15 April 2009

Day 1 into 2: The Time [not space] Continuum

It is difficult to really say where Day 1 ended and Day 2 began . . . mostly because they were the same span of time with no sleeping in between them. There is a rule [which Leah is very hot on] that states if one does not go to sleep then it cannot become the next day. This is why you must go to sleep before midnight on Christmas Eve or you don't get a Christmas at all!
So with reference to this principle technically Day 1 and 2 are just one day. However for the ease of the narrative let's pretend they are two separate periods of time.

I got off the plane at about 09:00 in Melbourne and got straight on the Skybus into the city. A very informative and brilliantly timed TV show plays on your way into the city telling you all about what you can do and where you should go. It recommends Draculas and I am trying to persuade Leah and El to attend this scary cabaret restaurant. So far no luck.

As I stepped off the bus Leah flew down the ramp and so the reunion was complete and the reason for my trip attained. It was emotional but unfortunately I don't think I pulled off my best performance, in fact, I don't think I was very convincing at all as I was too tired to have feelings. Suffice to say that you'll have to take my word for it.

I had then possibly the best cup of coffee in the world [excepting the Red Roaster] in a cafe called the Grocery Bar. Possibly because it was the first cup in 48 hours. I also ate some real food.

I was then taken to Rupert - and he is a beaut. Absolute blinder of a flat. Great tall ceilings and lots of light. Lovey spiral staircase.

We spent the day wandering; went to the beach and Luna Park [old school 1950's theme park] and then drank wine [which at the time I didn't realise would be such a bad idea] and ate some very tasty pizza. We were acosted by the first person I have spoken to in 24 years with a proper Australian accent. She was very drunk and crazy about Brighton and the Fat Boy Slim concert on the beach. Yes even here it is legendary.

I too was drunk. After only two glasses [which is about two glasses earlier than this usually happens] and started thinking quite deeply about the quality of the barman's blue eyes [crystal clear oceans of aquamarine etc.]. It was at this point about 19:30 local time.

I was taken home. I was made to watch Superhero Movie - I do not remember anything that happens in this film. Leah had to shout at me at regular intervals to keep me from what I was insisting was "resting my eyes".

Finally, after what felt like several lifetimes El kindly pumped up the glorious airbed and I was allowed to sleep and readers - it was awesome.

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