My first weekend in Australia

Elissa organised a bit of a get together with her friends, billed as an Election night party (it was the NSW elections on Saturday), a farewell to her old flatmate (who wasn't invited) and a chance for me to get acquainted with her people. Among them were Bec, who I'd met the previous evening, Chris, one of Australia's premier drift racers, and lots of others who I'd seen photos of before. Generally the evening was spent drinking, talking a lot of crap and, eventually, playing Buzz on the PS2. A lot like parties at home, really. There was also talk of a weekend out of town with instruments and things, which I'm looking forward to. Ursh said I'd be welcome to use her bass some of the time, so that's a relief.



On Sunday we woke up late, but discovered the clocks had changed, so we had an extra hour all of a sudden. We had sandwiches for lunch, and then headed to Bondi to go shopping. I've finally got some proper boardies (I think that's the word), you know, big swimming shorts, like what people wear on the beach in Australia.

That evening we went for kebabs with Ben (seen pictured with Memo, purveyor of kebabs) in Strathfield and then went to see Hot Fuzz at the cinema. While we were having the kebabs, we met a man who had spent 10 months in Sheffield, working for Bassetts, the licorice allsorts people. He said it was my fault he couldn't give blood, because of mad cow disease. I'm looking forward to more absurd reasons to have a go at Brits. Next time I'll pretend to be Irish I think. Hot Fuzz was full of lots of reminders of home, but it's definitely too early to be homesick, so I laughed til I ached instead.