Monday, February 18, 2008
Back on the boat to Melbourne. I’ve had a wonderful time in Tasmania except for the fact that my nose in now peeling and blistered. The burn on my neck and chest is the worst, and hurts like buggery, it’s mottled so I’m REALLY hoping that it doesn’t blister too. Dad and I did a huge amount of walking and I am completely buggered. I won’t sleep tonight- we have these reclining seats on the boat and I didn’t sleep at all on the way over- so I might as well use the time to catch up on the studying I have not been doing so far. I am SO behind. I have no idea how I get it all done at home seeing as I am doing nothing here and have not gotton any reading done.
On another note I guess I really have lost my accent. When I asked someone to take a picture of me and my dad they asked where in the US I was from and didn’t believe I was originally from Melbourne.
On another note I guess I really have lost my accent. When I asked someone to take a picture of me and my dad they asked where in the US I was from and didn’t believe I was originally from Melbourne.
Friday, February 15, 2008
The landing in Melbourne was terrible. I don’t know if it was my body finally saying “enough” or it was just the plane itself but I felt TERRIBLE afterwards. That brain numbing tingling was back, along with nausea. It reminded me of right before I had to go in the hospital last year when I just felt like I wanted to die. I felt a bit better once in the fresh air. Mum made sausages and I am not sure if my stomach has been Americanized, or if it was just from the landing I actually felt pretty nauseated again. The rattle in Dad’s car, nor the fact that I fell asleep didn’t help matters much. Met and had “a cuppa” with Marie, and got to play (or rather get covered with biscuit) with Ash (the baby grandson). I decided to take a nap before dinner and ended up sleeping through until 5am this morning. I guess I needed it. I missed a lamb roast with garlic bread, and I even slept through Dad taking Maries pajama’s out from under the pillow I was sleeping on. Good news is that my belly and head feel MUCH better, although I still have that lurking dizziness behind my eyes.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Flight
There is nothing like the freezing cold to wake you up when you hoped to stay tired. After purposely not sleeping so that I could sleep on the plane the 9 below in Albany work me right up. We had to walk on the tarmac to get on the plane, and seeing as I had left my coat in Ana’s car (I don’t need it where I am going after all) I was very very cold. The ‘puddle jump’ to Dulles went well, except fpr the fact that they made the cabin so hot that the 10 degree weather was a relief. Then on to San Francisco. I got myself a cup of coffee and a Donut, and boarded the plane. I had a window seat so that makes for good sleeping, and I feel asleep on takeoff. Problem being that the previous mentioned cup of coffee was in the pocket in front of me for takeoff. And I ‘found’ it when I moved in my sleep and the still-hot coffee poured all the way down my leg. So the next 6 hours were wet, cold and uncomfortable. Luckily Glenn was doing laundry and I didn’t have to smell like coffee all the way to Australia. I ate my Panda Express and drank Jamba Juice which made me very happy, and then back on the plane. Unfortunately I got a middle seat (no wall to lean on to sleep nor easy access to the aisle) so it was not the most comfortable, luckily though the people I was sitting with was really nice. The girl next to me (Carol) was going to New Zealand, and while the guy on the aisle slept most of the way, as soon as one of us moved he’d get up to let us out, meaning no climbing. They even had a sharps container on board so I didn’t have to go digging for mine (which I think I forgot) while the light was on. About 3 hours before we landed (and 10 hours into the flight) I got up to do some stretches because my left knee had cramped and got to talking to a very cute nice guy (Steve I think his name was) coming home from Florida. As we were talking it came out that I was Australian. He laughed and said he thought I was a yank because of my accent. I guess I really do need to go home!!!! Well, 2 hours left and this battery is almost dead. I’ll write more when I can. *kisses*
Monday, February 04, 2008
My Dress
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