August 3, 2010
After 6 weeks in Australia, I am finally bored out of my mind. I’ve kept a “To Do” list and done everything except the things I don’t really want to do but feel I should.
The result of this boredom and procrastination is that I finally decided to update my own blog and chronicle my experience of moving to Australia.
Sound good? Yes, it do.
I am awaiting my visa anyway, and without a full time job and a withering money tree, I need to fill my time with something. These are the things I came up with:
- Chris’s mom said I could help cook dinners, so I am learning to cook.
- There is a river I can walk around.
- I have read two novels of gargantuan length
- Walks to the nearby fruit stand to practice counting out Australian coins.
Here are the problems with attempting those things:
- I have set fire to 3 kitchens and flooded one. Plus something always gets cut, burned, or broken, usually one of my body parts. I did not tell Chris’s mom these things.
- I dropped the spare house keys into the river while trying to protectively keep them in my pocket. They are gone forever.
- The novels nearly devastated me and have thus sent me into a spiraling obsession of wikipedia-ing, documentary downloading, and library checking-out of every WW2 book within a 50-mile radius.
- I buy chocolate instead.
The way I figure, Australia is my next country to go crashing through. Plus, being given all access to a kitchen full of things I don’t understand, there’s sure to be some good writing material here somewhere.
So yes, the chronicles of the move Down Under begins.
Today Chris asked me what was the biggest most Australian thing I have noticed about his country. I thought for a moment, then came up with two things: kangaroos and chicken parmigiana.
He shot me a look somewhere between disgust and disappointment. What did I say?? Chicken parmigiana is a very tasty dish! And kangaroos are just awesome!
I was getting very discouraged, actually, after week 5 went by and no kangaroos BOING BOING BOING-ING into the yard. Finally, after much pleading and carrying on like a snotty-nosed 5 year old, Chris drove a happy me to the outback to see some wild kangaroos.
The outback was only about 15 minutes by car down a freeway. We pulled off the highway and down a road, past a field with some trees . . . . .some more trees . .. . .another field. . . and there they were! Kangaroos!! About fifty of them!! They were grazing like a herd of deer, so we parked and proceeded to cross the field toward them.
One by one they lifted their little heads and stared at us. It was cute. Then it was creepy. They stared at us unblinking. Like the moo-cows in England. Just stared. And stared. And then, BOING BOING BOING! Off they went!! Scared shitless of us. ☺
But there we have it. Let adventures begin. Click HERE for the most recent blogs!