Open air sing-a-long Grease!!!

OMG – what a treat! All my favourite things combined last night – Grease (the film), music, singing, wine and giggles. What a laugh. Dr Dan and I did everything we could to embarras Scott and Chris with our public shows of very loud singing. It worked.

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We sat out in Centennial Park, just up the road from where Dr Dan lives, drank copious amounts of cool white wine, watched the bats do their evening fly-by, and the settled in for the film/sing-along.

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After a hard night’s singing, there was only one thing to do – hit the clubs and bars on Oxford St. Long lie in this morning is all I will say on the matter…

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Xmas with the Roberts family

It was such a nice treat to have a family xmas on the other side of the world without my own family nearby. The Roberts family were perfect hosts…

We had a slow start to the day:

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Scott kept us fed throughout the day/night:

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We all enjoyed our presents:

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And in a stroke of cliched genius, I was allowed to throw the first prawn on the bbq!! Best travel highlight to date…

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Sydney bound

After a very chilled Xmas with the Roberts family on Bribie Island, Dr Dan, Scott and I are about to board our flight back ‘home’ to Sydney. Traveling with the doctor has its advantages – we are currently in the Qantas First lounge.

It’s a cinema extravaganza this Xmas – yesterday we watched The Hobbit in 3D in a cinema generously described as a tin shed. Tonight we have tickets to open air sing-a-long Grease in Centennial Park. Holidays don’t get better than this.

Happy Christmas

It feels really strange to celebrate Xmas in 30 degree heat with clear blue skies from a roof top terrace with views out over the beach at Bribie Island. We had a slow start to the day with bacon butties and coffee in bed courtesy of Scott.

By midday, we had witnessed the arrival/whirlwind that was Scott’s niece and nephew arriving (2 and 6 respectively). Furious present opening followed.

Lunch was a cold meat and salad affair served with a generous helping of Australian Sauvignon Blanc. Guitar playing and sunbathing on the roof completed the afternoon’s entertainment. I’ve started to learn some Bob Dylan, which is pretty cool, and am perfecting Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah. Sweet.

This year’s Xmas presents were – by necessity – all very practical. Scuba diving course paid for by mum and dad (thanks muchly), sun lotion and insect repellent from Mary and Bruce, bubbles from Donna and Brett, and a solar powered phone charger from Dan and Scott (very useful). Plus a beautiful Australia calendar from Justin.

We just enjoyed a sunset stroll along the beach, and saw a dog swimming out to collect a ball which seemed to have been thrown at least 5 miles out to sea. I also had the chance to cuddle a 15 week old puppy. Happy Xmas indeed.

i am without wifi on my own tablet, so a flurry of photos will follow when I get back to Sydney in a couple of days’ time…

 

 

Brisbane Christmas with the boys

After a very fun and very late night on the town in Cairns to celebrate qualifying as a scuba diver, I forced myself out of bed to catch a flight to Brisbane. With the added benefit of post-sailing sea legs (weird feeling), it was quite a start to the day.

The boys aka Dr Dan and Scotty picked me up at the airport and transferred me to the Roberts’ Christmas base on Bribie Island, just off the coast of Brisbane. With a huge roof terrace with a sea view, there is nowhere I would rather be for Christmas. Much seafood and many Coronas have flowed since I arrived, plus giggles galore.

Today we had the pleasure of the company of Mr/Dr Matthew O’ Sullivan aka mistermos. Hoping to catch up with him again when he gets back from Rio and before I leave Australia.

Presents are now wrapped, the prawns are on chill. All set for Christmas Aussie-style!

Early morning diving

There are very few times that I willingly set my alarm BEFORE the time I need to wake up, but this morning was one of them. We were due to be woken by Eric the skipper at 6.45am so I set my alarm for 6.30am to beat the crowds at the toilets and make sure I was in my scuba gear with time to spare.

It really was worth it. I’ve been struggling with bouyancy – I even floated back to the surface on my last dive yesterday. I did it again this morning from 6 metres, but relaxed and put everything I had learned into practice and managed to get back down and stay there.

We went as deep as 17.5 metres this morning – our limit was 11.2 metres but I overshot slightly. The pressure down there is something else. We saw some great stuff – highlight for me was swimming through a school of fish. Amazing.

Can’t wait for our next dive today. And tonight we are doing a night dive. Apparently, we jump into the water surrounded by sharks. Our trusty instructor, Nick, assures us that they won’t bite. If there are no further posts on this blog, you’ll know he was wrong…