Well, I finally booked my flight. Not as last minute as I would have liked but ahh well. Flying into Sydney on the 25th (i.e. leaving on the 23rd, since traveling to Australia is really time travel; when I come back in 4 months, I'll actually be 25 years old. It's science; look it up). I'm looking forward to hanging out in Bondi for a weekend before a roadtrip around the south island of New Zealand. While in NZ I just have two simple goals: to walk on a glacier (pronounced in the proper British manner: glass-e-er, thank you very much) and footrace a penguin. As long as one happens, I'll be happy.
Post NZ, I'll be in Melbourne for about 4 days. Perhaps I'll go to Rod Laver arena to see where I could have watched the Aussie Open....damnit. I'm quite sure there's a lot to do in Melbourne, and if not, I'm sure there are plenty of pubs. Maybe I can meet up with my crazy winemaker from a couple harvests back who lives there now. I think I'll be staying with some friends of my fam who live just outside the city. Either way I aspect fun times.
After that, it's off to Mount Gambier to get picked up by my wine-master and sold into slavery in the cellar and lab; But seriously, I have no idea what I'll be doing there; Harvest winemaker? wtf, mate? I'm assuming it'll be a lot of everything since it's a relatively small winery. I'll be living in the boisterous metropolis of Penola; population appox. 1300. So essentially a little bit bigger than my graduating highschool class. I guess I'll just be "the american" in town, and/or the "distasteful american" in town (I'll try my best not to be the latter, but that's basically what I already am in the US anyway). Maybe I can join the local footie team cause there's no WAY I'd get injured again in another contact sport. Also, Penola isn't exactly a prime FIOS area, so god knows if I'll even be able to post anything to this blog again (not like anyone other than me knows this exists anyway). I think Penola is only about an hour or so from a beach though, so I got that going for me. Also, the winery is letting me use some old "ute" to cruise to and from work (and possibly else where, though they tell me it's not the most reliable car). Well, cheers to the two/three of you that read this far; no refunds....that's it. Please enjoy this hilarious Australian TV show satire/overdub:
I thought Bear Grylls always pronounced it "Glass-ee-ay"
ReplyDeletethats basically the way im talking about. you get the deal.
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