I'm finding it so hard to believe that I have only been here for 2 and a half weeks. Crazy times! I don't feel like I've achieved all that much, but I think I'm starting to really get to know the city well now, and it's definitely been fun.
The week mainly started in a mass of room viewings which was just frustrating in the extreme... I have lost count of the amount of rooms that go before I even get there at my appointed time. I was offered 2 houses in one day though, which was cool but I had to turn them down. Still, it's start! Back on the hunt today, with 2 viewings this afternoon. Fingers crossed it works out soon.
Cathy and I found our local trivia night, which is always good. We didn't come last either :) The quiz master was the guy who played Phil in Neighbours many moons ago, which amused me immensely. Maybe that was the vino...
I caught up with a couple of friends during the week, caught up on my sushi consumption (something that I have been missing horribly since I left Vancouver almost 2 years ago!) and checked out the National Gallery of Victoria. It's free, which was a huge incentive! The bit that I saw was a little disappointing though - maybe I shouldn't have started with the European section... Still, it's freeness and immense size means that there is much more wandering through it left to do.
Friday night we caught the music gig of a friend of a friend. It was awesome, but led to me being rather hungover the next day at my first AFL (Aussie rules football) game. D'oh. It was ridiculously sunny and warm, which doesn't quite work with a hangover. I enjoyed the game though, and Cathy is a good guide, even if she did laugh at me a lot for holding my "Go Pies!" banner upside down. We were supporting Collingwood Magpies, who wear strips remarkably like Newcastle United, which was a bit bizarre. Unfortunately they didn't win.
Sunday was the Grand Prix. Something I haven't followed for a few years, but used to watch avidly when I was younger, and I've been listening to the cars since Thursday - man alive, are they loud! We're about 8km from the track and they woke me up on Sunday morning. It's a bit strange because they don't really seem to follow the F1 over here so most of the crowd were Brits. Still, that meant for an awesome atmosphere when 2 Brits came 1st and 4th as everyone ran onto the track afterwards. It was pretty cool to be standing on the start/finish line with thousands of other people - I'm such a big kid. The Who played live afterwards. All in all, an awesome day!
I should get back to flat hunting... 'til next time, I love and miss you all
