Sunday, October 24, 2010
Playing in the waves.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Our intense athletic games
Monday: 9 am and 2 pm
Tuesday: Noon
Wednesday: 2:30 pm
Thursday: 10 am and 1 pm
Friday: Noon
As you can see we had VERY intense volleyball matches especially since most games lasted around 30 minutes with a maximum of a 45 minutes match.
In between matches we had an even more intense schedule full of practices and training. not. We laid out, went to the surf shops, and ate at the local fish and chips and kebabs places. This was seriously a holiday with a few volleyball games in between.
The way our competition went was that we had pool play for the first three days, and then a tournament to decide places on Thursday and Friday. We won one game during the pool play. That placed us 4th out of 5 in our pool. The one team we beat had never played beach volleyball before in their lives. The problem with us playing was 1. we had never played all together before. 2. The wind was absolutely crazy sometimes and took the ball everywhere 3. We could play REALLY REALLY WELL during the really hard teams, and then play absolutely horrific against teams we could have really easily beaten.
The tournament went about the same way. We played really well against the 1st place team in the other pool, but when it came to teams that were still drunk or really bad, we would lose it and fall apart. I guess it is what to be expected for a team that was there more to party than to actually play volleyball. We finished 7th out of 11 but we claim we came in 1st and they just forgot to get us medals. Or we never received our medals which was weird for a tournament.
The best part of the games was the ridiculous-ness that we encountered while playing. For incentives to play well during the games we had drinking rules. If we didn't get a serve in, it was a shot/drink for yourself. If you let a ball drop to the ground without at least ATTEMPTING to get a hit on it equaled a round of jager bombs for the entire team. With 4 jager bombs costing around $48 dollars, it was everyone's incentive to not let a ball drop and at least try. The best example of these rules in effect was when Sarah and I quite literally collide and smashed into each other in order for us not to pay for a round. The rules stated that if it was an equal distance away from two people... BOTH parties bought a round for everyone. As long as we didn't have to buy rounds for everyone, then we were happy.
Our rides to and from the hotel included a 45 minute bus ride to the beach and back everyday. Luckily, Ben was from Perth originally so he ran home and grabbed his car. His car was named El Rodeo because it was a a tank. It was a shift truck and when it rained it we slid all over the place, especially when Ben tried to burn it out. It was these truck rides where we figured out what happened the night before, what we were going to wear that night, and all other funny things that have happened during the day. It was these car rides we got close as a team and created all too many inside jokes
Sunday, October 10, 2010
PERTHection. The Uni games begin!
The time to wake up came all too quickly. I literally took a nap instead of having a night's sleep. I got dressed in my huge ghetto track suit, grabbed my crumpet and bags, and left Queensland for Western Australia. After an hour bus ride, an hour check in, a 5 and a half hour flight, an hour baggage arrival, and a half an hour bus ride, we arrived at the Comfort Inn in East Perth. I spent the majority of the flight sleeping or reading for class to the disapproval of my airplane partner Charlie. Otherwise I was in a drowsy daze the most of the day traveling.
On the bus on the way to the hotel, I had my first experience with Killer. Michael Kilmartin is a 27 year lawyer, that does not actually take classes at Bond, yet is on the Rugby 7's team. Our chat on the bus ride including his life story, my dietary habits, and his convincing works to get me to eat meat by the end of the trip. News flash Killer, you will not convince me. I thought I was just being tired and awkward for the fact I was having a hard time understanding him, and following the logic behind his conversation. But, I realized quickly that it was Killer and not me. Killer ended up being the highlight of the trip. If we were bored and needed to be entertain quickly, Killer was our guy. Granted, I think he is a little slow (Even he admits he doesn't have all of his light bulbs screwed in correctly) and most of the time you want him to be quiet. But he tries to fit in and be funny. And it is the thought that counts.
Our hotel room can only be described at a sardine house for 3. It was three small beds next to one another with a meter in between, 3 chairs, one table, a closet, and a bathroom. Needless to say it did not stay clean for very long ever. We made a quick trip to the bottle-o and supermarket for the week and had to get ready for the opening ceremony. Libby's bag got lost on the way and I was happy at least one of us had a bag to share clothes and toiletries until her bag finally arrived. The theme for that night's club hopping was "Team Colors" so we quite literally wore our track suits out to the clubs with leggings and shoes. We went to the opening ceremony where some team bonding and cheers where occurring all over the place. After the mascot dance and us getting antsy, the best thing happened. Killer was being an odd ball as usual when all of a sudden he flipped the adorable Asian photographer over his shoulder. He threw the photographer to the ground, placed a foot on his chest, pulled his legs back and looked like he was going to break his neck. It took two teams and all of us to pull him off of the photographer. But is was by far the funniest thing. When we asked him about it the next morning he replied, "I thought he was a roo that I just shot. I threw him over my shoulder, pulled his legs from his face, and was about to crack his neck so I can grill him for dinner." Way to go Killer, you yet again made a fool of yourself.
Libby almost didn't get in because her shoes didn't have backs but after some convincing the bouncers let her in! The club was called the Library and it literally looked like an old library. It was sweet. After lots and lots of team bonding drinks and dancing we headed home for night in preparation to start domination the beach volleyball court in the morning.
On the bus on the way to the hotel, I had my first experience with Killer. Michael Kilmartin is a 27 year lawyer, that does not actually take classes at Bond, yet is on the Rugby 7's team. Our chat on the bus ride including his life story, my dietary habits, and his convincing works to get me to eat meat by the end of the trip. News flash Killer, you will not convince me. I thought I was just being tired and awkward for the fact I was having a hard time understanding him, and following the logic behind his conversation. But, I realized quickly that it was Killer and not me. Killer ended up being the highlight of the trip. If we were bored and needed to be entertain quickly, Killer was our guy. Granted, I think he is a little slow (Even he admits he doesn't have all of his light bulbs screwed in correctly) and most of the time you want him to be quiet. But he tries to fit in and be funny. And it is the thought that counts.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Trying to have a quiet weekend.
Continuously running around as usual for us here in Queensland, we are always running to do the next thing, or meeting, or training. We had our "pre-departure for Perth" meeting before sprinting off to the bus to catch the rugby game. We FINALLY received our track suits and Bond Gear! It consisted of: a zip-up grey hoodie (my favorite), the most comfy grey sweat pants, a Bond tee, a water bottle, a hat, and a bag! Just enough stuff to rub it in everyone's face, without looking like Bond threw up on me (okay, I'll still look like that but oh well!) I am so excited so Perth and can't wait to leave now!
I am still unaware of how Libby and I found our way to the rugby game. I guess following the crowd isn't too bad of a thing at this moment. Where ever we saw Gold Coast Titans fans, we followed. Our nose-bleed seats were still pretty good and we tried to follow along on a game that we knew none of the concepts. After a half trying to piece together the information, we finally broke down and asked the kids around our age sitting next to us. Then the violence of the game kicked in. They are so brutal and I know I would end up in different pieces if I played. So I will stick to watching. Something I can do very well. Rugby Men are so attractive!! Especially in their little shorts with overly huge muscles, I can get use to this sport...
The game was so much fun! But unfortunately, our ride back was not. So many people were crammed on one train we had to stand the entire hour and 30 minute train ride back. Not to mention that there was this kid that WOULD NOT stop talking. Really loud. obnoxiously, and about nothing. For starters he ruined all the Harry Potters. I HAD NOT SEEN/READ THE LAST ONE KID SO THANK YOU. and about his cousin's birthday party, and Lord of the Rings. It was quite possibly the most annoying kid I have ever met. And of course, he got off at the stop before us, so we were with him the entire time... Luckily he was far enough from me where I still had to hear everything he said, but didn't have to look at him unless rendered necessary.
Saturday, was no different of course. After getting ready for volleyball training no one showed up... Until a half an hour later when Shanon our trainer/coach showed up. He gave us our uniforms and told us to go watch the AFL (Australian Football League) (footy) finals. The finals are comparable to our Superbowl and a really big deal along with the NRL (National Rugby League) finals which are the following weekend. Considering we have never seen footy, he gave us a quick description and told us to stop playing and go catch the second half of the game. So we went to our common room to watch it. A nice boy from New Jersey understood the game a little more than we did and helped us watch it by explaining things along the way. We decided to root for the underdog and got really happy when they starting winning. But, by the time the buzzer went off, it was a draw. Tie Game. So instead of going into overtime, they play another match the following week. People who bought tickets had to by another set, another pre-show and halftime show, more money for the AFL and more weekends of footy. I couldn't believe that overtime doesn't exist! (well it does... but not until after the 2nd game). Apparently this has only happened like 3 times in the history of the AFL and a really big deal that we even got to witness it.
That night the girls and I decided on a quiet little dinner at a Hibachi place with Stephen and a movie for the night. The movie theater was the nicest thing I have ever seen. You have assigned seats and people get really mad if you sit in their seat. So the entire time before the movie Libby and I were panicking because we wanted to sit in the middle and not in the aisle... It was very nerve racking but luckily we didn't get caught. The food court in the movie theater was ridiculously nice too... There was ice cream stations (as in more than one) candy stations (as in more than one) food stations (like dinners) coffee stations, and so much more. Then, for a mere 30 dollars you can buy a Gold member seat. Which a different theater, with reclining chairs, foot rests, massage chairs, air conditioning and seater heaters, a waitress who will bring you a dinner, drinks, or anything else you may need so that you don't need to get during the movie. They pretty much do everything for you except pee for you... I am debating when this will be part of my budget... maybe for the next Harry Potter?!
After it was around 11:40 and we still hadn't packed for Perth which we were leaving for a 5 am the next morning. A quick call to the taxi and we should be on our way. 45 minutes and around 34238 calls to the taxi service... we were finally on our way home. And after about 30 minutes of procrastination... I finally start packing. By 2 am I finish packing and take a cat nap until 4:15 when I wake up to embark on the trip I would have never imagine called Uni-Games...
I am still unaware of how Libby and I found our way to the rugby game. I guess following the crowd isn't too bad of a thing at this moment. Where ever we saw Gold Coast Titans fans, we followed. Our nose-bleed seats were still pretty good and we tried to follow along on a game that we knew none of the concepts. After a half trying to piece together the information, we finally broke down and asked the kids around our age sitting next to us. Then the violence of the game kicked in. They are so brutal and I know I would end up in different pieces if I played. So I will stick to watching. Something I can do very well. Rugby Men are so attractive!! Especially in their little shorts with overly huge muscles, I can get use to this sport...
The game was so much fun! But unfortunately, our ride back was not. So many people were crammed on one train we had to stand the entire hour and 30 minute train ride back. Not to mention that there was this kid that WOULD NOT stop talking. Really loud. obnoxiously, and about nothing. For starters he ruined all the Harry Potters. I HAD NOT SEEN/READ THE LAST ONE KID SO THANK YOU. and about his cousin's birthday party, and Lord of the Rings. It was quite possibly the most annoying kid I have ever met. And of course, he got off at the stop before us, so we were with him the entire time... Luckily he was far enough from me where I still had to hear everything he said, but didn't have to look at him unless rendered necessary.
Saturday, was no different of course. After getting ready for volleyball training no one showed up... Until a half an hour later when Shanon our trainer/coach showed up. He gave us our uniforms and told us to go watch the AFL (Australian Football League) (footy) finals. The finals are comparable to our Superbowl and a really big deal along with the NRL (National Rugby League) finals which are the following weekend. Considering we have never seen footy, he gave us a quick description and told us to stop playing and go catch the second half of the game. So we went to our common room to watch it. A nice boy from New Jersey understood the game a little more than we did and helped us watch it by explaining things along the way. We decided to root for the underdog and got really happy when they starting winning. But, by the time the buzzer went off, it was a draw. Tie Game. So instead of going into overtime, they play another match the following week. People who bought tickets had to by another set, another pre-show and halftime show, more money for the AFL and more weekends of footy. I couldn't believe that overtime doesn't exist! (well it does... but not until after the 2nd game). Apparently this has only happened like 3 times in the history of the AFL and a really big deal that we even got to witness it.
That night the girls and I decided on a quiet little dinner at a Hibachi place with Stephen and a movie for the night. The movie theater was the nicest thing I have ever seen. You have assigned seats and people get really mad if you sit in their seat. So the entire time before the movie Libby and I were panicking because we wanted to sit in the middle and not in the aisle... It was very nerve racking but luckily we didn't get caught. The food court in the movie theater was ridiculously nice too... There was ice cream stations (as in more than one) candy stations (as in more than one) food stations (like dinners) coffee stations, and so much more. Then, for a mere 30 dollars you can buy a Gold member seat. Which a different theater, with reclining chairs, foot rests, massage chairs, air conditioning and seater heaters, a waitress who will bring you a dinner, drinks, or anything else you may need so that you don't need to get during the movie. They pretty much do everything for you except pee for you... I am debating when this will be part of my budget... maybe for the next Harry Potter?!
After it was around 11:40 and we still hadn't packed for Perth which we were leaving for a 5 am the next morning. A quick call to the taxi and we should be on our way. 45 minutes and around 34238 calls to the taxi service... we were finally on our way home. And after about 30 minutes of procrastination... I finally start packing. By 2 am I finish packing and take a cat nap until 4:15 when I wake up to embark on the trip I would have never imagine called Uni-Games...
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Our first incident with Mummy and Daddy.
After our volleyball training we went to the music festival as a part of bondstock this week. It would be the only event we would be attending and the locals talked it up a lot. We got dressed quickly and headed out the door across the quad to Don's for the event. When we got there it looked a lot like the set up for our high school homecoming dances. Minus the fancy dress, awkward smiles, awkward dates, and of course the alcohol. After an immediate trip to the bar and stealing the coolest stubbie holders I have ever seen. We hit the dance floor. We got to the festival around 9, and we left around 10:30 to pre-game before heading off to East for the night.
Around 11, we all gathered in our room to leave for the buses. The Bentley guys were coming up to get us and I had to run downstairs to let them in. As I was leaving I physically almost ran into Kayleen, our house mom, aka Mummy. She looked perplexed and then peeked into our room and let herself in. I ran down the stairs as quickly as possible to get them and took my time as I made my way up the stairs with the guys again. When I got up there Mummy was gone, and Libby looked pissed (angry, not intoxicated). Apparently, we were loud and Libby was trying to talk herself out of the situation. The guys claim that Mummy was going to give us a fine on the spot but Libby argued with her to show that we need to receive a written warning first. Now we were going to have to have a meeting with Mummy and Daddy about tonight's incident. Glass bottles, that is why we were in trouble. Granted, taking a quick scan of the room, there was glass everywhere. Oh well, everyone is going to have a little stint at some point or another. Ours just came sooner rather than later.
We went to East so much as not thinking twice about it and would figure it out in the morning. Everyone had their wobbly boots on at East and loving life. We somehow acquired an ACES hat (Australian Culture Education Society) and we were now using it as a dance hat. If you received the hat, you show off your best moves in the center and then pass it on when it was time for someone else to show off their moves. Who would have thought that someone SO SIMPLE could occupy our time for SO LONG. We had to be one of the last people to leave East that night. We got back to our room and had some people over to hang out. It was close to 5 am when I started getting tired and wanted people to leave. Libby had the same idea as me and passed out on her bed with everyone there. After I ushered everyone out, I was happy to change and get ready for bed. Then Libby sat straight up, jumped out of bed and was ready to go. She wasn't tired at all, just wanted everyone out. I have not laughed that hard in awhile and often think about it now and still laugh. We checked our email before we left and saw that Mummy and Daddy requested to meet with us tomorrow to "talk." Reality came rushing back.
As I stirred to wake up I hear the most obnoxious girl screaming down the hall in front of the elevator. Around the 7th round of screaming I finally scream from my bed to shut up and respect quiet hours. Then I look at the clock. 12:11. Well, so much for quiet hours, but she was still obnoxious. We do our daily chores and workout before our meetings. Quite the busy day includes a meeting with Mummy and Daddy, a meeting with Ryan "pre-Perth departure," quickly followed by a bus and train ride away to go to the Rugby match! Gold Coast Titans vs. Sydney Roosters in the semi-finals for the NRL. If only we survive the meeting.
All day we dread it and really just want it to go away. But once 4:30 rolls around we head down to Mum and Dad's apartment. It is a really nice place for living in a dorm, and makes me a little envious of their apartment. She asks us the worst question. "So what occurred last night", followed by, "and why are you guys in trouble?" blah blah blah blah. Long story short, no glass bottles! It was a giant misunderstanding followed by rash rudeness on Mum's part, from our side at least. We thought it was only beer stubbies not allowed, apparently it is mixed stubbies as well. But the weird part is, is that you can have bottles of wine or hard alcohol, just no stubbies... It is by far the dumbest rule ever created. They explained why the rules were there and how to fix it. Dad, of course, is way nicer than Mum and makes me wonder what in God's name he ever saw in her... But they let us off with a verbal warning. Actually they let us off with the LAST verbal warning ever given in the AC. From now on, it is an immediate $200 fine on the spot, and if it happens again it is a $500 fine and a meeting with the vice-pro-chancellor-provost-really-high-up-there-guy and you are pretty much kicked off living on campus. Not good. So from now on it's bags of goon and bottle of wine for room 4-36 and will stay that way all semester.
Around 11, we all gathered in our room to leave for the buses. The Bentley guys were coming up to get us and I had to run downstairs to let them in. As I was leaving I physically almost ran into Kayleen, our house mom, aka Mummy. She looked perplexed and then peeked into our room and let herself in. I ran down the stairs as quickly as possible to get them and took my time as I made my way up the stairs with the guys again. When I got up there Mummy was gone, and Libby looked pissed (angry, not intoxicated). Apparently, we were loud and Libby was trying to talk herself out of the situation. The guys claim that Mummy was going to give us a fine on the spot but Libby argued with her to show that we need to receive a written warning first. Now we were going to have to have a meeting with Mummy and Daddy about tonight's incident. Glass bottles, that is why we were in trouble. Granted, taking a quick scan of the room, there was glass everywhere. Oh well, everyone is going to have a little stint at some point or another. Ours just came sooner rather than later.
We went to East so much as not thinking twice about it and would figure it out in the morning. Everyone had their wobbly boots on at East and loving life. We somehow acquired an ACES hat (Australian Culture Education Society) and we were now using it as a dance hat. If you received the hat, you show off your best moves in the center and then pass it on when it was time for someone else to show off their moves. Who would have thought that someone SO SIMPLE could occupy our time for SO LONG. We had to be one of the last people to leave East that night. We got back to our room and had some people over to hang out. It was close to 5 am when I started getting tired and wanted people to leave. Libby had the same idea as me and passed out on her bed with everyone there. After I ushered everyone out, I was happy to change and get ready for bed. Then Libby sat straight up, jumped out of bed and was ready to go. She wasn't tired at all, just wanted everyone out. I have not laughed that hard in awhile and often think about it now and still laugh. We checked our email before we left and saw that Mummy and Daddy requested to meet with us tomorrow to "talk." Reality came rushing back.
As I stirred to wake up I hear the most obnoxious girl screaming down the hall in front of the elevator. Around the 7th round of screaming I finally scream from my bed to shut up and respect quiet hours. Then I look at the clock. 12:11. Well, so much for quiet hours, but she was still obnoxious. We do our daily chores and workout before our meetings. Quite the busy day includes a meeting with Mummy and Daddy, a meeting with Ryan "pre-Perth departure," quickly followed by a bus and train ride away to go to the Rugby match! Gold Coast Titans vs. Sydney Roosters in the semi-finals for the NRL. If only we survive the meeting.
All day we dread it and really just want it to go away. But once 4:30 rolls around we head down to Mum and Dad's apartment. It is a really nice place for living in a dorm, and makes me a little envious of their apartment. She asks us the worst question. "So what occurred last night", followed by, "and why are you guys in trouble?" blah blah blah blah. Long story short, no glass bottles! It was a giant misunderstanding followed by rash rudeness on Mum's part, from our side at least. We thought it was only beer stubbies not allowed, apparently it is mixed stubbies as well. But the weird part is, is that you can have bottles of wine or hard alcohol, just no stubbies... It is by far the dumbest rule ever created. They explained why the rules were there and how to fix it. Dad, of course, is way nicer than Mum and makes me wonder what in God's name he ever saw in her... But they let us off with a verbal warning. Actually they let us off with the LAST verbal warning ever given in the AC. From now on, it is an immediate $200 fine on the spot, and if it happens again it is a $500 fine and a meeting with the vice-pro-chancellor-provost-really-high-up-there-guy and you are pretty much kicked off living on campus. Not good. So from now on it's bags of goon and bottle of wine for room 4-36 and will stay that way all semester.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA JOE
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FATHER! I LOVE YOU AND WISH I COULD SPEND YOUR BIRTHDAY WITH YOU! eat lots of carbonara and cake and make sure mom makes you breakfast in bed!!
love you and miss you!
love you and miss you!
Week 2. I am over school.
For starters, it is only week two in school and I am ready for this whole classes thing to be over. Luckily, We will leave for Perth after this week and I won't have classes until week 4. Waking up is getting harder and harder every day, and those 8 am are taking a toll on me.
Monday was a disaster and a half. We were running around going from one class to class and my to-do list out the door. I was running from the library to the cafe for lunch and off to the post to send my dad's birthday present. I did a LOT of research finding the best Cabernet Sauvignon and dark reds in Australia. A total of 5 different types of wine so that we can rate them and know once and for all which wine is the best in Australia. After a large sum out of my bank account (my actual bank account not my credit card) I brought the bottles of wine to the Post to send home. Do you know what the Post told me? Since 9/11, you are not allowed to ship wine to the United States unless it is through a certified winery and a case is being shipped back. Thank you Osama Bin Laden, you ruined something else for me. Now not only do I have to be thirsty during flights because of the lack of liquids, you just ruined my father's 60th birthday. Score- Bin Laden= 2, Marisa=0. Luckily, we can drink in his honor and take pictures of the label. OR wait until he arrives in the Gold Coast and drink it with him. It is a toss up at this point. For those at home that can find these labels. PLEASE TRY THEM AND LET ME KNOW HOW THEY ARE
1 PepperJack 2009 Cabernet Sauvignon (Saltram of Barossa)
2. Penfolds 2009 Thomas Hyland Cabernet Sauvignon (Southern Australia)
3. Rolling 2007 Cabernet Merlot (Central Ranges, Australia)
4. Wynns 2008 53rd Vintage Cabernet Sauvignon (Coonwarra)
5. Wirra Wirra 2008 Church Block Cabernet Sauvignon Shiraz Merlot (Mclaren Vale)
On Tuesday, I did not pay attention at all in psych. In fact, my marks (aka grades) might take a toll because of that one. Instead, I found flights to every place we want to visit for cheap prices. In fact, I think it probably more productive than learning (re-learning) about the scientific method and what is considered normal. However that night we planned all of our trips for the semester. I am so excited to start traveling more and seeing all of Australia. My biggest fear is that we aren't going to have enough time and I am not going to see everything. Our attentive schedule looks like this
Week2/3- September 26th- October 3rd- Perth with Australian Games
Week 4- October 5th- October 9th- Surfer's Paradise (Kevin comes into town!)
Week 6- October 21st- October 24th- Whitsunday (Girl's trip!)
Week 7- October 28th- October 31st- Sydney (Halloween!)
Week 8- November 4th- November 7th- Byron Bay
Week 9- November 11th- November 14th- Cairns (Libby and Adam's 21st!)
Week 10- November 18th- November 21st- Melbourne
Week 11- November 25th- November 28th- Brisbane (Thanksgiving!!)
Week 12/13- December 2nd- December 6th- New Zealand
Week 13- December 6th- December 10th- Fiji/Tahiti
AH I CANNOT WAIT TO START TRAVELING :))
Now that school is out of the way for the week I can focus on the fun. I also do not need to think about school work until October 4th when I come back from Perth. Life cannot get better than this. If I haven't said it enough, this place is paradise that just happens to have classes on campus.
Monday was a disaster and a half. We were running around going from one class to class and my to-do list out the door. I was running from the library to the cafe for lunch and off to the post to send my dad's birthday present. I did a LOT of research finding the best Cabernet Sauvignon and dark reds in Australia. A total of 5 different types of wine so that we can rate them and know once and for all which wine is the best in Australia. After a large sum out of my bank account (my actual bank account not my credit card) I brought the bottles of wine to the Post to send home. Do you know what the Post told me? Since 9/11, you are not allowed to ship wine to the United States unless it is through a certified winery and a case is being shipped back. Thank you Osama Bin Laden, you ruined something else for me. Now not only do I have to be thirsty during flights because of the lack of liquids, you just ruined my father's 60th birthday. Score- Bin Laden= 2, Marisa=0. Luckily, we can drink in his honor and take pictures of the label. OR wait until he arrives in the Gold Coast and drink it with him. It is a toss up at this point. For those at home that can find these labels. PLEASE TRY THEM AND LET ME KNOW HOW THEY ARE
1 PepperJack 2009 Cabernet Sauvignon (Saltram of Barossa)
2. Penfolds 2009 Thomas Hyland Cabernet Sauvignon (Southern Australia)
3. Rolling 2007 Cabernet Merlot (Central Ranges, Australia)
4. Wynns 2008 53rd Vintage Cabernet Sauvignon (Coonwarra)
5. Wirra Wirra 2008 Church Block Cabernet Sauvignon Shiraz Merlot (Mclaren Vale)
On Tuesday, I did not pay attention at all in psych. In fact, my marks (aka grades) might take a toll because of that one. Instead, I found flights to every place we want to visit for cheap prices. In fact, I think it probably more productive than learning (re-learning) about the scientific method and what is considered normal. However that night we planned all of our trips for the semester. I am so excited to start traveling more and seeing all of Australia. My biggest fear is that we aren't going to have enough time and I am not going to see everything. Our attentive schedule looks like this
Week2/3- September 26th- October 3rd- Perth with Australian Games
Week 4- October 5th- October 9th- Surfer's Paradise (Kevin comes into town!)
Week 6- October 21st- October 24th- Whitsunday (Girl's trip!)
Week 7- October 28th- October 31st- Sydney (Halloween!)
Week 8- November 4th- November 7th- Byron Bay
Week 9- November 11th- November 14th- Cairns (Libby and Adam's 21st!)
Week 10- November 18th- November 21st- Melbourne
Week 11- November 25th- November 28th- Brisbane (Thanksgiving!!)
Week 12/13- December 2nd- December 6th- New Zealand
Week 13- December 6th- December 10th- Fiji/Tahiti
AH I CANNOT WAIT TO START TRAVELING :))
Now that school is out of the way for the week I can focus on the fun. I also do not need to think about school work until October 4th when I come back from Perth. Life cannot get better than this. If I haven't said it enough, this place is paradise that just happens to have classes on campus.
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