Dear Mammy,
How are you? I am fine. I was a little taken aback at Bridget’s issues with the Penguins. Maybe it’s best I simply don’t tell her about the Kangaroos…
So much has happened since I last wrote, and I have to say I do truly love Melbourne - I will be very sad to leave and definitely understand now how people could end up coming to Oz for a year and getting stuck. There’s simply no place like, uh, home (yes I know that sounds weird hehe!).
On Friday Simon took a notion and decided we were going skiing. We gathered up Lisa, Charlie and Uwe and headed up to Mt. Buller (it took me a while to find it on Google as I kept trying to find Mt Bulla - you got to love that Ozzie accent). Simon and Uwe went skiing but myself and the girls decided toboggans were the way forward. It was all going super well until Charlie decided to go down head first. I’m pleased to report that she’s still, um, more or less in one piece but I think that’s mainly down to her amazing natural barrel-rolling talents.
Definitely 3 highlights of the day:
1. We stopped off for breakfast beer, uh, I mean, beer after uh, 6pm, uh. Yeah. Anywaaay… I ordered an Irish coffee and got ID’d.. HAHA. I think that’s some sort of record - I got ID’d buying alcohol at 30 years of age - the gauntlet has been laid!
2. I think Lisa has the same ‘other peoples children’ issues that I do. I’m not quite sure what happened but when we were on the chairlift, some child didn’t realise that we were not getting off (what, you’re not here to judge, it was FUN!) anyway, so she went to jump on. One way or another, Lisa ended up pulling away on the chairlift still holding one of her jousting sticks. It’s ok, she threw it away and I don’t think she hit anyone. I think… Oh, I’ve since found out that jousting sticks are called ski poles. Go figure.
3. I got to go on a snow-mobile!! We were supposed to meet the boys at the top of the mountain for nibbles but we weren’t allowed to get on the super-dooper-fancy chairlift because we didn’t have skis/ we tried arguing but the lady was having none of it. So there we were looking very cold and pathetic when this guy pulls up on a snow mobile. Success! In my defence, I DID ask him if he was a homicidal maniac (he said yes) but it was too late because I was already mid air when I asked. Anyway, not to worry, it turned out he was just a good Samaritan (my new BFF Jeff). He delivered me to the top and then went back for the 2 girls. I totally want a snow mobile for my birthday.
Moving on! Later in the week I got to go to a gig by this Ozzie comedian guy called the Bedroom Philosopher. I have a funny feeling that I didn’t get all the references but feck it, I enjoyed what I got. And the hippies got me in for free - those ladies are the business! I mean, I woulda paid but it was sold out - what’s a girl to do??
On Father’s Day Simon brought me to lunch with - well, a whole host of family members really. Ironically his father had gone camping, but we’ll let him away with it - it was father’s day after all - if there’s one day a father gets to do what he wants it should be then I suppose. I wouldn’t know hehe. So it was all going swimmingly until someone brought up “The Story of the Tram”. Sure didn’t I get all into the story and what did I do only drop the F-Bomb in front of Nana. I hope she didn’t notice. I tried to salvage it by telling them I couldn’t help it, that I was raised by wild baboons (sorry…) but I don’t think they believed me. Don’t think they held it against me.
My other big highlight was going to Melbourne Zoo. I’m not normally a fan of animals behind bars but this zoo really is lovely. The enclosures seem to be well thought out and the animals have some space at least. I got lucky at the entrance! A lovely Scottish man called Andy gave me a concession fare purely because of my Irish accent! He said he’d been here 39 years, I was gob smacked because he sounded as Scottish as well… uh, a Scottish person. I had a dodgy moment when I came to the bear enclosure. I didn’t realise that there was a ledge that was impossible to climb - from my perspective there was a 3 foot wall, some rocks, some water and tadaaaah 2 great big bloody brown bears. All was going fine until one looked up and saw me. I’m not joking, that bear had murder in his heart and NOM NOM in his eyes. I hightailed it out of there but admittedly felt really quite silly when I saw “The Ledge” from the other side. I did get a giggle out of it though. And of course, I wasn’t eaten by a bear.
I’m getting set to head to Adelaide and then on to Perth. I’m excited but feeling a little sad to be leaving Melbourne and all the cool and wonderful peoples I’ve met there.
I’ll keep you posted on my progress. And I am honestly sorry about the baboon thing, I think I panicked.
Love you lots!
Your Daughter (the one who ran away)
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