April.

April.

April was my favorite month. Not to hate on the other months (even if some have bore more fruit ;) ) but April was crazy! So busy doing something EVERY chance I could get! It started the way March ended, in Melbourne! There is nothing like the sound of an F1 car driving by you at nearly top speed. I've been to racing events since I was a little kid and I've never felt the need to wear earplugs... tainted the experience for me... but one car was all it took to convert me! the power of those beautiful machines is AWESOME! the weekend was amazing! sipping Port in a tent, walking and goofing around on the track after the race, partying in the bars on Brunswick St., hanging out with one of my best buds in the world at a time when I needed a friendly face... so great! Of course, I wouldn't be me without having an incident: on race day, my pass fell out of my pocket either getting into or out of a taxi. One massive panic attack later and having to drag Danny out of his bed to come down and help me sort out getting a replacement ticket, we were there sitting in our seats; me much relieved and Danny with a smug-I-told-you-everything-would-be-fine look on his face!
The next weekend I went away on a surfing trip down the coast with some mates from work: Pabs, Brendan, Silke, Enrique and Rafe. BEAUTIFUL place, Jervis Bay. Unfortunately, the seas had surged for the weekend making the place we originally wanted to go too big for us. But after some searching we found a perfect stretch of beach for us to 'hang ten'. Even though I'm relatively shit at it (I can stand but that's aboot it) I LOVE surfing! I'm not hardcore aboot it like the 6am'ers but it's so exhilirating. On the ride home we came across the cliffs of Genoa, just as the sun was going down. The reason we pulled over was that the size of the waves were so massive, we were just in awe. No picture, though I took many, could acurately represent how big they were.
What do you do for Easter weekend in Sydney? Go to the Easter Show rodeo, of course! My best mate here, Rosie, and I took it in and had a "brilliant", as she would say, time. Rodeo, Mottocross, Car tricks, log chopping, farm animals galore and a Kangaroo burger!! What more could you ask for? Though I think Rosie would advise you to stay away from the Croc sausage, or Croc-dog as I like to call it!
To finish the month off I would begin my love affair with horseback riding... and my hatred for chafing!






Brendan, not me... He's Scottish... go figure...