So this past weekend was absolutely amazing! I was able to get out of the city for a bit this weekend and spend some time with Lee and her family in Winchelsea and boy am I glad I did.
I left on Friday afternoon after class. I was a bit anxious about figuring out the trains at the station and being able to get down there, but I walked up to the ticket agent, told him where I needed to go, he told me which train to get on and $3.20 later, I was on my way. After being picked up from the train station, we headed the 30 minutes back to Lee’s house. Once there I met Lee’s Mum, Dad, and Boyfriend who I actually share a name with. Yes, that is correct there is an Australian Dallas. We aren’t anything alike, but he is a pretty cool bloke. Anyway, after being asked a bazillion questions, none of which I minded (especially since I’m a talker) we started eating dinner or Tea as it is often referred to. As our dinner of spaghetti progressed I had come to find out that Geelong was playing in a footy match that evening, which is the team that they barrack or root for, so it was going to be an interesting night. Side note... They say barrack as a term for cheer. I have also come to learn that by saying you root for someone would be taken as you had sexual relations with someone... as in “yeah.. me and so-and-so rooted last night.” Needless to say, I am never using the term “root” again. So... as the beer came out and 8:30 rolled around we all started barracking for Geelong. It got close a couple of times, but Geelong pulled out a win by 42 points. It was a great game to watch and a lot of fun to participate in the action.
After getting to bed around midnight, we were up at 8 the next morning to head out on an Australian car tour. With Ann, Lee’s mum behind the wheel and Lee and I as passengers we headed out. For about an hour we went up and down and all around in this forest or the bush as it is referred to in Australia. We curved on these tiny little roads and every now and then the trees would open up to these beautiful rolling hills with sheep and cows and green grass everywhere. Being that high up in the mountains revealed some of the most stunning views you had ever seen. As we started to approach one corner Ann told me to look to the left. As I kept looking, waiting for the trees to clear to see what she wanted me to see, they opened up to reveal the deepest blue ocean you can imagine. I certainly wasn’t expecting it, but it was an absolutely stunning site. As we wound our way down the mountain side, we found ourselves at a little beach town along the coast. As we headed up the road we stopped at a park called the twelve apostles. It got its name from these twelve big tall and skinny rocks sticking up out of the water. Three have fallen over, so there is really only nine apostles left, but it was still a sight to see. We had gotten out to take a few pictures and have a walk around.
We were worried about the weather because it had been pesky all day. It would go from hot and beautiful sunshine to the coldest darkest rainy day. As we ventured down the footpath I snapped a few pictures with the fog in the background and just as we got to the end of the path, it started to pour rain. We turned around and ran back to the car, I had a rain jacket on, so only my jeans were getting wet, but that is still a nuisance, wet jeans are never good. Anyway, just as we got back in the car and drove away the sun came back out. We just laughed it off and it made for nice pictures at the next destination.
We ate lunch at a nice little pub on the water that afternoon around three and headed back to the house after that. Even with the sketchy weather, it was still an amazing day. That night we had tea at a local pub with Lee’s family and cousin that was down to visit. We had some good food and a good evening of chatting. We mainly talked politics as that day was an election day. It is compulsory in Australia for all citizens to vote, so their elections are every three years on a saturday. Just to make sure that everyone can make it to the polls. Their form of government is way too complicated for me to try to bang out an explanation on here, but at its core, the results are still undecided and no party in government is in control and they don’t have a prime minister as the power goes to the party in control. In essence, they vote for the party not the person directly.
Sunday morning I awoke to bacon, eggs, toast, and OJ waiting to be devoured by all. It was a lovely Sunday breakfast, or brekkie as they call it and It was a nice way to spend the morning. I had to catch a train at three so after a quick drive around the coast and some more pictures of the mountains and sea I am back home, safe and sound.
It was an absolutely amazing and much needed getaway. Other than my trip to Sorrento, I haven’t been outside Melbourne since I got here and so it was nice to see some country side. I am NOT looking forward to class tomorrow, but what can you do. The weeks go by so quickly, so it won’t be that big of a deal, but class is still class and I would rather not attend. I only have 95 days left in Australia, but I’d really not like to think about that... Hope all is well on the home front. I will try my best to post again soon, until next time... no worries!
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