‘Ello Mates! (Finally, I know!)
I am COMPLETELY in love with this country and have a hard time staying in; hence why this post is so delayed. Luckily my travel companion, Marisa, keeps a VERY detailed journal and could remind me of what we have been up to. So here goes it:
Last Sunday, our little family ditched the group tours again for some self-guided exploration. We went to Hyde Park where there is a huge monument and building dedicated to Anzac war survivors. The park is small with shallow pool and flower arrangements that form pictures when you look at them from overhead. We then walked through the park to the Hyde Park barracks where we looked at an old prison. They have many artifacts saved because rats had been stealing from the people over the years and hiding possessions under the floorboards. They even had a Fanta soda can; I had no idea soda cans were so old! The best part of the museum, to me, was the children’s guest book on the way out. Two of the best entries were 1. A drawing of a man with a ball and chain on his ankle saying “I am CONVICT” and 2. “I like milk.” After this we went to the Botanical Gardens. The park is insanely huge filled with dozens of types of flora and fauna as well as unique animals. We laid on grass that was the spongiest ever; we still talk about it. The coolest sights in the park were thousands of bats sleeping in the trees (they are so restless and occasionally go for a quick flight, possibly sleep-flying?) and the eels in one of the ponds. At the bottom of the sloping gardens is part of the huge harbor of Sydney. We walked along the water until we arrived face-to-face with the infamous OPERA HOUSE. It’s amazing in person, but a little on the yellowish side. We had lunch in Circular Quay (pronounced “key”…most difficult thing ever to get used to!) by the harbor and then went back to the park. We all slept like babies on the grass and some got their very first Sydney-lack-of-ozone-sunburns. After a long day, our beds felt amazing!
On Monday, we woke up to our first day of Sydney Freedom (no orientation or school). Sophie, Grant, Ted and I went shopping in the central area. Sophie has been talking about the store Supre since we applied for study abroad and I was SO excited to go with her. There are four floors of clothing heaven (like H&M but BETTER) and Soph and I had our arms full after attacking the first corner we saw. After trying on more than is allowed in a dressing room we both left with cute dresses! And we felt really responsible for putting back a dress each that we actually wanted – too bad we talked about them so much that we ended up going back a few days later to buy them J. We helped Ted with his shopping mission and found him board shorts and an excellent pair of Australian, authentic Billabong flip-flops (where the workers were so excited to meet me- from the surf capital of the world!) While we were out we found out something fashionably HORRIBLE – boys here where Jorts (jean shorts) and then we found jirts (a jean shirt). WHY?! After much shopping and browsing, we met Marisa and Steph at the Myar food court and had “Yoghurt.” Yogurt here is just WAY better and they sell it everywhere: with berries, mango, passion fruit or musseli. That night, we had yet another family dinner (which is quite the talk of all the other cliques here): Kabobs made on the rooftop coin-operated BBQ – we are so Aussie already.
Tuesday brought good weather and a beach day at Bondi Beach! We left at 9am and spent more money than was necessary on two busses and a train to get there. (We later found out that there is a bus that goes directly from our corner to the beach, ugh.) It was a typical California beach morning complete with slight rain and fog that scared many of the east-coasters. I laid there knowing the patterns of beach weather and was pleasantly greeted by the sun for the rest of the day an hour later. The beach was GORGOUS: blue skies, blue-clear water, big waves all set in a cove comparable to Laguna Beach. This time, we added more to the family and had Jonney and Matt (“Goy”) come along – the boys loved not being outnumbered. Unfortunately, we had to leave early for the first day of class. We take Anthropology of Australian Culture at the University of Sydney, taught by a BU Professor named Mark. The classroom is in a Harry Potter-ish school in a room filled with bleacher style pews. Classes here are excessive and boring. Good thing the county is beautiful and I’m here to learn from my experiences outside the classroom more than in it.
Wednesday is another Anthro-filled day. We have field trips every Wednesday to places with some curriculum related significance. Sophie, Ted and I were in the same group and we went to the Hyde Park Barracks (this time we got to see a room filled with hammocks that prisoners slept in) and the Library Museum where much of Sydney’s history is exhibited. Afterwards, our family met up and had sushi to-go rolls in Hyde Park. Then, we made our way home for MORE class. Three hours of anthro made us hungry again and we hit up the local backpacker bar that serves $5 meals: Lansdowne. We ended up running into a ton of BU kids and stayed there all night. It was some of the most fun we’ve had here!
On Thursday, Ted and I went running in Victoria Park together. The public parks here are extremely well kept. My calves are still tight from running to keep up with something two feet taller than me! After some self-induced exercise torture, we had class…or as I like to call it “the day of hell.” We went to class early to sign up for our anthro modules of choice. Ted and I got there first and so we know we got into the discussion group about Australian sports and culture; I am SO excited to learn about cricket and rugby. Then, we started our second class: Brand Advertising. EW! Goy, Marisa, Grant and I are all subjected to the most monotone, dry teacher every week for EIGHT hours learning things I learned freshman year and preparing for a project that is easier than the one I did in Intro to Advertising. It’s torture. Then, we had Anthro for another 3 hours. I think they are trying to KILL us. Call for help. After being subjected to this, we all grabbed food from the grocery store and sat around on the floor of Grant’s room before quickly passing out.
When Friday rolled around I was very happy that it was the last day of class for the week. We had glorious brand advertising (when our teacher says brand he really says “brain” and confuses me completely with his accent) in the morning for 4 hours. After, Soph and I bought the dresses we had been drooling over and went to Paddy’s market to stock up on cheap food. Grant made us his special Michigan Salad and then we put on fancy dresses and went out for the night. We went to Darlo Bar in Darlinghurst (an outdoor patio place) with Adam (the kid who studied abroad at BU last year) and his friends. Then, we went to this super snazzy place called Victoria Bar (think gentleman’s club, brandy, titanic, English and you may picture this otherworldly, fancy place where we were). I couldn’t afford to do anything except sit there and thank bob I was dressed so nicely to fit in with the Sydney party elite.
Saturday was AUSTRALIA DAY!!! (Their version of the 4th of July). We started out celebration in Sydney Harbor where we saw the opera house from across the water in the prettiest light yet. We also joined in on the pride by adorning ourselves with AUS flag tattoos (Temporary; don’t worry dad). We walked down Mcquarie Street and saw the most amazing old car show I have ever witnessed – literally hundreds of beautiful, mouthwatering vroom vrooms! My favorite was a teal convertible that the boys didn’t approve of because it wasn’t stick…geesh! We then ate lunch in Hyde Park from the BBQ vendors. Sophie and I got the BEST corn EVER…it also proved to be the juiciest when Grant tried a bite and managed to give me a complete shower. We napped under the bats on the spongy grass in the Botanical Gardens and then went to Circular Quay for fish and chips. We ate on a patch of grass on the side of the Harbor and watched the crazy Aussies prance around all dressed in flags with painted faces. After stuffing our faces and turning into grease filled blobs, we walked over to Darling Harbor for the fireworks. We sat on a Bridge that separates the harbor in two and were face-to-face with the most AMAZING fireworks show I have ever seen. The opening was like the best finale I have ever seen at Disneyland…imagine the finale here! On our way home, we passed by the Real World House and the security guy outside let us peek inside! AWESOME.
On Sunday, we went to Coogee Beach and laid out all day. I am SO dark. Everyone else has gotten NARLY sunburns at some point and I guess I’m just really luckyJ. After a great day on lunch on the beach and playing in the waves we went home and Ted made everyone dinner with his new fancy Wok. I made the mistake of saying that I liked spicy food and couldn’t feel my tongue till morning after eating the stir-fry.
Today (Monday), we went to the pool at Victoria Park (across the street). Not only did I get to swim laps (felt so good!), we tanned and planned out our spring break! I am very excited and will fill you in as we finalize our fantasy trip. I devoured a chicken burger from an amazing place in the mall with Grant and am finally enjoying the free time I have (and finally getting to update this blog). I think I should go and do some reading though because, if you have noticed, I haven’t mentioned doing any actual schoolwork yet.
Peace and love.
XOXO gabs