Graduating 7 months late

This week has been pretty full on but I guess it has been like that ever since October last year.

It was nice to have the day off for my belated graduation at UQ but it felt kind of bizarre attending a ceremony so long after having already finished my degree. I wore my Vietnamese "ao dai" that I got made specifically for my grad a few years ago. Well, here's another one to add to my mum's wall of degrees at home! With 5 kids in the family, I think she'll be running out of wall space. I won't be in a hurry to attend another one though - all the pompous crap gets kinda boring after a while. Two is more than enough! Though my admissions ceremony this year will be the one to look out for.

Lately, I feel like I'm constantly rushing from place to place. I suppose it doesn't help that I'm always in Brisbane every weekend and it's such a shame that I haven't been able to enjoy my new place on the GC. I'm also stoked that I can now walk across the bridge to work. I rarely use my car now. Full time work is great but it's hard trying to fit everything and everyone in. So far, I have really enjoyed it - I guess I owe that to the fact that I love my job.

Mum has also just flown to Germany so I will have to try and drive back to Caloundra for most weekends after my Saturday lesson to check up on my Grandma and brothers.

Grace and I have already bought our flights (on an impulse) and insurance to Vanuatu for New Years Eve - can't wait. Hopefully, the fact that it is cyclone season won't hamper our fun!

Big sis, little bros and I

Grandma, Mum, and us 5

Dad & I

My 'little' bro Dorian and Mum

Phone cam view from my new place

At Glenelg

My 3 not-so-little brothers: Quinn, Dorian and Justin

Justin and Dorian

Still alive and kicking

Sorry for the lack of news. Work has been busy as usual but luckily for me I still really enjoy it.

I went to visit Grace and Jon in Adelaide earlier in the month. I can't understand why some people think it's a hole. I really enjoyed my stay there - great shops, beautiful parks and architecture, good restaurants and cafes and very up-to-date with all the foreign films. I guess as the "festival state", they have to be. We saw "Paris, je t'aime" - a movie full of short films. There were a few weird and wacky ones but some were quite good and pretty funny. Grace and I had a great time though my stay was way too short (only the weekend). On my last day, Grace and Jon took me to Glenelg for breakfast.

Since then I have just been getting stuck into work. I'm really behind with my PLT course but will have to do some quick catching up as my two weeks onsite participation/exams are on in the first two weeks of June... It will be great to be back in Brisbane - very exciting!

It seems like I'm still spending every spare minute in Brisbane. I'm in Brissie right now and next week will be here again for a migration conference and also for Kat's birthday.

The year has gone by pretty quickly which I'm happy about. Things are finally starting to happen.

New Developments

Me & Grace

Since moving to the Gold Coast three weeks ago, I haven't had a chance to settle down and discover the town.

I've been busy driving back to Brisbane and Caloundra to catch up with family and my good old uni mates every weekend.

Grace and Jon also came back for Grace's birthday weekend on the 9 February. We all had a brilliant weekend celebrating Grace's 25th and the end of my uni years with a BBQ at Moffat beach with lots of yummy food, 2 cakes and going for a frolick in the ocean.

I started my PLT course through College of Law on 12 February. I'm doing the course part-time while working full-time. I'm glad it's mainly online based. It's doing a great job with combining what I've learnt at uni together with the practical experience that I'm gaining at work. I should be finished in September and will be admitted some time after that. I will then also be eligible to apply for registration under the MARA. Very exciting.

Us 5 kids & Mum

Back to Paris

23 - 25 janvier 2007

I happily returned to Paris for the last leg of my trip.

I ended up staying in "Peace & Love Hostel" directly across Metro Jaurès - yes I was a little hesitant about booking here because of the dodgy name! I'm so glad I did though as I met a fabulous bunch of people. The layout of the place made it ideal for meeting new people. Ground floor was a bar and that's where you check-in!



I was staying in a room on the top floor. Unfortunately, there was no elevator so I had to lug all of my gear up the never-ending staircase (But as la patronne said: "It's very good for your bum!"). I nearly died on the fifth floor when I realised I still had a few more floors to go.

My first night was spent in the hostel's bar drinking with my new dorm mate, Ian - who happens to be a young English director/animator with a genius mind travelling around as he had been invited to show his work at some film festivals :) - who then introduced me to another troupe of people including brothers Zac and Tyler from Wyoming, Megan from New York and Todd from Brighton, Oz.

Zac promised us a night at this awesome club underneath some bridge somewhere in Paris called "Showcase". We eventually found the place but it was closed.

Headed to Champs-Élysées to find a club but believe it or not, we had huge difficulties doing so.


The rest of our time in Paris unfolded like this:

• Ended up in a pub called Dogstar with drinks that were way to expensive (Good Pastis though)!
  
• Met three random French guys - one of which was really scruffy/dodgy-looking.
  
• Scruffy French guy tries to lead us under the Arc deTriomphe and causes a bit of trouble with the French police who pull out batons.
  
• Found another club but just when we are about to get let in, they stop us because of the moronic French guy.
  
• Todd and I try to concoct a plan to somehow do a runner to ditch the French guys.
  
• Finally, a good samaritan arrives. This lady knew the bouncer at another club and got us in (including the dodgy French guy) without paying a cover charge.
  
• Drinking and dancing ensues with Ian doing his famous robot moves.
  
• I have a mini-regrettable moment with a random French-Arab guy.
  
• Todd and I catch a taxi back to the hostel at 4h30 am as the metro had stopped running while the others decided to brave it and walk home (unsuccessfully).
  

The next morning it snowed very briefly but stopped by the time we got outside. Megan, Zac, Tyler and I wearily trundled off to the Louvre, stopping in for a late breakfast of crepes. It's a great place with amazing works in it but by 5pm we were all walking around like zombies due to lack of sleep.

However, we hit the town again that night at Ian's suggestion who was meeting a friend there. It was a gig on the outskirts of Paris in Montreuil at a place called Instants Chavirés. There was a bit of a confusion about its location but we finally found out that there are two streets - both called rue Richard Lenoir. We finally found it after a few train rides. The place was located along a dark alleyway in a shed-like place.



There were a few line-ups. Jack Rose was absolutely brilliant. The artist before him was pretty okay as well. But for me, the last artist was so unbearable. I could only stand there for half an hour before I exited the building. I felt like I was going to pass out from the warmth, the overly smokey room and the terrible "music" which was for one, way too loud and just plain bizarre. The guy certainly had a unique style but it was as if he was making out with the machine in front of him the whole time. Strange. Found out when I got home that he is from New Zealand! I assumed he was some Euro-techno head.

Afterwards, we all headed back to the hostel pub to hang out until about 2am and I said my goodbyes to the crew as my flight back home was in a few more hours that morning.




Now, it's back to reality...

London

21 - 23 janvier 2007


Coming in to London was a bit of a shock to the system. I couldn't get over the fact that everyone was English-speaking.

To be honest, I never had much interest in going here but I really enjoyed my short stay - despite having to study for an exam. I found that the people were all super helpful and friendly. I just felt really at ease there.

The guy that picked me up from the airport decided to give me a running tour/history lesson of London on the way to the hostel which was great.

I stayed in the Generator Hostel. It is by far the most massive hostel I've ever seen. It holds hundreds of people and has amenities that are open nearly 24/7. The area was quite nice - it's right near Russell Square where the Uni of London is so it's full of students.

The only downfall was the weather. It was so painfully cold - I have never experienced anything like it before. I couldn't stop my teeth from chattering when I was outside after 5pm!

I also went to the movies in London and watched "Babel". To my absolute delight, part of the film was set in Morocco. I was wondering why the set looked so familiar! The film was alright but I found the Japanese section a little awkward.

Dismal view from the back of the hostel

Nice

18 - 21 janvier 2007

I headed back to France to chill out in the lovely beach town of Nice. The peace and serenity of this place was welcoming after the hustle bustle of Marrakech.

Though I still can't get over the fact that their beaches don't have sand! It's full of little pebbles.

The airport landing strip was the best I've ever seen too. The landing strip is right over the beach. I have no idea what happens to it at high tide...

Marrakech & Ouarzarzate

13 - 18 janvier 2007

Marrakech (Morocco) was an exciting and surreal experience. It has such a vibrant atmosphere. I don't think the place ever sleeps.

It was also a bit of a challenge doing it alone - especially as a female. Yes, I was hassled non-stop but it was all quite harmless - just annoying. Despite this minor aspect, the trip was well worth it and I had a wonderful time immersing myself in this culture/religion/way of life. I had studied Islam law in one of my subjects at uni but it was great to see all these ideals in practice in a non-extremist environment.

I stayed right in the heart of Marrakech at riad Rahba - a stone's throw away from Jemaa-El-Fna (not a drop of hot water - freezing cold showers!). Wandering through the area with all of its souks and snake charmers was great. The things that those merchants do just to get your attention is hilarious!

I headed to Ouarzarzate shortly after with a few random Italian air hostesses (who spoke no French so I spent the day interpreting for them!), stopping along the way to see the great UNESCO-protected Kasbah Ait Haddou. It has been used multiple times as film sets for features such as Gladiator. Absolutely amazing views from the top.

On our journey back to Marrakech, we ran into the same Berber guy. He was great entertainment. We spent nearly 15 minutes taking the photos below because we were in stitches from laughing so much! :)

Marseille

11 - 13 janvier 2007

I got on the TGV at Gare de Lyon and headed down south to Marseille.



I was a little nervous about going here as I had heard several negative reviews about this place - "dangerous, unwelcoming, dirty" etc. I'm happy to say that all of these misconceptions were dispelled as soon as I stepped off the train.

Sure enough, Paris seems almost perfect with its immaculate buildings but Marseille, the oldest city in France, is an intriguing place brimming with character. It was like walking into a melting pot with its mix of nationalities and a plethora of smells from the open markets, sea breeze and fishing port. I fell in love with this place.