I’m sure I did Lose Yourself better than Slim Shady.
It’s been a month of sunburn, sports, and snakes (ok, no
snakes, but a bird flew into our kitchen and I was freaked out for days.) As a
blog about each experience –shared on every social media outlet, obvs- would
potentially lose me all my friends and followers, here’s a mini summary of some
of my favourite moments from the past few weeks…
Camberwell Market
I have officially vowed I’m never going to shop elsewhere
whilst I’m here. And even though Cotton On Body is currently having a sale, and
I’ve been tempted, so far, I’ve kept to it.
There is no need to go anywhere else, because this place is basically a
huge car boot sale where you can get tops for £2. Yes, you have to riffle
through some buckets of a few rags until you get anything half decent. Yes, you
will have to haggle quite a bit. And yes, some of the things I got don’t quite
fit. But it’s the bargain that counts, right?
Karaoke
Our lives were changed forever when we discovered a Japanese
Karaoke just down our street. That may be an exaggeration, but it seemed that
way as I belted out Abba, rapped along to Eminem and rain danced to Africa. The
alcohol may have helped, but I’m sure I did Lose Yourself better than Slim
Shady himself.
Phillip Island
Convincing a baby kangaroo to trust me enough to eat from
palm is probably going to go on my LinkedIn along with my other life
accomplishments. The island is just a few hours outside Melbourne, and is a
stunning little chunk of nature. You can go to a nature reserve and hang out
with some Roos and some emus (which by the way are utterly terrifying… Check
out Number 2.) The Island is also famous for it’s Penguin Parade where you can
get up close with the smallest penguins in the world, which are –both unimaginatively
and adorably- called Little Penguins.
Surf Camp
Okay, stop laughing. Yes I did go on a weekend devoted to
surfing. For all those who witnessed me in PE class (on the rare occasions I
didn’t skive with a “headache”), I know this seems unlikely. Unsurprisingly, I
was not a natural. In fact, I may
have swallowed most of the Indian Ocean, so, sorry about that, Earth.
F1
As every other activity I’ve listed all involved spending
money, it’s pretty great to talk about getting some back. Yay, I’m earning!
This past month I worked at the Melbourne Grand Prix. The soles of my feet and
my eardrums may never be the same, but it
was worth it. All whilst being a grandstand attendant, I got to see Lewis
Hamilton’s head as he whizzed past, I patted a guide dog and I got to use a megaphone. So, whose the real winner, Mr.
Vettel?
My First 25 Days In Melbourne
Skulls and Swirls at the NGV
