Solved mysteries and socialist rallies

Trip Start Oct 28, 2004
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Trip End Aug 08, 2005


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Friday, June 24, 2005

It seems as if there was no super natural being responsible for our missing belongings. As you may have already suspected the culprit was, in fact, our roommate. We were packing to fly out of Sydney when Molly first noticed my shirt on our roommate's bed and later, after a bit of nosing around, found most of our other "borrowed" goods. We even uncovered items that we didn't know had gone missing. Mystery solved...although we're still waiting for Molly's black pants to turn up.

We're now in Melbourne after a great couple days in Sydney. Dion introduced us to the nightlife in his neighborhood and took us to see his favorite jazz band, fronted by Jackie O. The event took place in a members only club and because of the red, dim lighting and smokey atmosphere, Molly and I felt like we were hanging out with the Mob. While it would have been a good story to be involved in some underground poker game with fat italian men and their automatic weapons, we instead spent a couple hours listening to a ten peice band play some good music. The next night was spent eating and drinking at Dions with an inpromtu outting to see a Kiwi musician, Greg Johnson, perform. Yet again we were at a mob-esque theatre and it seemed like the three of us were the only ones who knew the music. We represented New Zealand well and shouted out requests and gave a couple standing ovations. And of course, because of our magnetic personalities were photographed for some music magazine. Our modeling debut should be made public in a few days time.

Since we're now ladies of leisure, having left our bar work back in Queenstown, we have been enjoying Melbourne like a true traveler. It's a bit cooler than we imagined but have still managed to spend our day today laying in the park basking in the sun. We have found this trip to be very go with the flow as we arrived to the city without even a place to stay. That could explain how we ended up at a Socialist Rally this afternoon. Just a bunch of fifteen year old kids playing music on stage fighting for free education and anti-war supporters arguing to get troops out of Iraq, but all against John Howard. So we can now check that off our list of things to do before we die: Participate in a Socialist Rally. Unfortunately, however, we missed the march earlier in the day.

Tonight we may go to a Dracula Caberet Dinner Theatre or check out the stage production of Dirty Dancing. Whatever the case, it'll beat last night's viewing of the Hollywood Blockbuster, Herbie.
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