Brisbane
Brisbane was lovely.
I had worked so hard leading up to the launch I just needed a break, to get away from my computer and to spend some quality time with Adam. Which is exactly what I did.
The weather was much warmer than it had been in Melbourne, although it did rain a bit and there were a few cloudy days. There was one gorgeously sunny day that I spent by the pool in my bikinis, the other days I spent a lot of time on the couch, watching TV. I walked into the city most afternoons, where Adam would meet me after work and we'd walk home together.
Adam's apartment is in South Brisbane, right next to Southbank. It has a big balcony & a great view of the river that snakes through Brisbane, and is about a 20min walk to the city. And about a 10min walk to Cold Rock, the best ice cream in the world!! If I were not in a band I would definitely move up there with him. Brisbane is a really pretty city, and what great weather! Apparently it gets too hot in summer, but the winter was glorious!
Adam has Foxtel up there and had gotten into Rockstar Supernova, and taped the last few weeks for me, so I totally got into that. I'm obsessed with Australian Idol, I've always liked talent shows, I was brought up on Young Talent Time, Pot Of Gold and New Faces, so Aust Idol is the natural extention of this I suppose. But Rockstar is SO much better!!! Everything about it - the lighting, the songs, the talent, the band, the judges... just so much better. Idol is quite shit in comparison. But I still love it!!!
On Sunday night we went to a salsa club in the Valley called Allumbra. There is an Allumbra in Melbourne but this was heaps better. A decent sized dance floor & not lumpy like the Melbourne one, a good band and heaps of good salsa dancers. We tried, but salsa's quite new to us and we're not very good yet. It was great just to watch the real dancers at work, I was particularly admiring one girl who had a hot pair of white capri jeans on. I decided I wanted a pair. The body to go with it would be good too but the jeans would be a good start.
Later on we were attempting to dance and mainly getting in everybody's way when i felt this sharp pain in my calf, like i'd been stabbed. "Motherfucker!" I shrieked (an involuntary response) and at the same time whipped my head around to see who had kicked me. To my horror, the owner of the offending 4 inch stiletto was none other than girl with hot white capri pants. The best dancer in the place. The one i wanted to be like. I had just called her a motherfucker. Whoops.
"Oh my god I'm sooo sorry!" I gushed. "That just came out, I didn't mean it."
Later when I was nursing a bruise the size of a tennis ball (how does a stiletto heel cause that?) I decided my swearing really was justified, it must have been a very hard kick!
The next night Adam and I attended salsa class to brush up our skills a bit. It had been a very long time since I'd attended a dance class of any kind, and I struggled a bit with the concept of learning a routine. Compounded by the fact that they had started learning the routine last week, so I was coming in half way through. I got through it ok and managed to enjoy it but realised I need to do a lot more work if I want to be a confident salsa dancer.
It was great spending so much time with Adam. We have been apart for over 6 months now, and weekend visits every few weeks are never long enough. This would be 10 days in a row, including the CD launch, my week in Brisbane, and Adam coming back to Melbourne with me for the following weekend. What luxury!!
We cooked dinner together a few nights which was nice, I get a bit over cooking for one and I think he does too. We also went out a few times, including one night with Adam's friend Rob. We met up straight after work and saw An Inconvenient Truth, which definitely got us thinking and talking. After that went to a pub in the city that had comedy/theatre sports on, and had an appalling counter meal while watching some fairly funny people do their thing. It was a weird combination of activities but a fun night, and I really like Rob, he's a lovely guy. I'd met him before, briefly, at a work lunch with lots of other people, so hadn't really spent any time with him. But I feel good now knowing that Adam has a friend like him to hang out with, see movies once a week and be hilarious with. I do get worried about him being lonely up there. It's ok for me, I've still got all my friends around me and life goes on, poor Adam sometimes only has Foxtel for company. Not the funnest dinner date!!!
The week was over way too soon and we flew back together (a rare event for us!) for a weekend of chaotic funness.
Saturday: Adam plays Paintball Skirmish with a huge group of our friends. Cara is too much of a wuss so goes shopping for Derby Day (horse race) with the girls - Bridgett & Claire - also too wussy to do Paintball. We spend the day looking at shoes, dresses and fascinators. Fun!! Sore feet ensue.
Saturday night: Adam's friend Mimma celebrates her 30th birthday at an italian restaurant in Werribee. A very enjoyable gathering despite us both being rather tired. This is a group of friends we don't see very often, and I feel my age when one couple are just back from their honeymoon and another bring pictures of their new baby. We are grown ups now!!! When did this happen??? As the dinner came to a close we reluctantly headed to the city to see some friends who are leaving to live in New Zealand. We really couldn't be bothered going to the city but they're leaving so what can you do? It was horribly smoky & loud in the club (what did I say about getting old?) and we stayed the minimum polite amount of time before racing towards bed.
Sunday: Lots of sleep. Can't remember much else. Must've taken Adam to the airport. Did a fill on 3RRR 10pm till midnight, the third one i have done for this timeslot recently. It went well, although my voice was feeling very tired after a full 10 days of being able to talk to Adam whenever I wanted to.
Tomorrow: an appointment with the voice specialist to check out my nodules and see whether he thinks they're improving or not. Dummm da dum dum!
I had worked so hard leading up to the launch I just needed a break, to get away from my computer and to spend some quality time with Adam. Which is exactly what I did.
The weather was much warmer than it had been in Melbourne, although it did rain a bit and there were a few cloudy days. There was one gorgeously sunny day that I spent by the pool in my bikinis, the other days I spent a lot of time on the couch, watching TV. I walked into the city most afternoons, where Adam would meet me after work and we'd walk home together.
Adam's apartment is in South Brisbane, right next to Southbank. It has a big balcony & a great view of the river that snakes through Brisbane, and is about a 20min walk to the city. And about a 10min walk to Cold Rock, the best ice cream in the world!! If I were not in a band I would definitely move up there with him. Brisbane is a really pretty city, and what great weather! Apparently it gets too hot in summer, but the winter was glorious!
Adam has Foxtel up there and had gotten into Rockstar Supernova, and taped the last few weeks for me, so I totally got into that. I'm obsessed with Australian Idol, I've always liked talent shows, I was brought up on Young Talent Time, Pot Of Gold and New Faces, so Aust Idol is the natural extention of this I suppose. But Rockstar is SO much better!!! Everything about it - the lighting, the songs, the talent, the band, the judges... just so much better. Idol is quite shit in comparison. But I still love it!!!
On Sunday night we went to a salsa club in the Valley called Allumbra. There is an Allumbra in Melbourne but this was heaps better. A decent sized dance floor & not lumpy like the Melbourne one, a good band and heaps of good salsa dancers. We tried, but salsa's quite new to us and we're not very good yet. It was great just to watch the real dancers at work, I was particularly admiring one girl who had a hot pair of white capri jeans on. I decided I wanted a pair. The body to go with it would be good too but the jeans would be a good start.
Later on we were attempting to dance and mainly getting in everybody's way when i felt this sharp pain in my calf, like i'd been stabbed. "Motherfucker!" I shrieked (an involuntary response) and at the same time whipped my head around to see who had kicked me. To my horror, the owner of the offending 4 inch stiletto was none other than girl with hot white capri pants. The best dancer in the place. The one i wanted to be like. I had just called her a motherfucker. Whoops.
"Oh my god I'm sooo sorry!" I gushed. "That just came out, I didn't mean it."
Later when I was nursing a bruise the size of a tennis ball (how does a stiletto heel cause that?) I decided my swearing really was justified, it must have been a very hard kick!
The next night Adam and I attended salsa class to brush up our skills a bit. It had been a very long time since I'd attended a dance class of any kind, and I struggled a bit with the concept of learning a routine. Compounded by the fact that they had started learning the routine last week, so I was coming in half way through. I got through it ok and managed to enjoy it but realised I need to do a lot more work if I want to be a confident salsa dancer.
It was great spending so much time with Adam. We have been apart for over 6 months now, and weekend visits every few weeks are never long enough. This would be 10 days in a row, including the CD launch, my week in Brisbane, and Adam coming back to Melbourne with me for the following weekend. What luxury!!
We cooked dinner together a few nights which was nice, I get a bit over cooking for one and I think he does too. We also went out a few times, including one night with Adam's friend Rob. We met up straight after work and saw An Inconvenient Truth, which definitely got us thinking and talking. After that went to a pub in the city that had comedy/theatre sports on, and had an appalling counter meal while watching some fairly funny people do their thing. It was a weird combination of activities but a fun night, and I really like Rob, he's a lovely guy. I'd met him before, briefly, at a work lunch with lots of other people, so hadn't really spent any time with him. But I feel good now knowing that Adam has a friend like him to hang out with, see movies once a week and be hilarious with. I do get worried about him being lonely up there. It's ok for me, I've still got all my friends around me and life goes on, poor Adam sometimes only has Foxtel for company. Not the funnest dinner date!!!
The week was over way too soon and we flew back together (a rare event for us!) for a weekend of chaotic funness.
Saturday: Adam plays Paintball Skirmish with a huge group of our friends. Cara is too much of a wuss so goes shopping for Derby Day (horse race) with the girls - Bridgett & Claire - also too wussy to do Paintball. We spend the day looking at shoes, dresses and fascinators. Fun!! Sore feet ensue.
Saturday night: Adam's friend Mimma celebrates her 30th birthday at an italian restaurant in Werribee. A very enjoyable gathering despite us both being rather tired. This is a group of friends we don't see very often, and I feel my age when one couple are just back from their honeymoon and another bring pictures of their new baby. We are grown ups now!!! When did this happen??? As the dinner came to a close we reluctantly headed to the city to see some friends who are leaving to live in New Zealand. We really couldn't be bothered going to the city but they're leaving so what can you do? It was horribly smoky & loud in the club (what did I say about getting old?) and we stayed the minimum polite amount of time before racing towards bed.
Sunday: Lots of sleep. Can't remember much else. Must've taken Adam to the airport. Did a fill on 3RRR 10pm till midnight, the third one i have done for this timeslot recently. It went well, although my voice was feeling very tired after a full 10 days of being able to talk to Adam whenever I wanted to.
Tomorrow: an appointment with the voice specialist to check out my nodules and see whether he thinks they're improving or not. Dummm da dum dum!
posted by Aussie Rock Chick at 2:43 PM
2 Comments:
I am SOOO glad you have this Blog. I almost feel as though I'm still over there with you. Not quite as fun, but still, it reminds me of what I'm missing out on...
And it kind of makes me want to get off my arse and get on with my own Blog, which has been neglected of late...now we have t'internet I may well be changing that (and neglecting B instead...)
Sxxx
I'm glad I have it too, it will be a great record of things and makes me feel closer to you guys as well. I'm struggling with the fact that I simply can't blog everything - I'm such a completist, it's really hard to let things go. Sometimes I will come back to the important things but I'll have to learn to move on otherwise I'll probably never write anything!!
Yes your blog has been a little neglected recently, I noticed that! Good to hear it will be getting more love (and consequently so will I!)
C xo
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