Friday, November 16, 2012

Brisbane

At 4:30 am the next morning my phone alarm went off. It read 5:30 [apparently not all states follow daylight savings]. I was awake, alive, and moving, until I realised the time was wrong.

At 5:30 am the next morning my phone alarm went off. It read 6:30 [this was good]. I was less awake, less alive, and trying to move. I was off the see the solar eclipse with Jacob and Blake, a stanford student we met the night before. It was to peak just before 7, so we trekked all the way out to Kangaroo point. The 'ah, yeah should only be around a quarter hour' walk took 45 minutes, but the weather was great and we were continuously entertained by all the running people and groups boxing outside. The actual eclipse was really quite interesting, with its first appearance coming in the form of shadows shaped like cresent moons, instead of circular forms. Then, when we got a chance to actually look at the sun [and when I could finally see again after staring at it through my camera lens] we used 3 pairs of sunnies on top of eachother to get a view. It was really nuts how weird the sun looked. It looked like the moon sorta.  I got a few decent pictures, but none that could compare to the pictures that the girl nearby was getting. Eventually a dude sat on the neighboring bench with special glasses to see the eclipse and he let us try his tin-foil glasses. Literally looks like you're looking through foil, but it worked so goddamn well.

After this early morning adventure we wandered around a bit and got lunch before realising that we woke up way too early to maintain functionality for the remainder of the day, and took a nap. Post nap we went back into the city and I speed wrote a couple of letters and postcards to mail out. It was early evening and we saw that there was somesort of market [basically entirely food] on, so we walked by and since it was about to close, the prices were hilariously cheap. Heaps of mangos and random veges later, we were off to the supermarket to purchase a few more staples in order to have an epic massive feed.

Dinner was funny and vaguely flavourless with our lack of oil or spices, but did the job as we drank aroudn in the hostel and played pool before going to bed.

Our room was filled with a good wee crew of people, from another jenny who was working there to a man from the netherlands who so quickly and openly told us about his bitch exwife who moved with the kids to australia.

To and from parts of the city there was a shuttle service that the hostel ran, and the drivers were always funny and knowledgable, and essentially helped plan the rest of our oz trip by suggesting new places.

The next morning we met Ross, Jacob's friend, in the city and hung out in the Botanical Gardens. The animals there were really weird [oh, side note. bats. They have heaps of massive bats in this country that are ridiculously weird to see fly through the trees], but mostly just birds. The free internet allowed for a wee skype sesh, and before we knew it we were on a train to the next destination: Gold Coast.

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