Thursday, December 18, 2003

My Dear Raffi, I know what a white pointer is, just didn’t want to log about it. In fact I have to copy and paste what a friend sent and his definitions re my last logs. Here it is.

lorikeets: a parakeet from lori
Boxing Day: what you do to an englishman the day after the wallabies lose the rugby final Hobart race: hobo+art = vernisage aussie style - where street bums sell their art


"white pointers": this is what happens if you have your bikini top on and a cold wind blows in from the south. they are so distracting that you shouldn't swim if there are many around. usually appear in pairs.
I decided to play tourist today. So after a healthy juicy huge mango, I caught the bus to Manly Beach. When tourists come to Sydney they either go north to Manly or to Bondi where all the kiwis (New Zealanders) are found. Heaps of kids (all surfies) were on the bus obviously wagging school since yet again it was a perfect day. Kids still stand up to give their seats to women and elderly people, it’s great. So I get to the beach and it’s packed, like I said it’s touristy.

As soon as I went into the water to cool off, the announcement comes on from the lifeguards calling everyone back from the water, as there were severe rips. The announcement also said that if you didn’t come out of the water then you would be liable to pay a fine of $110. I’ll try and post before and after shots and the beach was closed for the day. Unperturbed they all come out including myself and still enjoyed lying on the sand. They started giving out free cold drinking water in bottles for everyone and announced that if we wanted to swim we could just go up the coast a bit but no one seemed to care. Back to my usual beach tomorrow where there’s less people and cleaner water and sand, what do tourists know?

Can one overdose on seafood? I’ll be the first I reckon. So far I’ve had seafood everyday, South Indian, Thai, Chinese, Japanese, Lebanese, great cuisine everywhere. I’ll have to venture off to Darling Harbour still, the Italian suburbs for some delicious Italian meals and the trendy bars in the city. All for now, I’m off to have fish at my Mum’s.






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