WordPress has wished me a happy anniversary! I can’t believe I’ve kept up with this for so long, but I am really glad I have. I think it’s clearly a credit to what my life has fed me over the past year, most of which tends to be dessert as of late. On the level of a perfect New York cheesecake I reckon. Yesterday did mark my actual one year anniversary, and I spent it as quietly as is possible in the stench of fruit bats congregating in the trees of Jabiru.
Since last time…
Australia Day happened. It’s more of a celebration of the one radio station worth listening to (which in my opinion is debatable, I’d lean toward zero) called Triple J. Although I am a bit harsh in my criticism, the hottest 100 celebration was quite a good party, mixed with some MIA, Tame Impala, an appearance in the local paper, and a classic night at what is becoming one of my favorite spots…Bogarts. It’s a place for old creepy men but somehow I find it charming.
Then was my birthday. For a while there I was sure my assumption of reality was true and that I actually did have only 2 friends. But eventually they all flooded in and I was so proud to prove to my mom (visiting all the way from Maryland!) that yes I actually have met a couple of people. Thanks guys! I’m pretty sure they gave her a pretty heavy dose of what Australia and Darwin are all about. Not much hidden behind the scenes in these parts. By the way I turned 27, officially entering my late 20s. Gulp.
Next up…the Baltimore Ravens won the Super Bowl!!!!!! Unbelievable. It was like a story book season as everyone loves Ray Ray and we are all so happy to see Ed Reed get the trophy he is deserving of. Now they are both officially two of the best ever, and that makes the tally of two Super Bowls to remember. It was a bit weird watching it at 9 am on a Monday morning and with really bad Australia commercials about wearing sun screen, but that makes it no less memorable. I think I’m still riding high off that one. And now everyone here can kind of remember where I come from…hopefully. I love that football team, I really do.
Then comes a trip to New Zealand. OH MY GOD in a big American accent. If any one place can be described as stunning, it is the spot. One word is not nearly enough to describe it, but it’s also a bit of an insult as attempting to describe it at all is implying it can be done. Words can’t do it, pictures can’t do it, music can’t do it. All I can say is that I drove, walked, talked, and daydreamed the entire time. Every turn is something different and spectacular. You’re overwhelmed with the power of the earth and even you’re own eyes aren’t enough to make you believe where you actually are. My reaction was pretty much to simply take a picture and maybe that would force myself to stick the image permanently in my brain. I was there, I took a picture, I was stunned. Now remember it for the rest of your life. So romantic.