Month 4 folks. I’ll just repeat that, month 4. Already.
Don’t know how it feels for you, but for me, it feels like it has just
flown by. Wasn’t it just a few days ago
that I was languidly sipping cappuccinos in Fremantle? Exploring Perth and Kings Park by bicycle? How many laundry days is that? Ah, laundry day…
Well, it must have been longer than I think
because today saw the arrival of November.
With only 7 weeks til Xmas. I
could do the whole “where has the year gone?” bit, but we can save that and do
it to death on or around New Years Eve.
Or maybe New Year’s Day as we sober up on the ferry to Manly to recover.
New Year’s Eve. Now that is going to be fun. It’s always a great time in Sydney due to the
world-renowned firework display. But
over the years it has become so expensive that I was resigning myself to
sitting out with a pic-nic and watching them from a spot of grass. That was if I could find said spot of grass
amongst the hundreds and thousands of people who throng the Harbour and all the
available vantage points along the various shores and bays.
Many people have essentially been priced
out of a lot of the ways to see the fireworks.
Just getting entry to a place like the Opera Bar (where I watched the
fireworks for free in 2001) is now costing in excess of $300. And that is without drinks. I think you get a couple of peanuts on entry,
but I may have misread the small print.
A popular way of enjoying them is by boat, bobbing around the Harbour,
but this is now in excess of $500. But
you get a complimentary lifejacket.
So it was with great joy that I stumbled
upon the fact that Luna Park was having a New Year’s Eve party, headlined by a
winner of the Australian version of the X-Factor. Don’t ask me, I didn’t even watch the UK
version. Well, Ricki Lee’s presence is
not why I booked the tickets. The fact
that they were only $99 each was the reason.
And when you realise the venue of Luna Park is virtually under the
bridge, then you get a sense of what a bargain these tickets are. Luna Park is the Coney Island of Sydney. A 1930s theme park, which has been around
since, well, the 1930s actually. I think
some of the rides may have been updated since then, or at least mechanically
maintained, as these are also open to use on the night. And the great thing is, it’s over 18s
only. So big kids can play little kids,
without the inconvenience of little kids getting in the way.
Just 59 days to get through. And this will fly by I’m sure. Since we last spoke I have now started work
and been there 3 weeks already. Where
does the time g… ha ha. Working has
brought a little structure back into my life.
Without a little ballast I always find myself drifting a wee bit. I need anchoring to something just to keep me
in one place. And anchored I am, doing
the 9 to 5, and enjoying the novelty (for me) of getting paid fortnightly. It seems to be a feature for many Australian
employers to pay fortnightly, for reasons I can’t seem to fathom. All I know is that I am now nearly skint, yet
another payday is just around the corner.
This works for me. I can even put
up with going into one of the ugliest buildings in Sydney each day to earn my
corn.
I have other things to update you on but
feel I have taken up enough of your time already. One reader recently accused me of
waffling! How very rude.
With that, I will say adios, y hasta leugo. Till the next time...
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