended up getting worse and worse during our trek through IKEA and Kmart.
We arrived at IKEA around 11.30 in the morning, after Chris had worked at ballooning in the morning. We slowly made our way through the showroom, which drove Chris nuts. I opened all the drawers and cupboards, just checking out the place properly, which Chris thought was useless, because we aren't in the market for new cupboards or drawers. We stopped for lunch at the little cafe that is half way through IKEA. I had meatballs, and Chris had some pastry thing...
Following lunch, we headed down to "market hall", to do what Chris called the "real shopping". We found some cool stuff, like a lamp for the bedroom (check out the video of me trying to assemble it), some coasters, a new grater, a water jug, and some rugs for the hallway. I didn't enjoy this "real shopping" part as much as the window shopping that was encouraged in the showroom upstairs.
When we left IKEA, we then went on to Kmart, to pick up a few things like hot mitts, a larger frying pan and some non-stick & non-scratch cooking utensils.
Saturday night was the church bush dance. It was hosted at the Boronia scout hall, with quite a few people there from Ferntree Gully, Scoresby and Bayswater churches. It was nice to see Barbara there too, and we had some fun dancing around like there wasn't anyone watching. We even tried to do the dance "strip the willow", but I think the music might have been a bit too fast for us to do it properly.
On Sunday morning, Kelly's baby (who's name escapes me right now) was baptized. There were lots of visitors at church to see the baptism. It was really nice to see that so many people made a special effort for Kelly and Ed. Following church, there was an afternoon tea. I didn't see much of the food, because I got stuck talking to Mr Grey, the father of Doug Grey, my boss at Subway.
When I finally made my getaway from the afternoon tea, I headed over to Mum and Dad's place to say hello, and have some lunch. Mum had invited me to come for lunch when I saw her at church. Lunch was really good (as it usually is) and was a great chance to catch up with the happenings of the Wheatland household.
I feel like it's getting easier to talk to my parents, Mum especially. I feel like moving out was a tough step that I had to take. I'm still taking that step now, with our house not fully unpacked yet! Life goes on I guess.
Sunday night I was feeling the effects of my head cold, so I skipped church to have an early night. I spent the evening tossing and turning in bed, and didn't feel like I got a good night's sleep at all. I was surprised at how rested I felt on Monday though.
Monday presented a whole new set of dramas, with Cheyne bringing news that he has been kicked out of home, and owes the landlord about a month's wages (well, what I would earn in a month). I really want to help Cheyne, but I don't really know how. He needs stability in his life, but how can you give that to a person? We can't put him up for a month, can we? It's enough to just be supporting ourselves, let alone an extra person.... It's times like this that I wish I had the strength and the means to do what Jesus would have done.
Monday night was Oscars night. We had 18 plus at Kat and Jason's place, and watched the awards ceremony while eating chocolate. Ooh, how we all love that chocolate fountain....
PS: Congrats to everyone who worked on "Happy Feet" while it was in production with Animal Logic here in Melbourne. (Good work Neil...)
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Lent
Yesterday was Shrove Tuesday, the day of feasting before lent. The tradition is to make and eat as many pancakes as you can on this day. I think it started because back in the day, you had to use up all your flour before the 40 days of lent. In modern times, this is seen more as a symbolic gesture, marking the start of lent and providing a chance for church communities to come together for some bonding time.
Needless to say, last night was a pancake party at Ferntree Gully Uniting Church. Chris and I went along, and ate heaps of pancakes with ice cream and chocolate. (It's a combination made in heaven) We caught up with Scott and Sue, and had a chat with Rita and Richard, as well as Pat, and Sue. Everyone seemed very excited about the house, and were asking about how the move went.
The move is going well, but I am still so tired that I can just barely stay awake on the train to work. Our evening schedule is as busy as ever, with only having one meal at home in the new house so far this week. I suspect that we will probably have 2 nights this week when we can stay home and just do whatever.
For lent, you are supposed to give up something, as a symbolic sort of fasting. I have no idea what I should give up (if anything) over the period of lent. Chris suggested that I should give up living in Boronia, which I found sort of amusing. Does that mean after easter I will move back to Mum and Dad's? LOL
Needless to say, last night was a pancake party at Ferntree Gully Uniting Church. Chris and I went along, and ate heaps of pancakes with ice cream and chocolate. (It's a combination made in heaven) We caught up with Scott and Sue, and had a chat with Rita and Richard, as well as Pat, and Sue. Everyone seemed very excited about the house, and were asking about how the move went.
The move is going well, but I am still so tired that I can just barely stay awake on the train to work. Our evening schedule is as busy as ever, with only having one meal at home in the new house so far this week. I suspect that we will probably have 2 nights this week when we can stay home and just do whatever.
For lent, you are supposed to give up something, as a symbolic sort of fasting. I have no idea what I should give up (if anything) over the period of lent. Chris suggested that I should give up living in Boronia, which I found sort of amusing. Does that mean after easter I will move back to Mum and Dad's? LOL
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
The Move
Well, this weekend was the big move. It started on Friday, with CJ and Nicole cleaning the house inside and out. It was such a great help, and made the house nice and clean to move into. The bathroom was even spotless! The challenge now will be to try and keep it that way. Nicole and CJ managed to break two mop heads (of course, they were Oates branded and I heard all about it, lol) While CJ and Nicole were cleaning, Chris K was busy doing all the heavy lifting.
After work, I caught the train home (to Boronia) and packed some of my boxes into the car. The box with all the books in it didn't come with me on that trip, I thought it might be a bit much to try and lift that on my own. I drove my loaded up car over to the new house (in Mitcham). I dumped my clothes and unpacked my car, filling the dining room with boxes and other random things. I didn't really get a chance to properly look around, when it was time to leave for Peter's 21st birthday party.
Peter's 21st was a lot of fun, and provided a chance for Chris J and I to catch up with everyone who I work with at Kmart. (Although it's arguable weather I work there anymore) I ad such a fun time, and it was great to see Peter so happy. He was beaming the entire night. The highlight of the night was when Pete's best friend started dirty dancing with Lisa's boyfriend, Simon. (Simon used to be a manager at Kmart for our department.)
Saturday morning I woke up more tired than when I went to bed. I think the problem was caused by the severe lack of a mattress, because we had not moved a bed into the new house yet. I was sleeping on the floor. I didn't let a sore head stop me from having an entire day of moving house. The morning was spent unpacking boxes, directing where large items of furniture should go, and cleaning bits and pieces. Chris's parents helped bring over a bar fridge, our dining room table, the pantry, and the bed. Janet raided their pantry and gave us some things to use as we were just starting out. By the time I got to the pantry I found that it was full of spices and drinking chocolate! LOL. It was a great help though, and something I never would have thought of. Janet and Michael also gave us a "housewarming gift" of a variety of nutrimedics products. =) I don't think we should have to buy hand gel soap or shower gel for quite a while now! (Perhaps even for an entire year)
In the afternoon, Steve and Chris K helped me move my bookcase and the box of books that I so foolishly packed. (it took two people to lift that box, and even then it was a struggle. When we got it back to the house, Chris K had to get ready for work, so Steve and I started loading the books onto the bookcase. I think my little bookcase is nearly all full now!
Chris J and I spent the rest of the afternoon setting up the lounge room. Chris set to work on the TV and sound system, while I arranged the CDs and other bits and pieces on the bookshelf. I unpacked a few more boxes and started to put all the trash (empty boxes and such) into the laundry. I thought that seen as we don't have any washing machine or dryer there might as well be something in the laundry!
Around 6pm John called, and asked if we would like to go out to dinner with Jeff and himself. I had not seen John since before Christmas, so I jumped at the chance to say hello again. Dinner was at a place called Campari on the pier in Port Melbourne. I was surprised at how quickly we could get there, given the location of the new house.
When we arrived at the restaurant, we discovered that the air conditioning was not working, and the place was packed. John's friends, Gavin, Lee, Glenn, and Andrew had come along too, and it was so much fun to be able to catch up over a meal (even if the food was a little dodgy and slow).
Following dinner, we all went back to Gavin, Lee and Glenn's apartment for a game of uno and some more drinks. (Come to think about it, I think the uno was probably just a good excuse to have some more drinks.) It was alot of fun, until Jeff cracked it and informed John that he was leaving straight away, and John had no choice but to leave with him.
I worry about John and Jeff... I'm not convinced that they are right for each other. Neither of them seem to have much interaction outside the relationship (apart from work) and from what I can see, they seem to be wearing on each other. John has clearly shown interest in ending the relationship, so as his best friend, what should I do? Help him break up from Jeff, or try to encourage him to keep the relationship alive?
After getting back a lot later than planned from dinner, Chris and I crashed into bed, and didn't wake on time to goto church in the morning. More arranging of furniture and emptying of boxes was in order, so I stayed home while Chris and Chris went shopping for some food for the cupboards. That afternoon, we all headed over to Mum and Dad's place for lunch. We were celebrating David and Nyssa's birthdays with a roast dinner and some of my Mum's famous devils food cake.
Instead of cafe church in the evening, the worship was called "Urban Suburban". This is the new face of the 3rd Sunday of the month, and is to be held outside the church in the driveway! The place was all set up with tables and stools, and there was a guest artist. I think it's a fabulous idea, and would encourage everyone to come along to the next one. =)
Monday was not that thrilling.... Work was boring. The computer I had been using since returning from Perth belongs to Matt, who was on holidays. Matt returned today with a lot of great stories, but that meant that I am not without a computer. I was not happy, because the majority of my work involves the use of the computer. The IT department is HOPELESS, and all complaints we make just fall on deaf ears. It's very frustrating.
After work, I caught the train home (to Boronia) and packed some of my boxes into the car. The box with all the books in it didn't come with me on that trip, I thought it might be a bit much to try and lift that on my own. I drove my loaded up car over to the new house (in Mitcham). I dumped my clothes and unpacked my car, filling the dining room with boxes and other random things. I didn't really get a chance to properly look around, when it was time to leave for Peter's 21st birthday party.
Peter's 21st was a lot of fun, and provided a chance for Chris J and I to catch up with everyone who I work with at Kmart. (Although it's arguable weather I work there anymore) I ad such a fun time, and it was great to see Peter so happy. He was beaming the entire night. The highlight of the night was when Pete's best friend started dirty dancing with Lisa's boyfriend, Simon. (Simon used to be a manager at Kmart for our department.)
Saturday morning I woke up more tired than when I went to bed. I think the problem was caused by the severe lack of a mattress, because we had not moved a bed into the new house yet. I was sleeping on the floor. I didn't let a sore head stop me from having an entire day of moving house. The morning was spent unpacking boxes, directing where large items of furniture should go, and cleaning bits and pieces. Chris's parents helped bring over a bar fridge, our dining room table, the pantry, and the bed. Janet raided their pantry and gave us some things to use as we were just starting out. By the time I got to the pantry I found that it was full of spices and drinking chocolate! LOL. It was a great help though, and something I never would have thought of. Janet and Michael also gave us a "housewarming gift" of a variety of nutrimedics products. =) I don't think we should have to buy hand gel soap or shower gel for quite a while now! (Perhaps even for an entire year)
In the afternoon, Steve and Chris K helped me move my bookcase and the box of books that I so foolishly packed. (it took two people to lift that box, and even then it was a struggle. When we got it back to the house, Chris K had to get ready for work, so Steve and I started loading the books onto the bookcase. I think my little bookcase is nearly all full now!
Chris J and I spent the rest of the afternoon setting up the lounge room. Chris set to work on the TV and sound system, while I arranged the CDs and other bits and pieces on the bookshelf. I unpacked a few more boxes and started to put all the trash (empty boxes and such) into the laundry. I thought that seen as we don't have any washing machine or dryer there might as well be something in the laundry!
Around 6pm John called, and asked if we would like to go out to dinner with Jeff and himself. I had not seen John since before Christmas, so I jumped at the chance to say hello again. Dinner was at a place called Campari on the pier in Port Melbourne. I was surprised at how quickly we could get there, given the location of the new house.
When we arrived at the restaurant, we discovered that the air conditioning was not working, and the place was packed. John's friends, Gavin, Lee, Glenn, and Andrew had come along too, and it was so much fun to be able to catch up over a meal (even if the food was a little dodgy and slow).
Following dinner, we all went back to Gavin, Lee and Glenn's apartment for a game of uno and some more drinks. (Come to think about it, I think the uno was probably just a good excuse to have some more drinks.) It was alot of fun, until Jeff cracked it and informed John that he was leaving straight away, and John had no choice but to leave with him.
I worry about John and Jeff... I'm not convinced that they are right for each other. Neither of them seem to have much interaction outside the relationship (apart from work) and from what I can see, they seem to be wearing on each other. John has clearly shown interest in ending the relationship, so as his best friend, what should I do? Help him break up from Jeff, or try to encourage him to keep the relationship alive?
After getting back a lot later than planned from dinner, Chris and I crashed into bed, and didn't wake on time to goto church in the morning. More arranging of furniture and emptying of boxes was in order, so I stayed home while Chris and Chris went shopping for some food for the cupboards. That afternoon, we all headed over to Mum and Dad's place for lunch. We were celebrating David and Nyssa's birthdays with a roast dinner and some of my Mum's famous devils food cake.
Instead of cafe church in the evening, the worship was called "Urban Suburban". This is the new face of the 3rd Sunday of the month, and is to be held outside the church in the driveway! The place was all set up with tables and stools, and there was a guest artist. I think it's a fabulous idea, and would encourage everyone to come along to the next one. =)
Monday was not that thrilling.... Work was boring. The computer I had been using since returning from Perth belongs to Matt, who was on holidays. Matt returned today with a lot of great stories, but that meant that I am not without a computer. I was not happy, because the majority of my work involves the use of the computer. The IT department is HOPELESS, and all complaints we make just fall on deaf ears. It's very frustrating.
Distraction
Written on Friday morning (on my way to work)
With all the excitement about the move, and working what seems like more hours than I have ever worked before in one week, I clean forgot to tell you about my valentine's day.
During the lead up to valentines day this year, I told Chris that we probably wouldn't do anything and commented that it was such a "hallmark holiday"..... but then I got sucked in by the media. =( I felt like I really did want to do something to mark the occasion, something more than exchanging cards. So we ended up having dinner, then going to the movies. Most people would have gone to see "Music and Lyrics" for valentine's day, but that seemed way to typical for me. I chose that we see a movie called "Stranger Than Fiction". It had gotten a decent write-up on Three's movie guide, and had some big name actors in it, so it couldn't be that bad.
Chris and I got out of the movie, and I was most impressed. The story was incredibly well constructed, the visuals were very "glossy" and the acting was really good. I think the set designers did an awesome job too, because I now want to own a phone just like the main character had, and his watch too. I would go as far as to say that this is one of the best movie's I have seen this year. (So it better win something when the award ceremonies come around... lol)
So, my valentines day was a bit of a "hallmark holiday", but I enjoyed it. The film was certainly something to remember. I hope that you all enjoyed your valentines day too.
I think I made a mistake last night while I was packing boxes for the move..... I packed all the books from my bookshelf into the one box. I can't lift it. I don't thing Chris will be able to lift it. I think it might need two or three people to lift it. Why the thought didn't occur to me to use a series of smaller boxes, or fill some of the box with clothes, I will never know. Oh well, I guess it can't be changed now.
Tonight is when I move out... Tonight is also Peter's 21st birthday. I know Peter through Kmart. He is having his party at the Manhattan hotel, which is walking distance from the new house! I am unsure weather I will walk or not though. It would be cool if I did... So tonight is going to be a big night for me, moving my boxes of stuff to the new house, and going to a 21st birthday party. (why, oh why did we choose to move today?) Perhaps some of the moving will be done tomorrow morning.
With all the excitement about the move, and working what seems like more hours than I have ever worked before in one week, I clean forgot to tell you about my valentine's day.
During the lead up to valentines day this year, I told Chris that we probably wouldn't do anything and commented that it was such a "hallmark holiday"..... but then I got sucked in by the media. =( I felt like I really did want to do something to mark the occasion, something more than exchanging cards. So we ended up having dinner, then going to the movies. Most people would have gone to see "Music and Lyrics" for valentine's day, but that seemed way to typical for me. I chose that we see a movie called "Stranger Than Fiction". It had gotten a decent write-up on Three's movie guide, and had some big name actors in it, so it couldn't be that bad.
Chris and I got out of the movie, and I was most impressed. The story was incredibly well constructed, the visuals were very "glossy" and the acting was really good. I think the set designers did an awesome job too, because I now want to own a phone just like the main character had, and his watch too. I would go as far as to say that this is one of the best movie's I have seen this year. (So it better win something when the award ceremonies come around... lol)
So, my valentines day was a bit of a "hallmark holiday", but I enjoyed it. The film was certainly something to remember. I hope that you all enjoyed your valentines day too.
I think I made a mistake last night while I was packing boxes for the move..... I packed all the books from my bookshelf into the one box. I can't lift it. I don't thing Chris will be able to lift it. I think it might need two or three people to lift it. Why the thought didn't occur to me to use a series of smaller boxes, or fill some of the box with clothes, I will never know. Oh well, I guess it can't be changed now.
Tonight is when I move out... Tonight is also Peter's 21st birthday. I know Peter through Kmart. He is having his party at the Manhattan hotel, which is walking distance from the new house! I am unsure weather I will walk or not though. It would be cool if I did... So tonight is going to be a big night for me, moving my boxes of stuff to the new house, and going to a 21st birthday party. (why, oh why did we choose to move today?) Perhaps some of the moving will be done tomorrow morning.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
One more sleep!
Just one sleep to go before Chris J, Chris K, and I move into the house. =) How will I manage to concentrate at work tomorrow??
The End?
Last night I sat down with Mum and Dad and we had a chat about leaving home. Mum and Dad both think that it's a bad move, but for different reasons. As I understand it, Mum would be ok with me going if only I was not going to live with Chris J. Dad would much prefer that I stay home because he thinks I am going to drop out of uni. (Of course, we all know that this is not the case.)
I'm going to push forward with my plans to move out.
I have packed two boxes, and am aiming to pack more before the big move. I think the majority of my things will be moved without packing them into boxes. (For example, my clothes will be transported on their hangers.) My loose belongings mostly live on my bookshelf, which will have to move with me to the new house. I plan on taking the desk that matches the bookshelf, but not my large desk. Peter said he would like the larger desk from my room. I'm not sure if I am taking my chest of drawers or not, because there is quite a substantial amount of storage space built into the new house. I guess time will tell.
I'm going to push forward with my plans to move out.
I have packed two boxes, and am aiming to pack more before the big move. I think the majority of my things will be moved without packing them into boxes. (For example, my clothes will be transported on their hangers.) My loose belongings mostly live on my bookshelf, which will have to move with me to the new house. I plan on taking the desk that matches the bookshelf, but not my large desk. Peter said he would like the larger desk from my room. I'm not sure if I am taking my chest of drawers or not, because there is quite a substantial amount of storage space built into the new house. I guess time will tell.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Trendy
At times I have wondered if there is any more perfect place than South Yarra's Chapel Street. It's got the perfect mix of old and new architecture, is well serviced by trains and trams, is shopping heaven AND is really close to my university. But today I found out that my beloved Chapel Street is undergoing a transformation of sorts....
The old "Fun Factory" building on the corner of Chaps and Toorak is getting demolished to make way for a shiny new Apple Inc. flagship store! This is the best news ever, because not only do we get rid of an eyesore and several B, or even C-grade, fashion shops, but we are able to welcome Melbourne's first proper Apple store.
http://appleinsider.com/article.php?id=2483
As you can see from the article, the new complex is quite impressive, and will give homes to lots more trendy and cool people in the most perfect place in the world. Not to mention the new hotel and more trendy shops. =)
The complex was inspired by the US Apple flagship store, which is in New York City, and takes the form of a glass cube atrium. Apparently, they have to employ a full time glass cleaner just to keep it looking awesome, I wonder if they will have to do the same on the Melbourne version....
Is anyone else excited about this? Or is it just me? (oops, am I turning into an Apple freak?)
The old "Fun Factory" building on the corner of Chaps and Toorak is getting demolished to make way for a shiny new Apple Inc. flagship store! This is the best news ever, because not only do we get rid of an eyesore and several B, or even C-grade, fashion shops, but we are able to welcome Melbourne's first proper Apple store.
http://appleinsider.com/article.php?id=2483
As you can see from the article, the new complex is quite impressive, and will give homes to lots more trendy and cool people in the most perfect place in the world. Not to mention the new hotel and more trendy shops. =)
The complex was inspired by the US Apple flagship store, which is in New York City, and takes the form of a glass cube atrium. Apparently, they have to employ a full time glass cleaner just to keep it looking awesome, I wonder if they will have to do the same on the Melbourne version....
Is anyone else excited about this? Or is it just me? (oops, am I turning into an Apple freak?)
Friday, February 09, 2007
Waring factions or working together for a common goal?
My question to ponder today came about while I was listening to Joy FM today on my way to work. OK, so Joy is not exactly your mainstream radio station, they try and act as a support hub for the GLBTI community in Melbourne and around the world (they stream via the web). Today they had a guest speaker on the morning program who was speaking about the proposed 'relationship registry' which is to be voted on next Tuesday night.
The registry is a way for couples (regardless of sexual preference) to formally honor their relationship in the eyes of the public. The last time that the proposal was up in-front of the Melbourne City Council, four members opposed the registry. The man on the radio was urging everyone, even if they don't live in the area, to write in and show their support for the proposal via email.
The man started discussing that the proposal was about equality, justice, recognition, and reconciliation. The proposal is a small step towards equal rights for everyone in Australia.
Then came my revelation.
This message of peace, support, and justice was sounding familiar. Where had I heard all these things before? ..... Church. Jesus (and his church) has always been on about giving hope and equality to those in our society who are isolated and on the edges.
I began to wonder why such an uplifting and empowering message came from Joy FM, and not Light FM (which I also have preset on my radio). Especially when Light FM is the station that is supposed to be "bringing a message of hope" to Melbourne?
Upon further pondering this situation, I began thinking about Light FM. When was the last time that I did feel that the message was one of hope, peace and love that spoke directly to me? My answer was frank... a very long time ago. The "message of hope" seems to be only for people who want a family, or those who want to be cookie-cutter Christians. The messages revolve around how God wants you to deal with debt, why the church needs your money and the best ways to keep your children abstinent. Is that what God sent Jesus to us for? I don't think so. Do you?
Where is the news of injustice in the community? Where is the news of people standing up for their neighbor? Where is the news of life.....
Personally, I would like to see the relationship register passed. Not because I want to be able to sign up, but because it's one step closer to making an Australia that will not discriminate against any minority group. I would like to be proud to say I am an Australian, I am a Christian, and I am gay, without feeling that any of the terms contradict each other.
The registry is a way for couples (regardless of sexual preference) to formally honor their relationship in the eyes of the public. The last time that the proposal was up in-front of the Melbourne City Council, four members opposed the registry. The man on the radio was urging everyone, even if they don't live in the area, to write in and show their support for the proposal via email.
The man started discussing that the proposal was about equality, justice, recognition, and reconciliation. The proposal is a small step towards equal rights for everyone in Australia.
Then came my revelation.
This message of peace, support, and justice was sounding familiar. Where had I heard all these things before? ..... Church. Jesus (and his church) has always been on about giving hope and equality to those in our society who are isolated and on the edges.
I began to wonder why such an uplifting and empowering message came from Joy FM, and not Light FM (which I also have preset on my radio). Especially when Light FM is the station that is supposed to be "bringing a message of hope" to Melbourne?
Upon further pondering this situation, I began thinking about Light FM. When was the last time that I did feel that the message was one of hope, peace and love that spoke directly to me? My answer was frank... a very long time ago. The "message of hope" seems to be only for people who want a family, or those who want to be cookie-cutter Christians. The messages revolve around how God wants you to deal with debt, why the church needs your money and the best ways to keep your children abstinent. Is that what God sent Jesus to us for? I don't think so. Do you?
Where is the news of injustice in the community? Where is the news of people standing up for their neighbor? Where is the news of life.....
Personally, I would like to see the relationship register passed. Not because I want to be able to sign up, but because it's one step closer to making an Australia that will not discriminate against any minority group. I would like to be proud to say I am an Australian, I am a Christian, and I am gay, without feeling that any of the terms contradict each other.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Training
Training, as in catching the train to work, is starting to wear on me. This morning I almost missed the train because I was having a nice sleep. (Why is bed such a nice, warm spot?) I awoke at 6.45, which might seem OK, until you realize that The train leaves at 7am. Fifteen minutes is quite a rush, especially when you have to get a shower, then have breakfast and get driven to the station.
Chris sprang into action, making me breakfast while I was in the shower, then driving me to the train station. I managed to catch the 7.10 train, and get to work on time.
Work was good today, we made some headway on our project. (I'm not sure how much I am allowed to write on here before I break my confidentiality agreement) I'm a little annoyed at the IT people at work. I have been working there for two months now, and STILL have no company e-mail address, let alone a company computer. For now, I am borrowing Matt's computer because he is on holidays in Thailand. It will be interesting to see what happens when Matt returns and the absence of a computer will become a painfully obvious issue. In defense of the IT department, they are hopelessly understaffed, and are in the middle of a major networking restructure. (But two months is still a bit ridiculous.)
Moving on to some more light-hearted news, Chris and I are in full house-moving swing. Chris borrowed a packing tape dispenser gun from work, and took some boxes from work too. We proceeded to empty the contents of Chris's book shelves into the boxes, marking them with the appropriate room on the side. I was surprised that we have a whole box of food for the kitchen already. (Even if most of that is junk food).
I read through the contract today, and am going to sign it tonight. I have half told Mum about moving out.... soon I will tell them I am definitely moving out. It's so hard to deal with them at times. I rang David, to ask about the best way to break the news to them, and he advised that I get into a fight with Dad and make him say something along the lines of "when you live under my roof... blah blah" then that leaves the door wide open to leave. But I don't want to do it that way. I want to leave on OK terms, even thought I know mum and dad will want things to remain the same forever, with me living at home and being miserable.
I guess I need to just take things one step at a time, and pray for courage in these scary times. (Remember footprints in the sand? I feel like I am being carried.)
Chris sprang into action, making me breakfast while I was in the shower, then driving me to the train station. I managed to catch the 7.10 train, and get to work on time.
Work was good today, we made some headway on our project. (I'm not sure how much I am allowed to write on here before I break my confidentiality agreement) I'm a little annoyed at the IT people at work. I have been working there for two months now, and STILL have no company e-mail address, let alone a company computer. For now, I am borrowing Matt's computer because he is on holidays in Thailand. It will be interesting to see what happens when Matt returns and the absence of a computer will become a painfully obvious issue. In defense of the IT department, they are hopelessly understaffed, and are in the middle of a major networking restructure. (But two months is still a bit ridiculous.)
Moving on to some more light-hearted news, Chris and I are in full house-moving swing. Chris borrowed a packing tape dispenser gun from work, and took some boxes from work too. We proceeded to empty the contents of Chris's book shelves into the boxes, marking them with the appropriate room on the side. I was surprised that we have a whole box of food for the kitchen already. (Even if most of that is junk food).
I read through the contract today, and am going to sign it tonight. I have half told Mum about moving out.... soon I will tell them I am definitely moving out. It's so hard to deal with them at times. I rang David, to ask about the best way to break the news to them, and he advised that I get into a fight with Dad and make him say something along the lines of "when you live under my roof... blah blah" then that leaves the door wide open to leave. But I don't want to do it that way. I want to leave on OK terms, even thought I know mum and dad will want things to remain the same forever, with me living at home and being miserable.
I guess I need to just take things one step at a time, and pray for courage in these scary times. (Remember footprints in the sand? I feel like I am being carried.)
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
The Great Australian Divide
Last night, at the "Upper Room Project" the theme for the evening was the great cultural divide within Australia. We aren't talking about a new issue, we were just trying to become a little more aware of the plight of Aboriginal Australians. My first thought when I read some of the comparitive statistics was "wow, things are bad in Africa" but then I realized this is happening in our own backyard!
Apparently, the Uniting Church runs a program called "About FACE" which is like a cultural exchange program. The main difference is that instead of flying over to some far-flung country, they are taken into some remote parts of Australia and immersed in Aboriginal culture. The program seemed like an excellent idea to me. Some of the people there last night had been on the program, and couldn't speak more highly of it if they tried.
Apparently, the Uniting Church runs a program called "About FACE" which is like a cultural exchange program. The main difference is that instead of flying over to some far-flung country, they are taken into some remote parts of Australia and immersed in Aboriginal culture. The program seemed like an excellent idea to me. Some of the people there last night had been on the program, and couldn't speak more highly of it if they tried.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Change and Heartache
Ok, so I have some big news.... I'm moving out. Some of you might remember a couple of months ago, I was "umm"ing and "ahh"ing over weather I should move out with Chris or not, and Ann left a comment saying:
"if this question pertains in any way shape or form as to whether or not you live with chris the answer is yes yes you do so hurry up and realise it."
Well, I think I have realized it, and it scares the crap out of me. I am going to move out with Chris J, and Chris K, who I have known ever since I can remember. We have collectively been looking for houses, and this weekend we received news that we have been approved to rent a 4 bedroom house in Mitcham. The house is a brick veneer home, and has a good size back yard (which needs some work). It's only 800meters from the train station, and is close enough to cycle to Eastland.
So all this is good news, right? Hmm.. yes, but I have not been able to pluck up enough courage to tell Mum and Dad that I am moving out. Now that we know about the house, I feel like I have to tell them as soon as I can, so that they have some time to process it before I actually move. So how does one gather up enough courage?
Nicole suggested that maybe she tell them.... I'm not sure Mum and Dad would take to that very well either. Why do I have this fear of telling Mum and Dad? What's the worst thing that could happen? I'm not so sure anymore.
Anyway, moving on to something more exciting and blogworthy, Chris and I packed our first box of stuff for the new house! That's a big deal for me, because I have never moved before. I think it's quite an important symbol of growing up and becoming an adult. I thought it was so funny that the very first box we packed was filled with wine. I didn't realize, but we have built up quite a substantial collection!
I'm sure there will be lots more box packing to come, so I shouldn't get too excited...
I returned to work straight after my time away, so I haven't done much anything else except work a lot. The transmission in my car died (as some of you may have read), so I am catching the train back and fourth to work. It only really poses a problem if I have to travel regularly between sites at work.
Dad has gone ahead and told the mechanic to fix my car, which could cost over $1000. The new automatic transmission costs $600 excluding the labor to get it into the car. Dad also told the mechanic to try and fix the electrics in the car, which could cost a bit as well. I think Dad's reasoning is that if the car at least starts, then even if I do decide to sell it, we can get a decent price for it. (By decent, I mean more than $500.)
There were a couple social events over the last week that I really should write about too... On Thursday night, Mauris, Chris, Linda, Quoc, Scott, Diana, Jenny and I went out for dinner. We ate at a Vietnamese place in Footscray, called Hung Vuong. I had never been to Footscray before, so it was quite an experience!
Mauris and I arrived early and took some time to walk through the fresh food markets. I soon learned that by fresh, they meant either still alive or killed in front of you. There were some crabs that were in polystyrene boxes, still wriggling around rather weakly. A lot of the fish being sold at the markets was kept alive in the tanks, which shocked me a little. I guess I am too used to food from the supermarket, which is well and truly dead before it reaches the shelf.
Once I recovered from our little stroll through the markets, we headed over to "Hung Vuong" to meet the others. It was really great to catch up with all the gang, and if things goto plan, this could turn into a regular event. :) I am really looking forward to keeping in contact with everyone this year, even though we are all working in very different places.
After dinner, Scott and Diana invited Chris and I over to see their new house. It's such a nice place, and I can just imagine how it will look once they finish moving in. Scott insisted that we watch some of his new favorite show, Supernatural. I'm not entirely convinced that it was a good idea.
Supernatural follows the lives of two brothers, as they fight demons, vampires and other such things in search of their father. The father was a spirit slayer, on a quest to find the demon spirit that killed his wife, and has gone "missing in action" so to speak.
We watched the first two episodes in the series, and I was convinced that it was scary. It wasn't helped by the fact that Scott turned off all the lights, and made the sound come through the sound system instead of the TV speakers, making it sound big and huge and scary. I jumped out of my skin several times, and I don't think I will be conned into watching another episode of Supernatural ever again. After the show had finished, and we were about to head home, Chris and Scott tried their best to scare me again, knowing that I was all jumpy from watching the TV show. (And yes, I screamed like a little girl...)
Friday night was Mirriam's birthday party. I forgot to take my good camera, so we will have to put up with photos of the event from my phone. The party was a dinner party at the Village Green, in Mulgrave. It was so nice to see all my old friends from my school days. I have missed everyone, and enjoyed catching up for a chat. As it turns out, not a great deal has changed since I last caught up with everyone. Sarah Green is still hating working at Subway, Fiona is still working at Safeway, Cameron is working at McDonalds still (but has started to not enjoy it as much anymore), and Meagan is managing a different McDonalds store. Debbie's little baby has grown alot since I last saw her, but is still just a little bundle of joy. Mandy has started working at a pasta shop in The Glen, and Rhiannion is working with them too. Rhiannion is starting to go back to study this year, and is working to become a qualified PCA, specialising in elderly care (I think... feel free to correct me). Mirriam is not working for Best and Less anymore, and has taken up work with a temping agency. The agency works with factories, and Mirriam has recently had a bit of work with Gillete in Scoresby, so that's good news.
After dinner, we went for a dance in the sports bar, just for old time's sake, and quickly discovered why we stopped coming to the Village Green on a Friday night. They played the same music that they were playing when I had just turned 18, and there was decidedly ordinary talent in attendance. I still had fun, and loved catching up with everyone from school.
Saturday was a fun day, Chris and I went shopping with Tom at Chadstone. The plan was to find some clothes for Tom, get me some new shoes and get my photos printed at Kmart. Four hours later, we had achieved two out of our three shopping goals, and were all tired out. I left without any new shoes, but we had heaps of fun shopping for Tom's clothes, so I guess two out of three is not too bad.
Saturday night, Chris and I went to dinner with Jess. We met Jess just a couple of weeks ago, when we were on our Nullabor trip. She is just visiting Australia from Sweden, so we thought we should show her a little bit of 'our Melbourne' (being more cultured that Sydney). The restaurant we went to was called Kamel. It is where one of the other girls from the trip is doing some temping work. Keelie was flat out, and didn't have much time to talk to us, but we were able to sample a fair bit of the food. The food was really good, and they had heaps of vegetarian stuff for Jess.
Following dinner, we took Jess for a drive around the Albert park race track and down Chapel St before heading to the Market to have a bit of a dance. Keelie met us at the market, and we had a fun night out, dancing and singing, and just generally having an awesome time.
Sunday morning was Church, followed by lunch because it was the first Sunday of the month. Barbara came along for lunch, which was a nice surprise, and we had a good chat. (I seem to be enjoying catching up with the people I haven't seen in a month.) Barbara also came along with us to church that night, which was the launch of NCYC 09 in our synod. Following the worship, we shared a meal together, which was another sausage sizzle. :)
I got home around 9pm that night, and then showed Mum and Dad my photos from our trip to Perth. It was the first chance I had to show them 300 photos, even though I live with them! I went to bed around 11pm, very tired.
"if this question pertains in any way shape or form as to whether or not you live with chris the answer is yes yes you do so hurry up and realise it."
Well, I think I have realized it, and it scares the crap out of me. I am going to move out with Chris J, and Chris K, who I have known ever since I can remember. We have collectively been looking for houses, and this weekend we received news that we have been approved to rent a 4 bedroom house in Mitcham. The house is a brick veneer home, and has a good size back yard (which needs some work). It's only 800meters from the train station, and is close enough to cycle to Eastland.
So all this is good news, right? Hmm.. yes, but I have not been able to pluck up enough courage to tell Mum and Dad that I am moving out. Now that we know about the house, I feel like I have to tell them as soon as I can, so that they have some time to process it before I actually move. So how does one gather up enough courage?
Nicole suggested that maybe she tell them.... I'm not sure Mum and Dad would take to that very well either. Why do I have this fear of telling Mum and Dad? What's the worst thing that could happen? I'm not so sure anymore.
Anyway, moving on to something more exciting and blogworthy, Chris and I packed our first box of stuff for the new house! That's a big deal for me, because I have never moved before. I think it's quite an important symbol of growing up and becoming an adult. I thought it was so funny that the very first box we packed was filled with wine. I didn't realize, but we have built up quite a substantial collection!
I'm sure there will be lots more box packing to come, so I shouldn't get too excited...
I returned to work straight after my time away, so I haven't done much anything else except work a lot. The transmission in my car died (as some of you may have read), so I am catching the train back and fourth to work. It only really poses a problem if I have to travel regularly between sites at work.
Dad has gone ahead and told the mechanic to fix my car, which could cost over $1000. The new automatic transmission costs $600 excluding the labor to get it into the car. Dad also told the mechanic to try and fix the electrics in the car, which could cost a bit as well. I think Dad's reasoning is that if the car at least starts, then even if I do decide to sell it, we can get a decent price for it. (By decent, I mean more than $500.)
There were a couple social events over the last week that I really should write about too... On Thursday night, Mauris, Chris, Linda, Quoc, Scott, Diana, Jenny and I went out for dinner. We ate at a Vietnamese place in Footscray, called Hung Vuong. I had never been to Footscray before, so it was quite an experience!
Mauris and I arrived early and took some time to walk through the fresh food markets. I soon learned that by fresh, they meant either still alive or killed in front of you. There were some crabs that were in polystyrene boxes, still wriggling around rather weakly. A lot of the fish being sold at the markets was kept alive in the tanks, which shocked me a little. I guess I am too used to food from the supermarket, which is well and truly dead before it reaches the shelf.
Once I recovered from our little stroll through the markets, we headed over to "Hung Vuong" to meet the others. It was really great to catch up with all the gang, and if things goto plan, this could turn into a regular event. :) I am really looking forward to keeping in contact with everyone this year, even though we are all working in very different places.
After dinner, Scott and Diana invited Chris and I over to see their new house. It's such a nice place, and I can just imagine how it will look once they finish moving in. Scott insisted that we watch some of his new favorite show, Supernatural. I'm not entirely convinced that it was a good idea.
Supernatural follows the lives of two brothers, as they fight demons, vampires and other such things in search of their father. The father was a spirit slayer, on a quest to find the demon spirit that killed his wife, and has gone "missing in action" so to speak.
We watched the first two episodes in the series, and I was convinced that it was scary. It wasn't helped by the fact that Scott turned off all the lights, and made the sound come through the sound system instead of the TV speakers, making it sound big and huge and scary. I jumped out of my skin several times, and I don't think I will be conned into watching another episode of Supernatural ever again. After the show had finished, and we were about to head home, Chris and Scott tried their best to scare me again, knowing that I was all jumpy from watching the TV show. (And yes, I screamed like a little girl...)
Friday night was Mirriam's birthday party. I forgot to take my good camera, so we will have to put up with photos of the event from my phone. The party was a dinner party at the Village Green, in Mulgrave. It was so nice to see all my old friends from my school days. I have missed everyone, and enjoyed catching up for a chat. As it turns out, not a great deal has changed since I last caught up with everyone. Sarah Green is still hating working at Subway, Fiona is still working at Safeway, Cameron is working at McDonalds still (but has started to not enjoy it as much anymore), and Meagan is managing a different McDonalds store. Debbie's little baby has grown alot since I last saw her, but is still just a little bundle of joy. Mandy has started working at a pasta shop in The Glen, and Rhiannion is working with them too. Rhiannion is starting to go back to study this year, and is working to become a qualified PCA, specialising in elderly care (I think... feel free to correct me). Mirriam is not working for Best and Less anymore, and has taken up work with a temping agency. The agency works with factories, and Mirriam has recently had a bit of work with Gillete in Scoresby, so that's good news.
After dinner, we went for a dance in the sports bar, just for old time's sake, and quickly discovered why we stopped coming to the Village Green on a Friday night. They played the same music that they were playing when I had just turned 18, and there was decidedly ordinary talent in attendance. I still had fun, and loved catching up with everyone from school.
Saturday was a fun day, Chris and I went shopping with Tom at Chadstone. The plan was to find some clothes for Tom, get me some new shoes and get my photos printed at Kmart. Four hours later, we had achieved two out of our three shopping goals, and were all tired out. I left without any new shoes, but we had heaps of fun shopping for Tom's clothes, so I guess two out of three is not too bad.
Saturday night, Chris and I went to dinner with Jess. We met Jess just a couple of weeks ago, when we were on our Nullabor trip. She is just visiting Australia from Sweden, so we thought we should show her a little bit of 'our Melbourne' (being more cultured that Sydney). The restaurant we went to was called Kamel. It is where one of the other girls from the trip is doing some temping work. Keelie was flat out, and didn't have much time to talk to us, but we were able to sample a fair bit of the food. The food was really good, and they had heaps of vegetarian stuff for Jess.
Following dinner, we took Jess for a drive around the Albert park race track and down Chapel St before heading to the Market to have a bit of a dance. Keelie met us at the market, and we had a fun night out, dancing and singing, and just generally having an awesome time.
Sunday morning was Church, followed by lunch because it was the first Sunday of the month. Barbara came along for lunch, which was a nice surprise, and we had a good chat. (I seem to be enjoying catching up with the people I haven't seen in a month.) Barbara also came along with us to church that night, which was the launch of NCYC 09 in our synod. Following the worship, we shared a meal together, which was another sausage sizzle. :)
I got home around 9pm that night, and then showed Mum and Dad my photos from our trip to Perth. It was the first chance I had to show them 300 photos, even though I live with them! I went to bed around 11pm, very tired.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Perth, NCYC, and South Australia.
So now that I have uploaded a stupid number of photographs, (300 in total), I suppose I should give a little bit of a commentary on what the holiday was actually like.
Chris and I left on the 27th of December. Dad drove us to the airport so that we wouldn't miss our flight. We arrived about an hour before lift off, and proceeded to use the electronic check-in process. There was only one double seat left, luckily it was near the window, so we grabbed that one.
When the plane arrived, I noticed that it was a Boeing 737. When we had booked the tickets, we were supposed to have an Airbus, but I guess they must have booked too many people to fit on the airbus or something. The plane flight over took about three and a half hours, and they showed a movie to pass the time. Little Miss Sunshine was the movie, I was not particularly impressed, but I guess it's better than no movie. They also served us food. I was surprised at the amount of food we got for such a short flight. Not only did we get given dinner, but loads of drinks, and an ice cream to follow! I was very impressed. (That was Qantas if anyone is interested.)
Upon arrival at Perth airport, we had to wait what seemed like forever for our bags to be processed. In comparison to the baggage handlers in Melbourne, Perth was about 4 times longer. I should have taken this as a sign that all of Perth was going to be slow. We went to a place for dinner in Northbridge with Chris and Steve. It was a really nice place, the food there was awesome, though by this stage I had eaten so much that I was not able to finish what I had ordered.
Following dinner, we hit Kings Park, which is a giant parkland area just to one side of the CBD. (Sort of like the Botanic Gardens in Melbourne, but with more native plants, and bigger no doubt.) The main street in the park overlooks the city, and is lit up at night time. (I think I put a photo of it up) Each tree that lines the streets of Kings Park represents a Western Australian that has fought for Australia at some stage or another.
The next day, we went 'shopping'. It was more like just an excuse to explore the CBD. Basically, there are three main streets in Perth, and they are all connected by large shopping plazas. One of the streets seemed to be the business end of town, because it was home to more banks than shops, but other than that one street, most of the CBD was low-rise shopping centers. Surprisingly, with all this retail space in the city, it is still difficult to buy anything, because the shops all close at 5, and late night shopping is only on a Thursday night. This was most frustrating, especially when you come from a culture where nobody bats an eyelid at popping down to the supermarket or Kmart at 4 in the morning. (Not that I do that very often, but it's nice to have the option.)
One particularly cool part of the CBD is a shopping strip called "London Court". It's just like a shopping strip out of europe, with loads of quaint little shops, and foot traffic filling the narrow street. Somehow I think it was a bit of a tourist thing, because most of the stores sold giftware or chocolates or some other such thing.
Perth has a "tram" which is really just a glorified bus. It takes tourists around the streets of the CBD (which all seem to be one way streets) and return them near the river. Just alongside where the "trams" depart from is a bell tower, which was the baby of one of the recent Premiers. (I guess a bit like Jeff and Fed Square?) The bell tower looked pretty cool, but was a poor attempt at making a new focal point for the city. It's just not big enough. Apparently, the bells contained within the tower were flown from St Mary's cathedral in London, where they used to be chimed to signal important events or breaking news. (Is that like the BeepBeep of a mobile phone these days?)
During the day, Kings Park looks a lot different, I was surprised at how green everything was! I think it's because they water it using bore water from underground. (Apparently the WA government is not concerned about a receding water table.) We re-visited the strip where we had been the night before, and also found some new parts of the park. There was a giant lookout tower, shaped like 2 spiral staircases winding around each other. It was called DNA tower. The tower itself was more interesting to see than the view from the top. The tower was placed too far away from everything for you to take any particularly spectacular photos. It had a dial at the top that showed how far it is to different places in the world, which is fairly standard. Melbourne sure seemed a long way away from that tower!
Another cool part of the park was the children's area. They had a cool island set up as an educational thing. you were supposed to learn stuff about the wetlands environment and rain forests and stuff, but I think the kids probably just had fun playing under the simulated rain forest trees, which would spray a mist of water on them every so often.
Also in the children's play area, was a giant dinosaur model which was designed to climb on. Of course, being the big kid that I am, I insisted that I have a go on this dinosaur... There's a couple pictures of me on the dinosaur.
We collected our hire car, a Mitsubitishi 380, and headed off for some adventuring. The first thing I was determined to see was Margret River. We stopped at a couple of places along the way, including Bussleton, home of the longest pier in the world. The pier is 2km long, and houses a underwater observatory at the end. Chris and I didn't find out about the best thing to see there until after we had gone through that town! So we didn't get to see the pier, but we did stop for a walk along the shopping strip.
Upon arriving at the first Margret River winery, I got very excited. I had never been wine tasting before. It didn't take long to get into it though, and I quite enjoyed the relaxed, arty sort of atmosphere that the wineries had. Some of the wineries had attached restaurants, one of witch we ate at.
Following the wine tasting, we headed off towards Augusta, our resting place for the evening. Along the way, we discovered that the area was filled with caves, so Chris and I decided to stop and take a bit of a sticky beak.
What we found inside the cave was amazing, the walls and roof was formed from calcium deposits over millions of years, and it was pitch black inside. One of the interesting things was that there was some rare amobea living in the pond at the end of the cave, so they kept pumping water into the pond so it would not die out over the drought! Inside the cave was very damp and cool.
The next highlight along the way was visiting the lighthouse near Augusta. It marks the point where the Southern and the Indian oceans meet. I made a point of going to see it, because now I can say that I have seen both borders of the Southern Ocean! It's very exciting.
Near the lighthouse, all the land is parkland, so most of the non-tourist roads are unmade. Chris decided he wanted to try out our hire car "off road" (which you really are not supposed to do) so we went for a drive, and found some magnificent views.
Driving onwards, towards Walpole, we passed a town called Pemberton. It reminded me somewhat of Gembrook, because they had a tourist railway and were surrounded by Karri forests. Karri is a very tall, thin tree. Almost like mountain ash, but maybe a bit thicker and sturdier. A couple of the trees in the forest have been made into viewing platforms in the canopy, which you can climb up onto through a very makeshift sort of ladder system. The tree we climbed was 80m tall, but Chris and I decided it was only safe to go up half way. (So we climbed up about 40m into the air).
We pushed onto Walpole, in an attempt to get to see the "tree top walk" before 5pm. We made it there around 4.30, and I was pleased to see that there were still plenty of people walking around the skywalk. The tree top walk is a series of bridges that are all joined together in a loop, designed so that everyone (even wheelchairs) can see the beautiful Tinkle Gum trees. These trees were massive! The highest part of the walk was about 45m in the air I think.
Driving on, we planned to stop for dinner at Albany. We passed through a tiny town called Denmark, which was somewhat hotter and smaller than the "Denmark" Tegan keeps going on about... =)
Albany was a beautiful spot. I wish we could have spent more time there. It's the first spot settled by the westerners, before Perth was started. They have a big replica of the first ship there on display. They also have a pretty cool jail, which used glass shards on-top of the walls instead of barbed wire. It seemed to have been built a little later than the Jail we saw in Fremantle.
The next day was spent in Fremantle, we visited a shipwreck museum and WA's first jail. The shipwreck museum was fascinating. They had one of the oldest shipwrecks found in Australia on display, and the skeleton of Australia's oldest murderer! As all museums do, they also had a load of boring trollip too.
That evening, we went to "The Court", which is the local Perth pub, to celebrate new year's eve. The party was really going well, and midnight came, everyone seemed to be having a great time.... then at 2am they kicked everyone out of the pub!! Apparently on New Years the WA government doesn't give out extended liquor licenses. That sucked a little. We headed home and got a good night's sleep. Nothing was open on New Year's Day, so there was no point in getting up early.
New Year's Day was spent in the park. We swam in the Swan River, and I managed to turn my white boardies slightly brown. I did a little canoing, but quickly lost interest. Chris cooked a mean BBQ, and we ate like kings.
The next day was the last day before NCYC began. Chris and I decided to make good use of the hire car, and drove up north through the Swan Valley wine making area, to Geraldton. I was most shocked to discover that there was absolutely no mobile phone reception from the time we left Perth to the time we arrived in Geraldton. That's about a 4 hour drive!!!
When we reached Geralton, we went to the beach, paddled around a bit, then went to see the famous monument that is in Geralton. The monument was erected to honor a ship that was full of sailors that disappeared mysteriously. It was a little spooky, knowing that whatever happened to this ship was totally unknown.
Geralton is about the most windy place I have ever been. (They do have a wind farm there). There are even trees that grow completely bent over because of the wind. It's quite amazing really. After returning from Geralton, we quickly packed our bags, and got ready for NCYC, which was beginning the next day.
NCYC, the Uniting Church's National Christian Youth Convention, was held at various boarding schools around Perth. The main campus for activities was Scotch College, which is where Chris and I stayed, so we might have a rather skewed perspective about the event.
There were about 700 delegates at NCYC and just as many adult helpers or youth chaplains. The group was split into communities, which basically meant which campus you goto at night to sleep, and which group of people you would have morning worship with.
My community was based at Scotch college, as I mentioned earlier, and was named "Tutu" community. We were the biggest (and best) community out of all of them. All the communities were named after significant people in Christian life. Being in Tutu community, we had to have a mascot named "Des." Des was a toy gorilla, who managed to get around quite a bit over the course of the week, and became quite well known among my fellow delegates.
Some of my highlights from NCYC were silly little activities, like a photo scavenger hunt, and trying to piece a banana back together after cutting it into a million pieces. Each night, we woulf have a 'Rally', which was basically a huge worship service with guest speakers, dancing, singing and on one occasion, holy communion. I found the speakers inspiring, particularly one Aboriginal woman who spoke about her experience through her childhood during the stolen generation fiasco.
I was in disbelief of the way that the Australian people treated our fellow humans. I guess we can only learn from the past, and look at what we are going to do in the future. I was quite inspired to make a stand for what we are letting Mr Howard get away with now, considering our policy with asylum seekers.
Another speaker who I found inspiring was Tim Costello, head of world vision and brother of the Australian treasurer. He had some particularly insightful words about why parts of the Christian movement just are not standing up for justice, as God intended. He is really passionate about make poverty history and the Michah challenge. I think, after hearing his passionate words, that I could make a difference in the world. (And I want to too.)
Following the nightly rallies, there was a time for activities, called 'Night Life'. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. There were movies to watch, bands to listen to, a mocktail bar for some of the more social creatures, and a craft room for those who needed to express themselves. There were also a bunch of inflatable activities which were lots of fun too, but I didn't get a chance to go on them. The mocktail bar was my favorite night life activity, and was a good spot to meet people you didn't bump into during the day.
One of the more challenging parts of the NCYC experience was the 'mission immersion' activity which was designed to challenge and inspire you while exploring the work of the church in the wider community. The Uniting Church chooses to run most of it's community works through service providers such as Uniting Care, and Wesley Mission. My challenge for the immersion activity was to go door knocking on behalf of Uniting Care to gage need and interest within the community regarding a local community center. There were lots of doors that closed the instant that we mentioned the word "church" which disheartened me. However, there were a couple young families who had been living in the area for a number of weeks, who felt isolated from the community, and liked the idea of a community center.
Chris had a birthday over the course of NCYC, with a cake and everything! He turned **I think I would be dead if I wrote it here, so you better ask me**, and we all sang happy birthday in our Tutu community. =)
Memorable moments were everywhere I looked! One day, we visited a local church community, exploring the new and different ways that they explore faith and come together for God. The particular church I went to was held in a tent! It was one of the best experiences of my whole trip. I loved the fact that every member of this church came along and didn't care what building God saw them in. I really felt a spirit of community at that church, (Billabong Community Church), because many of the families had younger kids, and were attracted through their kids's love of the place. They even had sheep wandering around in the church, and a canoe in the billabong out the back for the kids to play with after the service. What really warmed my heart is that there were 3 generations of one family attending this church, and they all got something out of it, Grandma, Mum and Child.
NCYC was a great experience, I think I really want to help out in some way with the planning for NCYC 2009, because it's being hosted by our synod (Vic/Tas).
The bonding didn't stop with the last day of NCYC, because a group of about 60 of us were participating in a "plus two days" activity which Al and Di had organized. So, picture this, 60 people with luggage, trying to cram onto a train (which is only little in Perth, about 2 carriages) to travel from one side of the city to the other! It was such a funny sight. Great laughs. Our group stayed at the YMCA, on the outskirts of the Perth CBD. It was a really good place, and we managed to book out a bunch of floors in the building!
The first day of "plus two" was experiencing Fremantle. Chris and I re-visited the original jail, which is known as the round house. We also re-visited the museum, and got to see come more interesting artifacts. We returned to Di and Al for lunch, which was some cool Nacho-wrap thingy, before setting off to the beach. Then we swam and played in the waves for the rest of the day, until it started raining. We then all went to the local church hall, and played some more games, and had some quiet reflection time.
The second day of the "plus two" activity was educational again, visiting the Perth mint, and then having a really cool photo scavenger hunt around the city. I have to hand it to Di and Al, they know how to plan some fun activities. =)
Dinner and an improvised worship was great fun in Kings Park, and I got some warm fuzzy feelings when I saw some of the public taking an interest in what we were all about. Unfortunately, this was our last worship together, and we had to go our separate ways. Chris and I were staying on in Perth, while the rest of the group was off to Melbourne.
Our last couple of days in Perth were really special, we visited Rottnest Island, and went snorkeling over the reef that is just off the island. Our transport around the island was by bike, which sounds like a good idea, but Chris reckons that they were really dodgy bikes that we hired. We rode from one side of the island to the far tip, passing many deserted beaches and lots of beautiful scenery. I got very sunburned that day, but it was worth it. Quokkas live on Rottnest Island, so we got a chance to see them, they look like a rat crossed with a kangaroo.
My favorite part about Rottnest was when Chris and I went snorkeling on the reef. I had never been snorkeling before, so it was a great feeling to be so close to all the fish and sea creatures, even if the water was REALLY COLD!!
We also spent some quiet time over the last days in Perth, exploring the city and getting ready to leave on the bus tour from Perth to Adelaide.
The bus tour left early on Sunday morning. The first stop on our trip was the historic township of York on the Avon river. The town was the first inland settled town, and was a shipping center, sending mined goods further down the river to the bigger coastal city of Perth. We took some time to look around York, and discovered the river was more like a stream now, due to the drought, and that the hotel was abandoned after the owner tried to burn it down and claim insurance! It was a cosy little town, and a good spot to stop on our road trip.
The next stop was the rabbit proof fence. The fence was designed to prevent rabbits from invading the fertile land that was being used for farming wheat, one of Australia's biggest wheat belts. The fence only had mixed results, and the rabbits ended up coming onto the other side and eating some of the farmland, but nowhere near the number that could have gotten through had it not been for the fence being built.
Sunday night we went to see Wave Rock. This rock was originally made famous by an American photographer who won the New York photography competition with a photo of this granite formation. On top of the rock, there is a water catchment area and a dam, which supplies water to the township.
The next day was full of challenges. The first challenge we faced was in the morning, the tyre on the trailer with all our gear in it lost it's tread. Luckily our tour guide, Ash, could change it quickly and we were soon on our way again. We were heading towards Esperence, but because a cyclone had come by about a week earlier, our route was blocked. The detour was only an extra 70km, which is nothing in the Australian scrub land. The detour took us on unmade roads, which were not kept very well. The back of the trailer fell ajar, and my pillow, KL's rucksack and a sleeping bag fell out the back! We found the rucksack, but had no luck with the pillow and the sleeping bag. I guess that's my donation to the Australian landscape.
That evening, we visited a beautiful spot called "Cape LeGrand". It has some of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen, and like Rottnest Island, most of them were deserted!
The next day we climbed Frenchman's peak, a rocky outcrop that looks like a French sailor's hat. I thought it looked more like a mound with a rabbit jumping over it. The top was really windy, but the view was stunning. Once we got to the top, the sun decided to show up, but it was still a bit nippy.
We went on a hike along the coastline, and saw lots of cool birds and coastal plants. The beach looked stunning from several vantage points throughout the walk, and I took far too many photos.
That night we camped at a bush camp near the start of the longest and straightest road I have ever seen. It felt like when they were planning the road, someone just ruled a line on the map! The bush camping was a lot more fun than I had imagined it would be, and I loved the really clear night sky you could see from this remote part of Australia.
The 90 mile straight was on our travel path for the next day. We stopped along the way to check out the caves that surround the Nullabor region. Unfortunately, we were not able to go swimming in the caves as we had hoped because the safest cave fell down last year. It was still neat to hear about the cave system that is still a mystery to most explorers and could hold some of Australia's most rare and prehistoric creatures.
On some of these remote and straight parts of the road, they have airstrips for the flying doctor's service, complete with the piano keys and everything! I think it's fairly rare that they are used though.
Our next stop was Eucla. It's pretty much the dead center of nowhere. They are the closest town to the border of Western Australia and South Australia. The town used to be Western Australia's communication link to the rest of the world, because they hosted a large telegraph station, however due to the shifting sand dunes, and erosion caused by rabbits, the town got buried under the sand. The ruins of the telegraph station are still visible, and I have included a couple photos of it. The coolest part about Eucla would have to be the friends we made there. In particular the barman, Craig. **Hi Craig** We had lots of fun that night, and ended up having photos taken on the whale (which has a sign next to is saying "do not climb on the whale") LOL. It was most amusing.
The next part of our journey was stopping at the SA border village, which is a glorified fuel station and a customs checkpoint to make sure you aren't infecting the country with fruit flies.
The next day, we stopped to view the Bunda Cliffs. These cliffs are about 100 meters tall, and are very fragile. The Nullabor runs right to the edge of the cliffs, and this is one of the most stunning sections of coastline in Australia. This is a favorite spot for whale watching in the right season.
We traveled on to a small town called Fowler's Bay, stopping to have a look at the Dingo fence. Once stopping that night at Fowlers Bay, we went sand boarding. Fowlers Bay is one of those towns which is going to become victim of the sand dunes over the next 50 years.
We went swimming with the seals and dolphins at Baird Bay. Chris and I bought an underwater disposable camera, and we took some photos, but we haven't gotten the photos developed as yet.
We stopped at Murphey's Haystacks, which is another granite formation, said to look like haystacks on a property that was owned by a guy named Murphy. Wow, Australians are so imaginative with naming places. That night, we stayed at a farm, and managed to see comet McNaught in the night sky.
The next day, we learned to surf. and made our way slowly closer to Adelaide. We stopped at some little towns that are not really mentionable, and camped in another spot that was incredibly windy. (I can't remember the name of the town though) I think by this stage of the trip I was pretty tired and spent nearly an entire day sleeping in the bus.
Upon arriving in Adelaide, we all went out to dinner at the local Thai restaurant. The rest of our stay in Adelaide was fairly uneventful. The highlights were: going to visit Sravan, watching Em and Ash's play, visiting Glenelg on the tram, visiting the national wine center in the botanic gardens and the local design university.
Then we headed home on the plane, flying with virgin blue, watching the beautiful sunset. Chris's Dad gave us a lift home from the airport, after we forgot where the car was parked in the airport carpark!
All up, it was a fantastic trip, and I can highly recommend that you go out and see Australia! =)
Chris and I left on the 27th of December. Dad drove us to the airport so that we wouldn't miss our flight. We arrived about an hour before lift off, and proceeded to use the electronic check-in process. There was only one double seat left, luckily it was near the window, so we grabbed that one.
When the plane arrived, I noticed that it was a Boeing 737. When we had booked the tickets, we were supposed to have an Airbus, but I guess they must have booked too many people to fit on the airbus or something. The plane flight over took about three and a half hours, and they showed a movie to pass the time. Little Miss Sunshine was the movie, I was not particularly impressed, but I guess it's better than no movie. They also served us food. I was surprised at the amount of food we got for such a short flight. Not only did we get given dinner, but loads of drinks, and an ice cream to follow! I was very impressed. (That was Qantas if anyone is interested.)
Upon arrival at Perth airport, we had to wait what seemed like forever for our bags to be processed. In comparison to the baggage handlers in Melbourne, Perth was about 4 times longer. I should have taken this as a sign that all of Perth was going to be slow. We went to a place for dinner in Northbridge with Chris and Steve. It was a really nice place, the food there was awesome, though by this stage I had eaten so much that I was not able to finish what I had ordered.
Following dinner, we hit Kings Park, which is a giant parkland area just to one side of the CBD. (Sort of like the Botanic Gardens in Melbourne, but with more native plants, and bigger no doubt.) The main street in the park overlooks the city, and is lit up at night time. (I think I put a photo of it up) Each tree that lines the streets of Kings Park represents a Western Australian that has fought for Australia at some stage or another.
The next day, we went 'shopping'. It was more like just an excuse to explore the CBD. Basically, there are three main streets in Perth, and they are all connected by large shopping plazas. One of the streets seemed to be the business end of town, because it was home to more banks than shops, but other than that one street, most of the CBD was low-rise shopping centers. Surprisingly, with all this retail space in the city, it is still difficult to buy anything, because the shops all close at 5, and late night shopping is only on a Thursday night. This was most frustrating, especially when you come from a culture where nobody bats an eyelid at popping down to the supermarket or Kmart at 4 in the morning. (Not that I do that very often, but it's nice to have the option.)
One particularly cool part of the CBD is a shopping strip called "London Court". It's just like a shopping strip out of europe, with loads of quaint little shops, and foot traffic filling the narrow street. Somehow I think it was a bit of a tourist thing, because most of the stores sold giftware or chocolates or some other such thing.
Perth has a "tram" which is really just a glorified bus. It takes tourists around the streets of the CBD (which all seem to be one way streets) and return them near the river. Just alongside where the "trams" depart from is a bell tower, which was the baby of one of the recent Premiers. (I guess a bit like Jeff and Fed Square?) The bell tower looked pretty cool, but was a poor attempt at making a new focal point for the city. It's just not big enough. Apparently, the bells contained within the tower were flown from St Mary's cathedral in London, where they used to be chimed to signal important events or breaking news. (Is that like the BeepBeep of a mobile phone these days?)
During the day, Kings Park looks a lot different, I was surprised at how green everything was! I think it's because they water it using bore water from underground. (Apparently the WA government is not concerned about a receding water table.) We re-visited the strip where we had been the night before, and also found some new parts of the park. There was a giant lookout tower, shaped like 2 spiral staircases winding around each other. It was called DNA tower. The tower itself was more interesting to see than the view from the top. The tower was placed too far away from everything for you to take any particularly spectacular photos. It had a dial at the top that showed how far it is to different places in the world, which is fairly standard. Melbourne sure seemed a long way away from that tower!
Another cool part of the park was the children's area. They had a cool island set up as an educational thing. you were supposed to learn stuff about the wetlands environment and rain forests and stuff, but I think the kids probably just had fun playing under the simulated rain forest trees, which would spray a mist of water on them every so often.
Also in the children's play area, was a giant dinosaur model which was designed to climb on. Of course, being the big kid that I am, I insisted that I have a go on this dinosaur... There's a couple pictures of me on the dinosaur.
We collected our hire car, a Mitsubitishi 380, and headed off for some adventuring. The first thing I was determined to see was Margret River. We stopped at a couple of places along the way, including Bussleton, home of the longest pier in the world. The pier is 2km long, and houses a underwater observatory at the end. Chris and I didn't find out about the best thing to see there until after we had gone through that town! So we didn't get to see the pier, but we did stop for a walk along the shopping strip.
Upon arriving at the first Margret River winery, I got very excited. I had never been wine tasting before. It didn't take long to get into it though, and I quite enjoyed the relaxed, arty sort of atmosphere that the wineries had. Some of the wineries had attached restaurants, one of witch we ate at.
Following the wine tasting, we headed off towards Augusta, our resting place for the evening. Along the way, we discovered that the area was filled with caves, so Chris and I decided to stop and take a bit of a sticky beak.
What we found inside the cave was amazing, the walls and roof was formed from calcium deposits over millions of years, and it was pitch black inside. One of the interesting things was that there was some rare amobea living in the pond at the end of the cave, so they kept pumping water into the pond so it would not die out over the drought! Inside the cave was very damp and cool.
The next highlight along the way was visiting the lighthouse near Augusta. It marks the point where the Southern and the Indian oceans meet. I made a point of going to see it, because now I can say that I have seen both borders of the Southern Ocean! It's very exciting.
Near the lighthouse, all the land is parkland, so most of the non-tourist roads are unmade. Chris decided he wanted to try out our hire car "off road" (which you really are not supposed to do) so we went for a drive, and found some magnificent views.
Driving onwards, towards Walpole, we passed a town called Pemberton. It reminded me somewhat of Gembrook, because they had a tourist railway and were surrounded by Karri forests. Karri is a very tall, thin tree. Almost like mountain ash, but maybe a bit thicker and sturdier. A couple of the trees in the forest have been made into viewing platforms in the canopy, which you can climb up onto through a very makeshift sort of ladder system. The tree we climbed was 80m tall, but Chris and I decided it was only safe to go up half way. (So we climbed up about 40m into the air).
We pushed onto Walpole, in an attempt to get to see the "tree top walk" before 5pm. We made it there around 4.30, and I was pleased to see that there were still plenty of people walking around the skywalk. The tree top walk is a series of bridges that are all joined together in a loop, designed so that everyone (even wheelchairs) can see the beautiful Tinkle Gum trees. These trees were massive! The highest part of the walk was about 45m in the air I think.
Driving on, we planned to stop for dinner at Albany. We passed through a tiny town called Denmark, which was somewhat hotter and smaller than the "Denmark" Tegan keeps going on about... =)
Albany was a beautiful spot. I wish we could have spent more time there. It's the first spot settled by the westerners, before Perth was started. They have a big replica of the first ship there on display. They also have a pretty cool jail, which used glass shards on-top of the walls instead of barbed wire. It seemed to have been built a little later than the Jail we saw in Fremantle.
The next day was spent in Fremantle, we visited a shipwreck museum and WA's first jail. The shipwreck museum was fascinating. They had one of the oldest shipwrecks found in Australia on display, and the skeleton of Australia's oldest murderer! As all museums do, they also had a load of boring trollip too.
That evening, we went to "The Court", which is the local Perth pub, to celebrate new year's eve. The party was really going well, and midnight came, everyone seemed to be having a great time.... then at 2am they kicked everyone out of the pub!! Apparently on New Years the WA government doesn't give out extended liquor licenses. That sucked a little. We headed home and got a good night's sleep. Nothing was open on New Year's Day, so there was no point in getting up early.
New Year's Day was spent in the park. We swam in the Swan River, and I managed to turn my white boardies slightly brown. I did a little canoing, but quickly lost interest. Chris cooked a mean BBQ, and we ate like kings.
The next day was the last day before NCYC began. Chris and I decided to make good use of the hire car, and drove up north through the Swan Valley wine making area, to Geraldton. I was most shocked to discover that there was absolutely no mobile phone reception from the time we left Perth to the time we arrived in Geraldton. That's about a 4 hour drive!!!
When we reached Geralton, we went to the beach, paddled around a bit, then went to see the famous monument that is in Geralton. The monument was erected to honor a ship that was full of sailors that disappeared mysteriously. It was a little spooky, knowing that whatever happened to this ship was totally unknown.
Geralton is about the most windy place I have ever been. (They do have a wind farm there). There are even trees that grow completely bent over because of the wind. It's quite amazing really. After returning from Geralton, we quickly packed our bags, and got ready for NCYC, which was beginning the next day.
NCYC, the Uniting Church's National Christian Youth Convention, was held at various boarding schools around Perth. The main campus for activities was Scotch College, which is where Chris and I stayed, so we might have a rather skewed perspective about the event.
There were about 700 delegates at NCYC and just as many adult helpers or youth chaplains. The group was split into communities, which basically meant which campus you goto at night to sleep, and which group of people you would have morning worship with.
My community was based at Scotch college, as I mentioned earlier, and was named "Tutu" community. We were the biggest (and best) community out of all of them. All the communities were named after significant people in Christian life. Being in Tutu community, we had to have a mascot named "Des." Des was a toy gorilla, who managed to get around quite a bit over the course of the week, and became quite well known among my fellow delegates.
Some of my highlights from NCYC were silly little activities, like a photo scavenger hunt, and trying to piece a banana back together after cutting it into a million pieces. Each night, we woulf have a 'Rally', which was basically a huge worship service with guest speakers, dancing, singing and on one occasion, holy communion. I found the speakers inspiring, particularly one Aboriginal woman who spoke about her experience through her childhood during the stolen generation fiasco.
I was in disbelief of the way that the Australian people treated our fellow humans. I guess we can only learn from the past, and look at what we are going to do in the future. I was quite inspired to make a stand for what we are letting Mr Howard get away with now, considering our policy with asylum seekers.
Another speaker who I found inspiring was Tim Costello, head of world vision and brother of the Australian treasurer. He had some particularly insightful words about why parts of the Christian movement just are not standing up for justice, as God intended. He is really passionate about make poverty history and the Michah challenge. I think, after hearing his passionate words, that I could make a difference in the world. (And I want to too.)
Following the nightly rallies, there was a time for activities, called 'Night Life'. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. There were movies to watch, bands to listen to, a mocktail bar for some of the more social creatures, and a craft room for those who needed to express themselves. There were also a bunch of inflatable activities which were lots of fun too, but I didn't get a chance to go on them. The mocktail bar was my favorite night life activity, and was a good spot to meet people you didn't bump into during the day.
One of the more challenging parts of the NCYC experience was the 'mission immersion' activity which was designed to challenge and inspire you while exploring the work of the church in the wider community. The Uniting Church chooses to run most of it's community works through service providers such as Uniting Care, and Wesley Mission. My challenge for the immersion activity was to go door knocking on behalf of Uniting Care to gage need and interest within the community regarding a local community center. There were lots of doors that closed the instant that we mentioned the word "church" which disheartened me. However, there were a couple young families who had been living in the area for a number of weeks, who felt isolated from the community, and liked the idea of a community center.
Chris had a birthday over the course of NCYC, with a cake and everything! He turned **I think I would be dead if I wrote it here, so you better ask me**, and we all sang happy birthday in our Tutu community. =)
Memorable moments were everywhere I looked! One day, we visited a local church community, exploring the new and different ways that they explore faith and come together for God. The particular church I went to was held in a tent! It was one of the best experiences of my whole trip. I loved the fact that every member of this church came along and didn't care what building God saw them in. I really felt a spirit of community at that church, (Billabong Community Church), because many of the families had younger kids, and were attracted through their kids's love of the place. They even had sheep wandering around in the church, and a canoe in the billabong out the back for the kids to play with after the service. What really warmed my heart is that there were 3 generations of one family attending this church, and they all got something out of it, Grandma, Mum and Child.
NCYC was a great experience, I think I really want to help out in some way with the planning for NCYC 2009, because it's being hosted by our synod (Vic/Tas).
The bonding didn't stop with the last day of NCYC, because a group of about 60 of us were participating in a "plus two days" activity which Al and Di had organized. So, picture this, 60 people with luggage, trying to cram onto a train (which is only little in Perth, about 2 carriages) to travel from one side of the city to the other! It was such a funny sight. Great laughs. Our group stayed at the YMCA, on the outskirts of the Perth CBD. It was a really good place, and we managed to book out a bunch of floors in the building!
The first day of "plus two" was experiencing Fremantle. Chris and I re-visited the original jail, which is known as the round house. We also re-visited the museum, and got to see come more interesting artifacts. We returned to Di and Al for lunch, which was some cool Nacho-wrap thingy, before setting off to the beach. Then we swam and played in the waves for the rest of the day, until it started raining. We then all went to the local church hall, and played some more games, and had some quiet reflection time.
The second day of the "plus two" activity was educational again, visiting the Perth mint, and then having a really cool photo scavenger hunt around the city. I have to hand it to Di and Al, they know how to plan some fun activities. =)
Dinner and an improvised worship was great fun in Kings Park, and I got some warm fuzzy feelings when I saw some of the public taking an interest in what we were all about. Unfortunately, this was our last worship together, and we had to go our separate ways. Chris and I were staying on in Perth, while the rest of the group was off to Melbourne.
Our last couple of days in Perth were really special, we visited Rottnest Island, and went snorkeling over the reef that is just off the island. Our transport around the island was by bike, which sounds like a good idea, but Chris reckons that they were really dodgy bikes that we hired. We rode from one side of the island to the far tip, passing many deserted beaches and lots of beautiful scenery. I got very sunburned that day, but it was worth it. Quokkas live on Rottnest Island, so we got a chance to see them, they look like a rat crossed with a kangaroo.
My favorite part about Rottnest was when Chris and I went snorkeling on the reef. I had never been snorkeling before, so it was a great feeling to be so close to all the fish and sea creatures, even if the water was REALLY COLD!!
We also spent some quiet time over the last days in Perth, exploring the city and getting ready to leave on the bus tour from Perth to Adelaide.
The bus tour left early on Sunday morning. The first stop on our trip was the historic township of York on the Avon river. The town was the first inland settled town, and was a shipping center, sending mined goods further down the river to the bigger coastal city of Perth. We took some time to look around York, and discovered the river was more like a stream now, due to the drought, and that the hotel was abandoned after the owner tried to burn it down and claim insurance! It was a cosy little town, and a good spot to stop on our road trip.
The next stop was the rabbit proof fence. The fence was designed to prevent rabbits from invading the fertile land that was being used for farming wheat, one of Australia's biggest wheat belts. The fence only had mixed results, and the rabbits ended up coming onto the other side and eating some of the farmland, but nowhere near the number that could have gotten through had it not been for the fence being built.
Sunday night we went to see Wave Rock. This rock was originally made famous by an American photographer who won the New York photography competition with a photo of this granite formation. On top of the rock, there is a water catchment area and a dam, which supplies water to the township.
The next day was full of challenges. The first challenge we faced was in the morning, the tyre on the trailer with all our gear in it lost it's tread. Luckily our tour guide, Ash, could change it quickly and we were soon on our way again. We were heading towards Esperence, but because a cyclone had come by about a week earlier, our route was blocked. The detour was only an extra 70km, which is nothing in the Australian scrub land. The detour took us on unmade roads, which were not kept very well. The back of the trailer fell ajar, and my pillow, KL's rucksack and a sleeping bag fell out the back! We found the rucksack, but had no luck with the pillow and the sleeping bag. I guess that's my donation to the Australian landscape.
That evening, we visited a beautiful spot called "Cape LeGrand". It has some of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen, and like Rottnest Island, most of them were deserted!
The next day we climbed Frenchman's peak, a rocky outcrop that looks like a French sailor's hat. I thought it looked more like a mound with a rabbit jumping over it. The top was really windy, but the view was stunning. Once we got to the top, the sun decided to show up, but it was still a bit nippy.
We went on a hike along the coastline, and saw lots of cool birds and coastal plants. The beach looked stunning from several vantage points throughout the walk, and I took far too many photos.
That night we camped at a bush camp near the start of the longest and straightest road I have ever seen. It felt like when they were planning the road, someone just ruled a line on the map! The bush camping was a lot more fun than I had imagined it would be, and I loved the really clear night sky you could see from this remote part of Australia.
The 90 mile straight was on our travel path for the next day. We stopped along the way to check out the caves that surround the Nullabor region. Unfortunately, we were not able to go swimming in the caves as we had hoped because the safest cave fell down last year. It was still neat to hear about the cave system that is still a mystery to most explorers and could hold some of Australia's most rare and prehistoric creatures.
On some of these remote and straight parts of the road, they have airstrips for the flying doctor's service, complete with the piano keys and everything! I think it's fairly rare that they are used though.
Our next stop was Eucla. It's pretty much the dead center of nowhere. They are the closest town to the border of Western Australia and South Australia. The town used to be Western Australia's communication link to the rest of the world, because they hosted a large telegraph station, however due to the shifting sand dunes, and erosion caused by rabbits, the town got buried under the sand. The ruins of the telegraph station are still visible, and I have included a couple photos of it. The coolest part about Eucla would have to be the friends we made there. In particular the barman, Craig. **Hi Craig** We had lots of fun that night, and ended up having photos taken on the whale (which has a sign next to is saying "do not climb on the whale") LOL. It was most amusing.
The next part of our journey was stopping at the SA border village, which is a glorified fuel station and a customs checkpoint to make sure you aren't infecting the country with fruit flies.
The next day, we stopped to view the Bunda Cliffs. These cliffs are about 100 meters tall, and are very fragile. The Nullabor runs right to the edge of the cliffs, and this is one of the most stunning sections of coastline in Australia. This is a favorite spot for whale watching in the right season.
We traveled on to a small town called Fowler's Bay, stopping to have a look at the Dingo fence. Once stopping that night at Fowlers Bay, we went sand boarding. Fowlers Bay is one of those towns which is going to become victim of the sand dunes over the next 50 years.
We went swimming with the seals and dolphins at Baird Bay. Chris and I bought an underwater disposable camera, and we took some photos, but we haven't gotten the photos developed as yet.
We stopped at Murphey's Haystacks, which is another granite formation, said to look like haystacks on a property that was owned by a guy named Murphy. Wow, Australians are so imaginative with naming places. That night, we stayed at a farm, and managed to see comet McNaught in the night sky.
The next day, we learned to surf. and made our way slowly closer to Adelaide. We stopped at some little towns that are not really mentionable, and camped in another spot that was incredibly windy. (I can't remember the name of the town though) I think by this stage of the trip I was pretty tired and spent nearly an entire day sleeping in the bus.
Upon arriving in Adelaide, we all went out to dinner at the local Thai restaurant. The rest of our stay in Adelaide was fairly uneventful. The highlights were: going to visit Sravan, watching Em and Ash's play, visiting Glenelg on the tram, visiting the national wine center in the botanic gardens and the local design university.
Then we headed home on the plane, flying with virgin blue, watching the beautiful sunset. Chris's Dad gave us a lift home from the airport, after we forgot where the car was parked in the airport carpark!
All up, it was a fantastic trip, and I can highly recommend that you go out and see Australia! =)
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