Wednesday, January 30, 2013

29th-31st

So after the long adventurously learning new job filled with new peeps I headed out Monday morning to Melbourne. To get there, luckily I'm back on the bike, I have to ride from my place, Daylesford, to Ballan which is around 34km to hope on the V/Line train to Southern Cross, the heart of Melbourne, which takes an hour one way. Pretty easy eh? Takes about 45 minutes if I'm looking to hold 34+km/hr on semi hilly roads with barely any room between me and semi-truck wind tunnel, which surprisingly I did.
Got into Melbourne on a perfect sunny day and navigated to the windsor area going towards traffic sometimes, driving or riding on the left side of the road is starting to come along.
Hung out for a bit and took a two hour nap then went out to a really cool restaurant off church street, chapel turns into church street when you start to head away from windsor and go over the bridge, called Baby.
Baby is a nice light healthy italian restaurant featuring a really cool hip atmosphere with a cool bar that surrounds the dessert/prep area and also if your farthest from the door you get an amazing view of the whole place. The waiter was some italian guy who didn't really now anything, didn't care, but the regional pastry girl soon to be married super cute rockin personality was fun to talk to, didn't get a name because she was very indulged with some friends who came in but I'll be back to find out, another friend in the industry of a new country would be a relief.
Went to bed and woke up for some early poker action at the Crown Casino just right down the street from Southern Cross. Same thing hundred in went up and down till I said 150(50+) is good, I'm happy to make anything when I'm sinking my teeth into some table learning in person play with some old Auzzzeee blokes who were having a good laugh with a young turd.
Back on the bike, love the grinding momentum connection like its apart of me, to get back for some Marco I move my hands like a blind orchestrator every time I talk to a group, maybe a kings speech impediment growing up?, Pierre pulled back ratty scary grinch clown looking hair White and his flaming chest tie fat faced lover Matt Preston judging on Masterchef: The Professionals. God that was long. Masterchef is similar to Iron Chef but an Aussie dealio which has pretty cool cook offs and reinventions of old dishes, I still prefer Chopped on the Food Network though.
Hit the bed and woke up for a nice chill morning and smooth ride back to Southern to meet a new friend named Taz who lives in Geelong, Melbourne and Yay, pretty interesting! Had a good convo then headed off back for that 34km bike ride to see if the way TO Daylesford was going to be better or worse and it was actually faster considering it had more hills than downs? Very amazing views of the countrysides yellow plains and green patches of trees.
Ate some food till fill up all the resources that were drained and went back to work for a good 8 hours, which felt like the next day. To waking up and cleaning the whole place because it was a complete mess of things which i found a haxman or hangman or handman spider that is hugeee hiding underneath the dirty ass cobwebbed mop left outside. Put the spider in a jar, poked holes in the top lid of course, and went to work for another good shift of 8 hours while it poured outside, moved my bike into the shed if your wondering, and learned the bar side of things and how to make the perfect coffee.
Came back and found a huge moth for my hugeee spider which I'm going to release tomorrow, but prob think he was happy to be caged for a warm night rather than being pee'd on the thunderously crazy windy sky?
Laying in bed wiredly tired....

Some thoughts I had during this past couple of days:
If you could shoot for the stars, would you wanna go farther? Isn't anything possible?
Your body is a temple, your temple, your life, everything connected to you, so why give it to someone you don't even know? Why poison it with addictive mind/body destroying drugs, sugar carbohydrate alcohol, high fructose corn syrup dyed soda, and or unnecessary highly preservatived foods that it can't break down?
Love everyone even if they are incapable to love!
Tell everyone you know thank you for being who you are!

My quote:
Don't just dream, live it!

Some music you might like that I just brand spankingly listened to:
Moan - by Trentemoller (remix or original)
Ayume - by Hana
Right Back - by Yuri Kane
Nevergreen - by Emancipator
Sweet talk - by Kito & Reija Lee
Burial on the Presidio Banks - by This will destroy you
Anti gravity and Minimal beat - by Lyndsey Stirling
Butterfly - by Bassnectar
Starry eyed - by Ellie Goulding
#ABGT(Above and Beyond Group Therapy free podcast) as always

Youtube video geniousity for the blog:
http://youtu.be/QK8mJJJvaes

Some good ol oz slang I picked up:
Jet - bird
Day - die
Melbourne - melbunnn
Quay - key
Cigarette - fag
Utensils - cutlery
Fries - chips
Cool girl - Cunt (wtf)
Friend - bastard
Speedo - bathers
Teapot - billy
Double espresso - long black
Single espresso - short black
Cappuccino has choc in it as well
Dble esp. Macchiato - long mac
Sing esp. Mac - short mac
McDonalds - maccas
Burger king - Hungary jacks
Soldier - digger
Nerd - dag
Damn I'm good - fig jammer
Bill - docket
Anus - freckle

Pictures:
Ballan-Geelong road
Haxman spider
The world traveling bikeman
Wine cellar and private room

Keep it easy...and don't forget to live in the moment even if its windy outside or inside!



























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