New Digs

I am delighted to report I have finally escaped the totalitarianism of Jun's house and am happily settled in my new apartment in Kangaroo Point. On Friday, I called a cab, and with all my belongings in tow, watched happily as Spring Hill, Jun's house in particular, faded behind me. I pulled up to my flat 20 minutes (and 20 dollars) later and Kay met me at the door and helped me load all my stuff upstairs. Magda and Ziby (a couple) and Luke (Kays boyfriend) were all away over the long weekend so Kay and I spent the rest of the day watching television. A luxury I've not had for months. We discovered a mutual love for Australian Soap operas and cooking shows and so, to celebrate this, on Saturday we decided to cook a nice Easter Dinner, just the two of us. Saturday morning, after a trip into town on the ferry, we cooked a chicken and stuffed the skin with a lemon, butter, sage, rosemary and garlic. Then we chopped up brussel sprouts and mixed them with mashed potatoes and loads of butter, and had cooked carrots, lemon and hot buns on the side. We then demolished the Easter candy Dani (my friend and their old roommate) had left behind. 5 or 6 chocolate eggs (the big kind) and then, to top it all of we drank a bottle of Rose and one of white wine and floated effortlessly in the pool for hours. We then mosied down to the Story Bridge hotel (a local drinking hole) for a drink or two. Ross, a friend of mine from work showed up and plied us with alcohol. a 350 dollar bar tab and 2 barroom brawls later, we said goodbye and stumbled home where we needlessly demolished the rest of our Easter dinner. Sunday was a hangover from hell day. We watched the Devil wears Prada and grunted conversation. Ziby and Magda arrived home last night after a trip to Fraser Island and Luke arrived early this morning (after he missed his flight back home from Melbourne by a day and had to stay an extra night.) I just finished getting my new key cut and am heading to Woolworths (Aussie version of a grocery store) to get food for the week, then to Big W (their equivalent of Walmart though not half as good) to buy a fan and then home. happy as a clam.