It appears that over half of April has flashed right by and I haven’t made an entry in a few weeks. I would have put something up sooner, but my school gives an internet quota each month and I guess I’ve been online a lot without knowing it. So I can either buy more or wait until May 1st when I get recharged. Out of principle but mostly cheapness, I was going to wait, but no one is willing to let me use their internet so I was forced to buy some.
This month has been something though. I finally finished my first major assignment of the semester yesterday (a riveting paper about the rabbit in Australia) and I celebrated my 21st birthday! It was a good time. I had a party night to bring in my birthday and free drinks galore to complement it. Don’t worry though, I didn’t even try make it to 21 drinks. My actual birthday was fairly relaxing. Unfortunately, I had to attend class, but afterward I went out to dinner with my two friends. Still I think I might have to celebrate my Australian date (august 4th) birthday, when I get back to the states just for kicks.
On my birthday weekend, which also happened to be Easter weekend, I went sailing on a maxi boat. Me and 28 other people went cruising around Whitsundays for 3 days and it was…not as good as it could have been. Call me spoiled, but there was only a half a day of sunshine during our entire trip. Typically, the views around the islands are gorgeous and many of them are featured in calendars and on postcards. However, majority of our trip was spent either under the rain cover or in raincoats.
Still, the one day that we did have sunshine, I got slightly sunburned, seasick, and some of those postcard worthy pictures. We went to a place called Whitehaven beach where the sand is just about as white as paper and the water is as blue as the sky. The water surrounding the ocean was chalk full of wild life too. I saw a half a dozen sting rays swimming almost directly past my feet and when I got back on the boat we spotted a massive sea turtle, who looked as ancient as the sea itself!
I also took the opportunity to go snorkeling each day that we were out on the boat. The first day we went out was during low tide. I ended up going too close to the coast and practically started hyperventilating because I thought I was going to crash into a huge mound of coral. I did end up smashing into some other part of the reef, only to find out later, that what I “destroyed” was actually all ready dead coral. I swam back to where most of the group was swimming and swallowed a huge gulp of seawater because I thought one of the people snorkeling was an eel!
My freak out snorkeling experience aside, I saw some amazing stuff. I caught some spectacular “aerial” views of angelfish, schools of a zebra looking fish, fish that looked flatter than pancakes, fish bigger than my face, and rainbow fish (that the best I can do with description). I also spotted a giant clam the last day we went snorkeling. I only wish I had purchased an underwater camera, but I’m going to save that for the full blown Great Barrier Reef.
The crew on the boat was also a good time. One of the deck hands made fun of all the safety precautions she had to go through and the captain made funnies wherever he could about things that we could and couldn’t do on their boat. The skipper showed us a few games that tested out sea legs and our personal boundaries with strangers all for the sake of fun. So all in all, despite the mostly dreary weather, I had a blast sailing and I can’t wait to go again.
When I wrote the majority of this entry I was at a hostel in Melbourne, where I will be spending a four days and nights exploring the 2nd largest city in Australia. Then I flew off to Australia’s smallest state of Tasmania. Awesome aye? Lastly I'd like to give my cousin Katie a shout on her birthday. Happy Birthday cousin!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Maggie Island Diving
This past weekend I took 4 days to complete my open water diving certification of Magnetic Island, just a ferry ride away from Townsville. I can now scuba dive up to 18 meters below the surface of any body of water. During my certification instructors only took us down to a depth of about 6 meters, but it was still amazing. The feeling of being able to breath underwater is unlike any other. You have about 50 pounds of equipment on and as soon as you put on your flippers and deflate your BC its like you passed through the threshold into another world.
We started off our certification by watching several somewhat dull but essential videos and completing a written exam (which was the first test I have aced in years). Some of the information was drilled into my head so I think I’ll remember it FOREVER! Then, we put on our wet suits and air tank and practiced various skills in the pool, which we eventually duplicated in the ocean on one of our four dives. Other than the skills that every basic diver has to know we got a tour of the reef that is just off the coast of Maggie Island. Granted it wasn’t the Great Barrier Reef, but feeding the fishies and seeing stingray and coral was incredible. There is so much to see right below the water’s surface. Needless to say, scuba diving is one of my new favorite activities and I hope that I’ll do a lot more of it here and throughout my lifetime. (Marsh family, when is your next trip to the Virgin Islands?)
Other than my beautiful adventure under the sea (hah) I stayed in my first hostel type accommodation. I do not think I met one person from Australia that was staying in the entire site. I don’t even think I met a fellow American citizen. I did however meet plenty of Europeans from the UK, Germany, Denmark, and Estonia. I was amazed to see how many people were not working or going to school and simply traveling around Australia for a few months! In fact, even the diving instructors (who were the only people working, but loved what they did so much it wasn’t really work) were not born and raised in Australia.
My friend Allison, who completed the course with me, and I were placed in the same hostel as a group of English boys of around the age of 19. They were extremely friendly; they chatted us up as soon as we walked in, and a couple hours later we were sharing drinks at the pub/club attached to the hostel. Unfortunately, I never got their information so I’m not sure I’ll ever see them again.
The next night we went back to the pub/club and talked with a ton of locals who come to the hostel just to have a “night on the town.” I had some interesting conversations and developed a sense of interest in the Australian version of racism. There is a lot of stereotyping and a somewhat skewed view of the place of aborigines in Australian society. Locals seem to think that there is only a proper aborigine and a bum on the street who collects government money because of his heritage. I find this interesting because I had such an awesome time learning all that I did from a somewhat integrated aborigine, Uncle Rusty. Regardless, I just listened to what they had to say about it and retired to bed early for an early day of diving.
Luckily, Allison and I befriended a couple in our scuba diving certification class that actually liked to do the touristy stuff. After our first two real dives in the ocean we went out on a hike through the rain forest. But don’t get caught up in your typical thoughts of what a typical rainforest is. This doesn’t look like the rain forests you find in Africa or South America. No monkeys or gorillas just little animals like lizards and snakes and the occasional koala! Unfortunately, we weren’t lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a wild koala on our excursion. Despite our lack of wild koalas, I did get to know Leanne and Gary (our UK friends), and although they were slightly older (24) I felt like I was on a somewhat even playing field with them in the world. It was a strange feeling because although I thought I should feel as though they were more mature, I did not feel as though they were. Anyways, I didn't forget to get their information so maybe I'll be able to meet up with them sometime in the future.
Aside from my weekend in the water, I am just trying to get ahead on my studies before I travel around for lecture recess (aka spring break). I’ll be going to Whitsundays during Easter weekend and then to Melbourne and Tasmania less than a week later. From the looks of it, April is going to be an exciting month!
We started off our certification by watching several somewhat dull but essential videos and completing a written exam (which was the first test I have aced in years). Some of the information was drilled into my head so I think I’ll remember it FOREVER! Then, we put on our wet suits and air tank and practiced various skills in the pool, which we eventually duplicated in the ocean on one of our four dives. Other than the skills that every basic diver has to know we got a tour of the reef that is just off the coast of Maggie Island. Granted it wasn’t the Great Barrier Reef, but feeding the fishies and seeing stingray and coral was incredible. There is so much to see right below the water’s surface. Needless to say, scuba diving is one of my new favorite activities and I hope that I’ll do a lot more of it here and throughout my lifetime. (Marsh family, when is your next trip to the Virgin Islands?)
Other than my beautiful adventure under the sea (hah) I stayed in my first hostel type accommodation. I do not think I met one person from Australia that was staying in the entire site. I don’t even think I met a fellow American citizen. I did however meet plenty of Europeans from the UK, Germany, Denmark, and Estonia. I was amazed to see how many people were not working or going to school and simply traveling around Australia for a few months! In fact, even the diving instructors (who were the only people working, but loved what they did so much it wasn’t really work) were not born and raised in Australia.
My friend Allison, who completed the course with me, and I were placed in the same hostel as a group of English boys of around the age of 19. They were extremely friendly; they chatted us up as soon as we walked in, and a couple hours later we were sharing drinks at the pub/club attached to the hostel. Unfortunately, I never got their information so I’m not sure I’ll ever see them again.
The next night we went back to the pub/club and talked with a ton of locals who come to the hostel just to have a “night on the town.” I had some interesting conversations and developed a sense of interest in the Australian version of racism. There is a lot of stereotyping and a somewhat skewed view of the place of aborigines in Australian society. Locals seem to think that there is only a proper aborigine and a bum on the street who collects government money because of his heritage. I find this interesting because I had such an awesome time learning all that I did from a somewhat integrated aborigine, Uncle Rusty. Regardless, I just listened to what they had to say about it and retired to bed early for an early day of diving.
Luckily, Allison and I befriended a couple in our scuba diving certification class that actually liked to do the touristy stuff. After our first two real dives in the ocean we went out on a hike through the rain forest. But don’t get caught up in your typical thoughts of what a typical rainforest is. This doesn’t look like the rain forests you find in Africa or South America. No monkeys or gorillas just little animals like lizards and snakes and the occasional koala! Unfortunately, we weren’t lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a wild koala on our excursion. Despite our lack of wild koalas, I did get to know Leanne and Gary (our UK friends), and although they were slightly older (24) I felt like I was on a somewhat even playing field with them in the world. It was a strange feeling because although I thought I should feel as though they were more mature, I did not feel as though they were. Anyways, I didn't forget to get their information so maybe I'll be able to meet up with them sometime in the future.
Aside from my weekend in the water, I am just trying to get ahead on my studies before I travel around for lecture recess (aka spring break). I’ll be going to Whitsundays during Easter weekend and then to Melbourne and Tasmania less than a week later. From the looks of it, April is going to be an exciting month!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Pictures from Ingham area
Crystal Creek
through the swamp and thick brush is the secret swimming hole
my friend, the bouncer
I jumped off this rock, plunged 10 meters into the cool waters of crystal creek
Sunday, March 15, 2009
More from a sunburnt weekend
I know I posted this morning, but I wanted to post again because I did leave out a few things.
One last thing that Uncle Rusty taught our Linking Indigenous class was how to make fire! You twirl a stick between the palms of your hands on a plank of wood (certain types of wood have to be used). Small spurts of smoke come out and eventually you get a coal where you've been applying friction and you dump it onto some dry grass. Blow on the coal or just let the wind supply the oxygen and there you go, FIRE! Unfortunately, I have no pictures to prove that I did it, but I did. My proof was having callouses and slight pain in my knuckles from twisting the stick for a few days.
Also included in my weekend in Ingham was Big Creek located near Crystal Creek, I believe. We got to climb up some rocks and jump off of them. There was a little water slide that water had made from pouring over the rocks. Then on our way back we had a bit of a breakdown. Luckily, Jason's brother had come with us and his parents had to pick him up anyways, so they brought enough gas to get us to a fuel station so we could fill up. We ended our trip with a meal at MACCAS (McDonald's)! Even though there are plenty of places to visit in Australia, I'm not sure I'll have a weekend quite like this one in the next three months.
One last thing that Uncle Rusty taught our Linking Indigenous class was how to make fire! You twirl a stick between the palms of your hands on a plank of wood (certain types of wood have to be used). Small spurts of smoke come out and eventually you get a coal where you've been applying friction and you dump it onto some dry grass. Blow on the coal or just let the wind supply the oxygen and there you go, FIRE! Unfortunately, I have no pictures to prove that I did it, but I did. My proof was having callouses and slight pain in my knuckles from twisting the stick for a few days.
Also included in my weekend in Ingham was Big Creek located near Crystal Creek, I believe. We got to climb up some rocks and jump off of them. There was a little water slide that water had made from pouring over the rocks. Then on our way back we had a bit of a breakdown. Luckily, Jason's brother had come with us and his parents had to pick him up anyways, so they brought enough gas to get us to a fuel station so we could fill up. We ended our trip with a meal at MACCAS (McDonald's)! Even though there are plenty of places to visit in Australia, I'm not sure I'll have a weekend quite like this one in the next three months.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Sunburn in a Sunburned Country
Bill Bryson knew exactly what he was talking about when he titled his book about Australia. Thursday and Friday of this week I went out into THE BUSH with a local indigenous man, Uncle Rusty, who had us out in the sun almost all day. I'm taking a class called Linking Indigenous, which is basically an introductory course about how the indigenous people of Australia lived and evolved into what they are in today's Australia. Of course, the one thing I did not do was put on sunscreen, so I got fried. I did expect it at some point, but it's the first time in a month (yeah I've been here a month, crazy huh?) I've been sunburned.
Despite my lobster looking arms, neck, and face I learned a lot about nature from Uncle Rusty. We stopped at the most random places on the side of the road, and he starts pulling the bark and leaves off of trees. He was saying how his people use these materials to make the roofs on their homes. Various leaves are also remedies for stomach pain or can be used for dye. He even showed us one leaf, which can be found around uni, that makes soap! If I end up finding it I'll be sure never to buy soap here again.
While out ol' Rusty I heard a lot about the skin group (tribe) he was from and the traditions that they practice. Some of them I find very strange because they are just so different. One thing he said is that if girls and boys don't start acting responsible by the time they reach 14 they are speared by a member of their community! I'm pretty sure I'd have been speared. Luckily I'll make it to see 21, which happens to be in less than a month! Uncle Rusty also came back to Campus the next day and brought a few things with him. He talked about rocks that the aborigines use to attach to weaponry and engrave in things like boomerangs. Then he whipped out spears and boomerangs and taught the class how to throw them. I wasn't great at throwing the spears, but I was pretty good with a boomerang. I was the closest one in my class to almost catch it when it circled around. One thing I remember Uncle Rusty saying was the boomerang is really more distracting to the wild the aborigines hunt, but they can still do some damage if need be.
So after missing two days of class to learn about indigenous culture a little, it was Friday. I made my way to another town in Queensland named Ingham with my Australian friend Jason (who lives in there) and two of my American friends Julie and Kristen. We all stayed at Jason's house for the weekend, and it was a great experience. First, we were greeted by his family and a delicious meal. One dish with rice, ham, onion, corn, and capsicum (bell peppers) and the other dish with chicken, cooked onion, capsicim and some REALLY good tasting sauce. So far these two dishes were the best thing I have eaten in the southern hemisphere. The next night for dinner was a full scale Australian BBQ: sausages, steak, macaroni salad, coleslaw, grilled mushroom and even SHRIMP. Unfortunately, "shrimp on the barby" is not a common thing to say here despite what you may hear. Jason said it anyway though just so we could have a laugh.
Friday night after dinner we got ready and went out on the town. But when I say going out on the town, I mean walking a small distance down the main street of Ingham. We stopped at a local tavern first and had a few pints of beer. While there, Jason and I played pool with a particularly large woman who kept squinting and closing one eye to see through her beer googles and a short man with a thick black mo (mustache). We won our game of pool and then moved on to a bar next door, where ther was loud music blaring and plenty of interesting people to meet. One guy was doing some ridiculous dance moves for us and later moved on to a girl on the dance floor.
I, for one, met some interesting people while with my friends. One of the bouncers grabbed me and put me in a full head lock! I was shocked as I was being completely normal, just standing around talking or dancing a every so often. He let me go though and when I turned around he was laughing at my reaction. Later, Kristen and I got him to pull it off again so we could get pictures of it. I also met a man from Melbourne who I got a ridiculous picture with, but I'm not sure what he was doing in a small town like Ingham after coming from a bustling metropolis.
Toward the end of the night, the bouncers had to actually assert their authority because a fight broke out toward the enterance outside on the sidewalk. We managed to sneak out before anything got serious and walked the 10 minutes back to Jason's house. While walking down the main street, we came upon a german shepard wondering around and gave it some love. We figured it belonged to someone at the one of the bars along the road, but it ended up following us all the way back to Jason's! I sent it off with a firm "go away" and it ended up leaving. Oddly enough, the next morning during breakfast Jason's dad pointed out there was a lost german shepard put in the paper! Jason's mum called the owner and hopefully everything turned out okay.
Saturday, Jason's dad took us out on his boat! He took us to a "secret spot" but the hike was rough. Mainly the rough part about the hike was the fact that one of my sandles busted 2 minutes after the hike so I went barefoot. Luckily, Uncle Rusty taught me a trick to prevent getting cuts on my foot by stepping on the side of my foot first. The bottom of my left foot is a little scraped up, but I think Rusty's advise helped me.
On an unrelated topic, one thing I've been doing with my American friends and mostly Jason, but a few other Aussies as well, is talk about differences in speech. The basis of speech is of course the alphabet. Well, 2 out my 3 initials are not the same here in Australia. The letter "z" is pronounced "zed" and "h" is said "haiche" (as opposed to aiche). Other words such as oregano, Adidas, and herb are said differently and Jason and I poke fun at each other all the time about the way each other speaks. We've undergone countless hours rambling on about which one makes more sense, and of course in the end nothing is resolved. Still its something I am finding very intriguing here.
It's been a great week! I feel as though I'm truly being cultured. Now alls I have to do is catch up on school work and let my sunburn turn tan and I'll be golden.
Despite my lobster looking arms, neck, and face I learned a lot about nature from Uncle Rusty. We stopped at the most random places on the side of the road, and he starts pulling the bark and leaves off of trees. He was saying how his people use these materials to make the roofs on their homes. Various leaves are also remedies for stomach pain or can be used for dye. He even showed us one leaf, which can be found around uni, that makes soap! If I end up finding it I'll be sure never to buy soap here again.
While out ol' Rusty I heard a lot about the skin group (tribe) he was from and the traditions that they practice. Some of them I find very strange because they are just so different. One thing he said is that if girls and boys don't start acting responsible by the time they reach 14 they are speared by a member of their community! I'm pretty sure I'd have been speared. Luckily I'll make it to see 21, which happens to be in less than a month! Uncle Rusty also came back to Campus the next day and brought a few things with him. He talked about rocks that the aborigines use to attach to weaponry and engrave in things like boomerangs. Then he whipped out spears and boomerangs and taught the class how to throw them. I wasn't great at throwing the spears, but I was pretty good with a boomerang. I was the closest one in my class to almost catch it when it circled around. One thing I remember Uncle Rusty saying was the boomerang is really more distracting to the wild the aborigines hunt, but they can still do some damage if need be.
So after missing two days of class to learn about indigenous culture a little, it was Friday. I made my way to another town in Queensland named Ingham with my Australian friend Jason (who lives in there) and two of my American friends Julie and Kristen. We all stayed at Jason's house for the weekend, and it was a great experience. First, we were greeted by his family and a delicious meal. One dish with rice, ham, onion, corn, and capsicum (bell peppers) and the other dish with chicken, cooked onion, capsicim and some REALLY good tasting sauce. So far these two dishes were the best thing I have eaten in the southern hemisphere. The next night for dinner was a full scale Australian BBQ: sausages, steak, macaroni salad, coleslaw, grilled mushroom and even SHRIMP. Unfortunately, "shrimp on the barby" is not a common thing to say here despite what you may hear. Jason said it anyway though just so we could have a laugh.
Friday night after dinner we got ready and went out on the town. But when I say going out on the town, I mean walking a small distance down the main street of Ingham. We stopped at a local tavern first and had a few pints of beer. While there, Jason and I played pool with a particularly large woman who kept squinting and closing one eye to see through her beer googles and a short man with a thick black mo (mustache). We won our game of pool and then moved on to a bar next door, where ther was loud music blaring and plenty of interesting people to meet. One guy was doing some ridiculous dance moves for us and later moved on to a girl on the dance floor.
I, for one, met some interesting people while with my friends. One of the bouncers grabbed me and put me in a full head lock! I was shocked as I was being completely normal, just standing around talking or dancing a every so often. He let me go though and when I turned around he was laughing at my reaction. Later, Kristen and I got him to pull it off again so we could get pictures of it. I also met a man from Melbourne who I got a ridiculous picture with, but I'm not sure what he was doing in a small town like Ingham after coming from a bustling metropolis.
Toward the end of the night, the bouncers had to actually assert their authority because a fight broke out toward the enterance outside on the sidewalk. We managed to sneak out before anything got serious and walked the 10 minutes back to Jason's house. While walking down the main street, we came upon a german shepard wondering around and gave it some love. We figured it belonged to someone at the one of the bars along the road, but it ended up following us all the way back to Jason's! I sent it off with a firm "go away" and it ended up leaving. Oddly enough, the next morning during breakfast Jason's dad pointed out there was a lost german shepard put in the paper! Jason's mum called the owner and hopefully everything turned out okay.
Saturday, Jason's dad took us out on his boat! He took us to a "secret spot" but the hike was rough. Mainly the rough part about the hike was the fact that one of my sandles busted 2 minutes after the hike so I went barefoot. Luckily, Uncle Rusty taught me a trick to prevent getting cuts on my foot by stepping on the side of my foot first. The bottom of my left foot is a little scraped up, but I think Rusty's advise helped me.
On an unrelated topic, one thing I've been doing with my American friends and mostly Jason, but a few other Aussies as well, is talk about differences in speech. The basis of speech is of course the alphabet. Well, 2 out my 3 initials are not the same here in Australia. The letter "z" is pronounced "zed" and "h" is said "haiche" (as opposed to aiche). Other words such as oregano, Adidas, and herb are said differently and Jason and I poke fun at each other all the time about the way each other speaks. We've undergone countless hours rambling on about which one makes more sense, and of course in the end nothing is resolved. Still its something I am finding very intriguing here.
It's been a great week! I feel as though I'm truly being cultured. Now alls I have to do is catch up on school work and let my sunburn turn tan and I'll be golden.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Australia and her CYCLONE (think Baby Bash)
That's right, tropical Australia is experiencing cyclone Hamish right now. Luckily my first cyclone/hurricane experience never happened! Hamish, which by word of mouth I heard is a category 4 cyclone, went south of Townsville. I've been learning about cyclones in my environmental science class coincidentally. They sound an awful lot like tornadoes on the water. I've been learning a lot of interesting things in that class actually. I think its my favorite.
I say I think because I'm taking a class called Linking Indigenous, which only meets two time the entire semester, but all day from 9-5. One of the classes is this weekend and then we have a field trip to go on this weekend, which sounds really fun. The description says we get to throw spears and boomerangs so I'm really excited about it!
I've been making a list of places to go and so far I've signed up to go on a sailing excursion at Whitsunday on Easter weekend break. Apparently its a tourist island with gorgeous beaches, but I'm really excited to sail. I haven't been sailing since I was a camper at Calvary Camp. I also am planning to go get certified in open water diving at Magnetic Island and go skydiving over the great barrier reef with some of my American friends. I am really interested in going to Sydney and taking the Indian Pacific Train across the country to Perth as well as see Ayer's Rock/Uluru. Luckily our campus has an organization that sponsors a ton of trips, which makes the planning process a lot easier.
Yesterday was a crazy night in town. It was a triple birthday! I had an Aussie friend with a birthday and two American girls had a birthday too. Needless to say a good time was had by all. Well exept for me. I wasn't allowed into one of the bars that my friends went into because they said I was too drunk! Fortunately, I was not drunk and avoided a confrontation that I would most likely have lost. Slightly angry and annoyed and not knowing where else to go, I walked back. Two hours later and many wrong turns later I arrived back at my dorm. Now I know the way back, but I will taking the bus from now on.
Nothing else all that exciting. I'm getting around fine on the bus and I made a few friends with cars. I've been eating delicious food, when I don't eat in my dorm cafeteria. One thing I would like to do more of is get into shape. I joined the netball team my dorm has and we play other dorm buildings. Hopefully, I will start going to the gym since I paid $60 for a little over a month! More updates to come as always.
I say I think because I'm taking a class called Linking Indigenous, which only meets two time the entire semester, but all day from 9-5. One of the classes is this weekend and then we have a field trip to go on this weekend, which sounds really fun. The description says we get to throw spears and boomerangs so I'm really excited about it!
I've been making a list of places to go and so far I've signed up to go on a sailing excursion at Whitsunday on Easter weekend break. Apparently its a tourist island with gorgeous beaches, but I'm really excited to sail. I haven't been sailing since I was a camper at Calvary Camp. I also am planning to go get certified in open water diving at Magnetic Island and go skydiving over the great barrier reef with some of my American friends. I am really interested in going to Sydney and taking the Indian Pacific Train across the country to Perth as well as see Ayer's Rock/Uluru. Luckily our campus has an organization that sponsors a ton of trips, which makes the planning process a lot easier.
Yesterday was a crazy night in town. It was a triple birthday! I had an Aussie friend with a birthday and two American girls had a birthday too. Needless to say a good time was had by all. Well exept for me. I wasn't allowed into one of the bars that my friends went into because they said I was too drunk! Fortunately, I was not drunk and avoided a confrontation that I would most likely have lost. Slightly angry and annoyed and not knowing where else to go, I walked back. Two hours later and many wrong turns later I arrived back at my dorm. Now I know the way back, but I will taking the bus from now on.
Nothing else all that exciting. I'm getting around fine on the bus and I made a few friends with cars. I've been eating delicious food, when I don't eat in my dorm cafeteria. One thing I would like to do more of is get into shape. I joined the netball team my dorm has and we play other dorm buildings. Hopefully, I will start going to the gym since I paid $60 for a little over a month! More updates to come as always.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Getting Underway
It's been one heck of a week here in Townsville. I've just sorted out my schedule for school and it is looking pretty good. I think I'll have lots of time for adventuring! Honestly, I think it's about time ventured outside of Townsville and took advantage of that adventuring time. There are a number of trips coming up that I have the opportunity to go on. There is one for getting a diving certification, another to Whitsunday, and Magnetic Island. They all are somewhat expensive (really there is little here that is inexpensive), but I got a job two weeks ago as a volleyball umpire (ref) at a place named Citibeach volleyball. I'm hoping that will help me not break the bank too badly.
Things are getting off to a slow start, though. I've been somewhat inactive in planning trips past going to the beach. Classes are on the start of their second week so nothing difficult yet, and Citibeach hasn't given me many hours yet. I am however enjoying the nightlife here perhaps a little more than I should be.
There is a certain street downtown named Flinders Street where there are a lot of bars, restaurants and an outdoor mall. I've been hitting that road a lot so I've been eating and trying my fair share of food and drink. I figure its good practice for when I return to the states.
Not much else to say. I'm still meeting plenty of people, making friends, loving the whether. Pictures may be a tad scarce. My camera and computer aren't getting along, but as soon as I get some good pictures and amend the technology war, you'll see more of Australia.
Things are getting off to a slow start, though. I've been somewhat inactive in planning trips past going to the beach. Classes are on the start of their second week so nothing difficult yet, and Citibeach hasn't given me many hours yet. I am however enjoying the nightlife here perhaps a little more than I should be.
There is a certain street downtown named Flinders Street where there are a lot of bars, restaurants and an outdoor mall. I've been hitting that road a lot so I've been eating and trying my fair share of food and drink. I figure its good practice for when I return to the states.
Not much else to say. I'm still meeting plenty of people, making friends, loving the whether. Pictures may be a tad scarce. My camera and computer aren't getting along, but as soon as I get some good pictures and amend the technology war, you'll see more of Australia.
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