A really cool trip with auntie Jadzia

Trip Start Jan 22, 2010
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Trip End Mar 22, 2010


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Sunday, February 7, 2010

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For the first time I heard about the Byron Bay when onboard the Brilliance, from my facial therapist, Aussie Kat: "When you`re in Australia, you have to go to the Byron Bay!" – she said to me. Therefore when Jadzia said that one day we could go for a trip there, I didn`t protest. On a Sunday morning me and auntie Jadzia left for the trip. From the Gold Coast to the Byron Bay is only 45 min of driving distance. It used to be not such a hot spot, but nowadays thousands of tourists from all over the World come to visit the place. It`s not only because it`s Australia`s most Eastern point, but also because of the parties that take place in here, which attract so many (especially young) people.
When we got to the town centre, the rain was simply p**sing. We decided to go for a little shopping (read: Jadzia was trying on different clothes, and I was judging :D), then we stopped by to have a coffee and some cake. By the time we got off there, the skies started clearing up so we drove towards the famous light house. We walked up a hill where we had a view at the bay and the peninsula. Far away there you could also see the dolphins. We wandered down the path for a little while, then we decided to go back. It was so freaking humid out there!
By the light house we met some tourists from Croatia. When they asked where we were from, Jadzia answered for both of us before I even managed to open my mouth: “I am Australian and she – here she pointed at me - is my guest from Poland…” So that`s how we call it now? My question is: does living in a certain country for 30 years or so make you a national of it? I`m just recalling a quote from a movie I that watched yesterday: “You can have a British passport, but it doesn`t mean that they will treat you like a British citizen. For the other British you will always be different, you`ll be Jewish…” From the other hand, Australia is sort of a man-made country, so are the United States. The nation was made up by the immigrants coming from every corner of the World, but paradoxically the native Australians, Aborigins, are rather treated like strangers in this land. I`ll write about it another time though. I`m glad that Jadzia and Chris have managed to assymilate so well and I realize how hard it must have been at the beginnings. Jadzia told me that for the first five or ten years, she used to cry every Christmas Eve. Both of them, especially Chris, have undeniable foreign accent. From the other hand, when uncle Chris is speaking Polish, he certainly has… an Aussie accent! I still keep thinking of an identity of such people. Do they really know who they are?
For our lunch we had nachos with different dips, then we went to the beach. While Jadzia was sitting on a bench, I went to jump in the waves. Late in the afternoon we drove back to the house in the Gold Coast.


POLSKI:

O Byron Bay powiedziala mi moja kosmetyczna ze statku, Australijka Kat: "Jak bedziesz w Australii, to musisz pojechac do Byron Bay!". Gdy zatem Jadzia zaproponowala mi, ze moglybysmy ktoregos dnia wybrac sie tam na wycieczke, nie protestowalam. W niedzielny poranek ja i ciocia Jadzia wyruszlysmy na wycieczke. Byron Bay, czyli Zatoka Byrona, oddalona jest od Gold Coast tylko 45 minut jazdy. Kiedys malo popularna, dzis przyciaga hordy turystow z calego swiata. Nie tylko dlatego, ze jest to najbardziej wysuniety na wschod punkt Australii, ale tez ze wzgledu na imprezowa atmosfere, ktora przyciaga przede wszystkim mlodych ludzi.
Gdy dojechalysmy do centrum miasteczka, po prostu lalo. Poszlysmy wiec na zakupy (czytaj: Jadzia mierzyla, ja ocenialam :D) , a nastepnie na kawe i ciasto. Do czasu gdy skonczylysmy, zaczelo sie przejasniac, wiec ruszylysmy w strone slynnej latarni. Wspielysmy sie na wzgorze, skad rozposcieral sie widok na przyladek i zatoke. W dali mozna bylo zobaczyc delfiny. Przeszlysmy kawalek sciezka, po czym zawrocilysmy. Bylo tak potwornie duszno!
Przy latarni spotkalysmy turystow z Chorwacji. Gdy spytali, skad jestesmy, Jadzia odpowiedziala za nas dwie, zanim zdazylam otworzyc buzie: "Ja jestem Australijka, a ona - tu wskazala na mnie - jest moim gosciem z Polski..." Ah wiec to tak! Pytanie, czy 30 lat zamieszkiwania w danym kraju czyni z Ciebie obywatela danej narodowosci? Teraz przypomnial mi sie cytat z filmu, ktory obejrzalam doslownie wczoraj: "Mozesz miec brytyjski paszport, ale to nie oznacza, ze beda cie traktowac jak Brytyjczyka. Dla Brytyjczykow zawsze bedziesz inny, bedziesz Zydem..." Z drugiej strony, Australia jest sztucznym tworem, troche tak jak Ameryka. Narod ten tworza imigranci z kazdego zakatka swiata, a paradoksalnie rdzenni mieszkancy, Aborygeni, sa raczej traktowani jako obcy na tej ziemi. Ale ten watek szerzej porusze kiedy indziej. Ciesze sie, ze Jadzia i Chris zdolali sie tak dobrze zasymilowac i zdaje sobie sprawe z tego, jak przez pierwsze lata musialo byc im ciezko. Jadzia mowila, ze przez pierwszych piec czy dziesiec lat plakala co Wigilie. Oboje, szczegolnie wujek, maja nadal niezaprzeczalnie obcy akcent. Z drugiej strony, gdy wujek mowi po polsku, to paradoksalnie ma... akcent australijski! Caly czas sie zastanawiam nad tozsamoscia takich ludzi. Czy na pewno wiedza, kim sa?
Poszlysmy na lunch, na ktore skladaly sie nachos i rozne dipy, a nastepnie na plaze. Podczas gdy Jadzia siedziala na lawce, ja pluskalam sie w wodzie. Poznym popoludniem wrocilysmy do domu na Gold Coast...
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