Saturday, June 04, 2005
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My more thoughful readers will enjoy following this link to something that explains in graphic detail why some of the reactions of Australians to the SC fiasco are such embarrassing nonsense. I found it via Mellipop's link to Blondie etc... ain't the internet a wonderful place for just driftin' around? And if you're interested in another thoughtful view on SC why not pop in here.
I've been socializing and enjoying the delights the small town of Darwin has to offer in the dry season. I say small town because, even thought it's allegedly one of Australia's capital cities, it's small enough that you never go out without meeting someone you know... and it even has erudite residents such as our most famous blogger.
Last Friday evening I went to see three short plays put on by the local theatre company in a gorgeous little historic stone building called Brown's Mart (presumably one of the early markets in this town was held there). It is all very low-key and 'alternative'. The plays were excellent; all built around the linking theme of 'caravan'. One was from the perspective of a 12 year old girl who goes for a beachside holiday in a caravan with her parents. It examined the family dynamics and sexual undertones of the parents and the girl. The second was very dark, about an older couple travelling around Australia in a caravan and his gradual decline in Alzheimers - too close for comfort this one, I could identify with far too many of his symptoms! The third examined the relationships and expectations of people who run stalls at our local markets and posed the question: are people looking to find something or running away from something at these places built on illusion. We had dinner beforehand on the Darwin wharf - sensational fresh barramundi, calamari and prawns - overlooking a harbour that looked like the skin of a blue pearl in the dusk. A million dollar meal for a total of $14 each including the beer- and for US readers, our dollar is only worth about 70 cents US.
Saturday night was another spectacular tropical night under the stars watching the Darwin Symphony Orchestra perform in the Botanic Gardens. A highlight was the appearance of two principal dancers from The Australian Ballet who performed the pas de deux from The Nutcracker. Everyone was there from Ted Eagan, The Administrator (=Governor) and Clare Martin, Chief Minister (=Premier) to thousands of family groups just lolling around on their deck chairs enjoying a picnic and a few drinks.
Last night I went to a charity fund-raiser, fashion parade - once more outdoors- at the Darwin Sailing Club. For $25 entry fee and the cost of a few raffle tickets (with great prizes including an $1800 black pearl necklace and a basket of Clarins beauty products), you got substantial 'nibblies' passed around throughout the evening and as much wine, beer or other mixers as you could drink. Excellent value, and spent the evening chatting to a very amusing and down to earth woman who turned out to be the donor of the black pearl (which I unfortunately did not win). We both became a lot more amusing as the evening wore on and the drinks went down. The fashion parade was quite good too!
And if you don't want to know about SC, or about the social life of Darwin, you could visit Adam for some pretty pure relaxation in one of the most beautiful places in Australia; Broome.
I've been socializing and enjoying the delights the small town of Darwin has to offer in the dry season. I say small town because, even thought it's allegedly one of Australia's capital cities, it's small enough that you never go out without meeting someone you know... and it even has erudite residents such as our most famous blogger.
Last Friday evening I went to see three short plays put on by the local theatre company in a gorgeous little historic stone building called Brown's Mart (presumably one of the early markets in this town was held there). It is all very low-key and 'alternative'. The plays were excellent; all built around the linking theme of 'caravan'. One was from the perspective of a 12 year old girl who goes for a beachside holiday in a caravan with her parents. It examined the family dynamics and sexual undertones of the parents and the girl. The second was very dark, about an older couple travelling around Australia in a caravan and his gradual decline in Alzheimers - too close for comfort this one, I could identify with far too many of his symptoms! The third examined the relationships and expectations of people who run stalls at our local markets and posed the question: are people looking to find something or running away from something at these places built on illusion. We had dinner beforehand on the Darwin wharf - sensational fresh barramundi, calamari and prawns - overlooking a harbour that looked like the skin of a blue pearl in the dusk. A million dollar meal for a total of $14 each including the beer- and for US readers, our dollar is only worth about 70 cents US.
Saturday night was another spectacular tropical night under the stars watching the Darwin Symphony Orchestra perform in the Botanic Gardens. A highlight was the appearance of two principal dancers from The Australian Ballet who performed the pas de deux from The Nutcracker. Everyone was there from Ted Eagan, The Administrator (=Governor) and Clare Martin, Chief Minister (=Premier) to thousands of family groups just lolling around on their deck chairs enjoying a picnic and a few drinks.
Last night I went to a charity fund-raiser, fashion parade - once more outdoors- at the Darwin Sailing Club. For $25 entry fee and the cost of a few raffle tickets (with great prizes including an $1800 black pearl necklace and a basket of Clarins beauty products), you got substantial 'nibblies' passed around throughout the evening and as much wine, beer or other mixers as you could drink. Excellent value, and spent the evening chatting to a very amusing and down to earth woman who turned out to be the donor of the black pearl (which I unfortunately did not win). We both became a lot more amusing as the evening wore on and the drinks went down. The fashion parade was quite good too!
And if you don't want to know about SC, or about the social life of Darwin, you could visit Adam for some pretty pure relaxation in one of the most beautiful places in Australia; Broome.
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