I am very sorry for the lack of posts. The truth ii, there have been countless things I would have liked to blog about, but this country is SEVERELY lacking in two categories:
Landlord Punctuality
High Speed Internet Availability
In my case, these two voids go hand in hand.
Our landlord is a really cool guy, but that is the problem. He is a 21 year old israeli that is more concerned with coming over to borrow a lighter from the British folk (who smoke like chimneys, outside) than with setting up our internet, cleaning our pool, etc.
As I am sitting in this laundrette, some sort of crack head with a trench coat is absolutely furious with the 60ish year old woman than quitely runs the fine establishment. She told him that he should not have taken a shopping cart from the grocery store and he certainly did not appreciate her thoughts on the matter. I kind of felt like saying "Why so meloncholy?", but he was a pretty large, clearly high as a kite, crackhead with a couple gnarly scars. Pick your battles.
Anyway, apparently Halloween is only a North American thing. None of the Australians or Europeans celebrate it beyond a few children dressing up and hit-or-miss trick or treating. This week Riley, the two Canucks, and I set out to change that.
We went to the dollar store (run by a Korean man wearing a hat with a question mark on the front, which I later realized is pretty accurate considering he was completely clueless) to buy decorations. We made the place an outstanding haunted mansion. Riley and I saved some money and bought a set of $5 badminton rackets and birdies and a sweatband and dressed up as badminton champs. Im pretty sure people think we are the same person considering we do everything the same. Oh well.
We decided to have a party last night (thursday). It was pretty fun and a good amount of people showed up. Our French room mate brought a ton of his french friends over. The outside of the house looked like every single frog that was there smoked 3 packs of seeegaaareeeetttteeessssss and promptly used our driveway as a "rubbish bin." I love cultural experiences. I took a pretty funny video of the night, partially narrarated by our ridiculously animated English room mate "O.B." Until we get internet at our house, I will not be able to get my computer online, so that could be up in a week or so.
As of right now, tomorrow has 2:1 odds that it will be our best day of our duration in Melbourne. Through a series of random high profile connections, Riley and I have acquired VIP tickets to Derby Day. This is the best day of a week long carnival celebrating the Melbourne Cup. The Melbourne Cup is an extremely popular horse race that the entire nation gets off work to watch. Its like the Kentucky Derby but people besides degenerate gamblers and overly posh horse-owners actually care about the outcome.
The event starts at 9am and continues until 10 am. It is very formal. Everyone has to wear their best (or only as the case may be) suit or dress. The women all wear outlandish hats and veils. All of that aside, it is considered the biggest party day of the year. Think the Preakness infield meets High Society:
PLUS
EQUALS
It is going to be something else. Too bad it costed me $35 to dry clean a suit. I miss busy bodies.
Random Thought of the blog #1: Our family friend and melbourne hook-up Mrs. Caroline Nattrass told me that I am starting to look more Aussie. Now I am not sure what that means considering I have only bought one piece of new clothing. Plus, right now I am wearing a BJ Armstrong jersey khaki shorts and rainbows. How can that be any less Australian? Oh well.
Anyhow, look forward to my next post because it should include a couple pictures and videos of our house. My laundry is finished now and barring any run-ins with a shopping cart stealing crack head, I should make it home in one piece.
Cheers!
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