Good Fun

That's something everyone says down here, "that's good fun." or "she's good fun." or "it was good fun." It sounds so modest to me. Why not "great fun" or "fantastic fun"?

Friday, July 1

I went to a huge union rally at Town Hall. The speech was broadcast live all over Australia.



The Town Hall was beautiful on the inside. I was glad I got to see it. The rally it's self was interesting.. it's one of those things that the people who aren't in the unions don't really care about though.





Friday we tried to go Salsa dancing, but the place only plays salsa on wednesday nights. So we went to our favorite local bar.

I purchased my first ever alcoholic drink! It was a rum and coke, hand picked by the bartender. It wasn't too good, I sipped it for a long time and didn't finish it.. hardly worth $4.50! Then some friendly Aussie bought me a malibu and coke a few hours later.. which I also didn't finish but enjoyed it more. Maybe that's just because it was free.

Unfortunately I was wearing salsa shoes and my feet basically gave out by 2 AM. I couldn't walk! My feet swelled up and I had to put bandaids on most of my toes. The night before I was also in heels.. my sensitive footsies can't take the pressure I guess.



But the shoes were so cute!

Anyways, I feel asleep around 3:30 and some of our friends called us at 5 AM to tell us they had arrived safely at the hotel.. I was just like.. congratulations.

But I couldn't fall back asleep so I got up a 6 AM to go running.

Saturday July 2

I didn't get lost, but I took a nasty fall. It was a combination of the extreme exhaustion and mangled feet from the night before. I thought I was fine but today my knee really started hurting.

Anyways, my friends went off to the various markets but, I, not being able to access cash (my ATM card isn't working!), hung around and did exciting things like laundry and essays.

I did however book a trip to the Gold Coast... I'm so excited!



I went to Sydney Uni (short for university.. aussies cut everything short..) to see a lecture that I was invited too. The topic was aboriginal health care, which was fairly interesting.. although perhaps a little less interesting the second time around. but it was nice to meet some real australian students.. even though they were med students.

But the Uni was absolutely beautiful.. it's about 10 minutes outside of the main part of Sydney.



They have about 20,000 kids, and only take about 2 americans a year! ouch!



Anyways, I basically got home around 6:30.. made it till 8 and then passed out. I was so tired. Someone in my group called at 9:30 to tell me she was throwing up because of vodka.. and I was so tired and not really comprehending why she was calling me. And you know how sometimes when you're not really listening to someone you have these set things that you say, like if they are talking about something bad you might say "oh my" or "oh gosh" .. or if they are trying to impress you you say "wow" or "whoa" or "cool". Unfortunately I was so tired I became confused and used the wrong words. She was like, I'm so sick! and I was like "cool".. not really realizing it.

Sunday July 3, 2004

I woke up extremely refreshed and went on a long run.. it was.. long.



Amanda and Kathy and I went to Bondi beach to meet up with some people they met last night. It was so beautiful.. but kind of chilly. The beach was packed with people! It cost us 30 bucks to get there in a cab because of the traffic.



Anyways.. I have an essay due tomorrow around 1:30.. it's about 9 PM and I suppose I should have a crack at it.. but .. I probably will wait until tomorrow. Somethings never change.