When You're Having Fun, Time Just Flies
Sometimes when you live in such a happening city like Melbourne, you just start taking things for granted. It's really quite embarrassing. For example, we hosted the Australian Grand Prix the other weekend. Thousands of people came from all over Australia and the world to see it. They had a slow parade of race cars going through town for everyone to see. Yet I did not see a single race car.
Or how about this one - Melbourne hosted the World Swimming Championships a few weeks ago. I didn't see a single race. Funnily enough, I was in Montreal when they hosted the last WSC two years ago. Notice a pattern here?
Right now, Miss Saigon is showing at the theatre. I was quite keen to see it. But living here, I'm a bit more complacent. More of an "I can do that some time" attitude, rather than a "let's go see it NOW" attitude. Same for The Phantom of the Opera, one of my favourites. I really should go and get tickets to that. One thing I DID manage to do, however, was pick up to tickets for King Lear, with Sir Ian McKellan. He's doing a mere 5 shows here in Australia, all in Melbourne. It was sold out in moments. Still, it's not until end of July/start of August. But to see Sir Ian performing Shakespeare live? That's something that I'm not likely to see any time soon!
But back to Melbourne being a great place to live. Take this Easter weekend, for example. I had no plans. None whatsoever. However, there was enough on for a spontaneous weekend of fun. On Good Friday I played a round of golf at a nice (but unusually hilly) course with my cousin and his girlfriend. Then met up with them again later that night for dinner in Federation Square, before watching Stephen K Amos (a British comedian) at the Capital Theatre. It so happens that right now Melbourne is hosting the Internation Melbourne Comedy Festival, the second largest comedy festival in the world. This goes on for a month or so - a lot of talent and a lot of laughs. Then yesterday, I caught the movie "300" with some Kiwi compatriots. We went for Guiness at an Irish pub after on Chapel Street, felt a bit peckish so went for a yum cha (at 11pm), then kicked on for coffee/dessert further down the street. Where there was a cute waitress who got a bit carried away in her explanation of what "whipped" meant. But that's another story :) And tonight, going out for dinner again having shot down to the Vic Markets to pick up a huge bag of prawns to throw on the barbie... It's all good.
And with all the golf I've been playing, I've finally ordered up a set of golf clubs. Having them sent in from the US where I'm getting ripped on the shipping - no ground delivery option, so it's airfreighted in. If there's an upside, I'll be getting the clubs within the next few days, hopefully in time for next weekend. Did a mix and match on the set - all Callaways - so picked up a set of BB irons 4-W including a 10'er, a SW, a BB driver and one of their Heavenwoods to pick up the slack from lack of a 3. Graphite shafts, nice and light. Come on, already!


1 Comments:
gasp! no ground delivery? who'd of guessed
just reading this got me very anxious to get the move on back to the city. i've about had it with this country livin'.
miss your chats!!
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