Road Trip Update

The funny thing with life is that after you make decisions you kinda have to follow through with them. Going back to uni seemed like a good idea at the time.. But then I had to quit my job, pack my stuff, and hardest of all say goodbye to Pees and Bev. Who moves out of a place where there is free rent, packed lunches and a hot cup of tea ready for you when you wake up in the morning???? Melbourne is a great city, made so much better by my sister and her friends. Awesome girls.

Anyway, this post was supposed to be about the road trip.. To preface the whole thing I should probably update you on the state of my car. After approx 8 years of neglect when I came back from my trip a few months ago it became clear that the car would need some work. A lot of work actually. So I fixed everything they told me to and I think my car is now about 50% new. Which sounds good, but unfortunately none of this is reflected in anything external.

Infact the outside of the car is getting worse. The windscreen wipers are so rusty they are almost falling off, and someone tried to break into the car in Melbourne, so now only one of the locks works. But the car has now become a bit of a diamond in the rough so to speak, looks terrible, but really, really, deep, deep down, the car is a gem.

Sorry, I digress, the point was to tell of the epic road trip embarked upon to go start uni. I finished work on Friday and Pees and her makes organised a bit of a dinner party, so we drank lots of wine and ate lots of food, as you do. Then on Saturday morning I headed off far too early in the morning. Long drive that one, especially on your own. I arrived at the Palace in sydney at about 6pm.

Had a bit of a mad time in SY catching up with everyone, playing pool, drinking wine, watching people make icing for a cake in the carpark. Then when I was on my way to catch up with Ads someone decided to run into me. Little bugger. It was like one of those slow motion accidents where you can see them coming for you and begin to yell at them to stop before they smack into your car. So now Clemmy is sporting some scratches down her left side. I was thinking about it and I have decided I don't mind too much. That's not the side I use regularly anyway..

So after all that Emma and I left Sydney at about 4pm. We decided just to see how far we could get and then find a motel where ever we could. After the last experience with the weird man in leather we were keen to keep it safe.

We got into Coffs at about 10.30 only to find the Formula 1 was closed. But that is where things get cool. They have these touch-pad-atm-like-machine-things outside their motels, and all you have to do is enter some details and your credit card and it spits out a key! Welcome to the 21st Century!

We woke to some fantastic news about Amy and Chris which started the day off just right. And then headed back to Vegas. Got to tell you, by the time I got here I was weird. You know those so-tired-moments when the sentences don't seem to be able to connect into one another? Well the last couple of days have been them.

Today is the day that we move into our new place! Excited! and I need to go to uni to get other stuff sorted (not so exciting, but important all the same) I will be sure to post some photos of the new place when I can.

Memory lane

Just sat for a bit and read through the blog. Geez there is some rubbish on here. You would think, posting it out there for anyone to read, that I would be a little more careful with what I wrote, but nope, not really. There are bits when I'm mad, bit where I happy, mostly bits where it's really late at night and I am sitting around with my laptop for a bit before I go to bed. Weird hey? Like, imagine what our grandparents generation would think of that.

When Elissa went on exchange we used to write her letters and we were able to call only once a month. When Carly went, we used to log on to check the family email account twice a week, then, secretly, I set up my own account (imagine that!) so that I could speak to Pees with mumbles reading. When I went to Brazil we spoke once a week, and emailed almost daily when I was living in my second house there. Now, you just get on skype, enable webcam and you talk for free.

Sometimes I worry that all of this is going to leave me behind soon... Maybe it has, maybe no one blogs any more, and this is one of the things of old. I mean, I can't even get the DVD player to work. If I match up the coloured cables and it doesn't play on the screen, what do I do then?? My husband, who ever he may be, would want to be good at that sort of stuff. There are other talents I have that I cna bring to the relationship. I make good tea. Last week we learnt how to make Peach Jam and a little more interestingly Peach Schnapps.

Anyway, before I digress too much, things have changed. And I was just sitting around wondering at what point I would stop changing and moving with what was happening, or maybe if I had already and just not noticed. Maybe that's what happens to all of us.