Month: August 2007

  • Melbourne Pictures

    I am still horking up intriguingly-colored hunks of mucus and procrastinating finishing unpacking my pack and folding my laundry, but I thought I’d better start posting pictures as soon as I could because I’m already forgetting various parts of the trip—even parts that were, like, four days ago—and if I don’t get on it my…

  • Back Home

    It’s windy and rainy in Wellington and I have a hell of a chest cold and today on the way home from town my bus broke down and I still kind of wish I was wearing flipflops on holiday in Cairns, but I am back home, babies, and I have to say it’s pretty good.…

  • Neutral Buoyancy

    Oh, my people. I have done the best thing ever in the world, by learning to dive. I wish I were underwater on the reef right now. If you had told me a couple of weeks ago that I would be having the time of my life on a boat with forty strangers, I don’t…

  • Raise Your Hand

    Okay, y’all, I seriously have like four minutes on this computer before I go to my Barrier Reef Wildlife Identification class, but everyone raise your hand if you just got a hundred percent on your Open Water exam? Wait, whose hand is that? THAT WOULD BE MINE. So far I love diving. It’s been a…

  • Vacation Guilt

    I’ve been in Cairns a whole week now and I have…basically done nothing. I’m feeling a little guilty about this. Well, not nothing. I’ve stayed up late almost every night and I’ve gone to the shopping centre approximately eight thousand times–returning from one of which, inexplicably, with a bag full of tight jeans and push-up…

  • Chillaxin’ in Cairns

    It turns out that I can’t leave for my dive trip until Monday, so I have the whole week to just hang out in Cairns. The past couple of days I have been doing things like emailing A. frantically to get her to fax me copies of tickets so that I won’t be stopped at…

  • Some Things People Shouted At Me Last Night At Cairns’ Worst, And Consequently Best, Dive Bar

    “ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE NOT A LESBIAN?” “WOW, SO YOU’RE ITALIAN, AND AMERICAN, AND YOU HAVE…HOW DO YOU CALL IT? GHETTO BOOTY!” “I HAVE A BRITISH ACCENT AND I CAN SALSA DANCE. AMERICAN GIRLS LIKE THAT, RIGHT?” “I JUST HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU GIRLS HAVE REALLY AMAZING BOTTOMS.” “SO, WHEN YOU SAY YOU’RE…

  • Innisfail

    Y’all, thanks so much for all the lovely and supportive and friendly comments and emails since I wrote that last sad entry. I am currently sitting with a cup of tea in the beautiful Melanie’s house in my boob tube since all my other clothes are in the wash, and getting ready for a bath…