August 25, 2010 § Leave a comment
The humidity is the first thing that greets me the moment I set foot out of Darwin airport. It is stifling, and coming from a Sydney winter, is not that comfortable at 2am in the morning. Looking for the airport shuttle to A’s place, the heat makes me weak and I decided to take a cab. Gnarly cab driver is a chatterbox, who informs me that 15 degrees in Darwin (if it ever reaches that temperature) means everyone stays home like there is a snowstorm outside. I was too grumpy to disagree. I believe this is the farthest I’ve ever been in Australia, and the first time in the Northern Territory. I felt a bit of travel excitement re-emerging, ever since my last visit to a new place was back in January. It was a short weekend trip to meet up with old college friends. Despite it being a weekend, I notice something very curious about Darwin. There are hardly any people out in what they call ‘the city’, made up of a few streets of shops, a handful of restaurants, and a supermarket. With a population of 110,000, it seemed like only a few hundred people were out, with a lot of them being tourists like me. I wondered how people spent their weekends here. Probably hanging out with the large army of crocodiles that seem to live in the waters. My friend frantically cautions me not to step near the water by the beach, as they caught two crocs there recently. A twinge of disappointment, as the water is exceptionally beautiful. There is not much to do in Darwin ‘metropolitan’ area, and the national parks are really the key interest points in the NT. Kakadu was one of my places to go on my trip there, but my friends wanted a lazy weekend, and it being a such a short visit, we spent our time just lounging by the pool and gorging ourselves silly with food. The heat and humidity made us very sleepy, slow, and by Sunday, we became sloths. It was impossible not to be. The flight home was long and uneventful, but I was quite glad to be back in Sydney. The city is where I belong.
August 18, 2010 § Leave a comment
For the first time in my adult life, I am voting. As a displaced individual for as long as I can remember, moving from place to place with no real country to call ‘home’, this is a milestone. In preparation for this important occasion, I have been paying attention to what politicians have to say. So many have asked me who I was voting for, and as I find myself telling people that I was undecided, deep in my mind I knew who it was going to be the minute the election was called. Although I don’t claim to understand all their policies, I can reveal that I dislike one of them a lot less than the other. However, as fate would have it, I will be in Darwin on my first election weekend. Due to this situation, I have made many extra efforts to obtain an Early Postal Vote, which I have put in the mail this very afternoon. So, this weekend, from the Northern Territory, I will be holding my breath with the rest of the nation, and being, for the first time, a part of something bigger than myself.
PS 25/8/10: Just my luck to have a hung parliament for my first voting experience.
August 5, 2010 § 2 Comments
I know I haven’t been posting anything lately, but the truth is, I’ve been too busy working, and watching TV. Yes, watching TV. All the bad daytime shows with Whoopi and Ellen, and the mediocre primetime TV with nerdy techie genius goth girls. Their make-up and outfits get weirder every episode, and for the life of me I really don’t get why they have to be so gothicly bizarre. However, it is oddly satisfying watching bad TV on my new LED 42″ awesomeness. The picture is just so clear it is almost scary and unnerving every time I look at the screen. Perhaps this is only a strange phenomenon because I have been deprived of a TV for 2 years. Some folks would call that insane, but now I am slowly gathering my TVness back. Watching it during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Life is sweet.