Travel of the less exotic kind
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luckycanuckI'm still waking up early and having a hard time getting back to sleep. I hope I've got it sorted now because being back on Australian time would be a plus. The cold is leaving me too, but it's not gone yet.
I left work mid afternoon yesterday to fly to Dubbo. It's not quite as cosmopolitan as most of the places I've been recently, but it's where I am now. I did pushups in front of the Old Dubbo Gaol and in front of the Village Bakery Cafe, the first bakery ever to win the Great Australian Meat Pie competition twice. My cheese and bacon pie for breakfast was very satisfying.
Today I gave a presentation on my demographic work which everyone loved and the whole thing went very well. I think I may send it to my American contact so he knows the kind of work I do.
I ran into a former Deputy Prime Minister in Sydney Airport yesterday. I knew him from when I first came down to Canberra and he asked what I was doing now, we chatted about how Julia Gillard and her party are really struggling, and he also asked where I was worshipping now in Canberra.
This guy was know for be quite openly religious and I had discussed the prospect of the priesthood with him. He is a lot more conservative and a lot more happy clappy than I am. I never told him about the rugby team I play on or about being in the Mardi Gras parade because I feel it would be an odd conversation.
And I realised that through Lent I scarcely set foot in a church. That's a record for me. But I think I am needing some space away at the moment.
In the airport I also spoke to a high ranking officer in the NSW Fire Brigade. He's been at it for 28 years and loves it, and says apparently there are firefighter exchanges to overseas countries which would be nice. I'll be doing more looking into things next week.
Off to Sydney now! Tomorrow I may be modelling for a Convicts poster. We will see how it goes.
I left work mid afternoon yesterday to fly to Dubbo. It's not quite as cosmopolitan as most of the places I've been recently, but it's where I am now. I did pushups in front of the Old Dubbo Gaol and in front of the Village Bakery Cafe, the first bakery ever to win the Great Australian Meat Pie competition twice. My cheese and bacon pie for breakfast was very satisfying.
Today I gave a presentation on my demographic work which everyone loved and the whole thing went very well. I think I may send it to my American contact so he knows the kind of work I do.
I ran into a former Deputy Prime Minister in Sydney Airport yesterday. I knew him from when I first came down to Canberra and he asked what I was doing now, we chatted about how Julia Gillard and her party are really struggling, and he also asked where I was worshipping now in Canberra.
This guy was know for be quite openly religious and I had discussed the prospect of the priesthood with him. He is a lot more conservative and a lot more happy clappy than I am. I never told him about the rugby team I play on or about being in the Mardi Gras parade because I feel it would be an odd conversation.
And I realised that through Lent I scarcely set foot in a church. That's a record for me. But I think I am needing some space away at the moment.
In the airport I also spoke to a high ranking officer in the NSW Fire Brigade. He's been at it for 28 years and loves it, and says apparently there are firefighter exchanges to overseas countries which would be nice. I'll be doing more looking into things next week.
Off to Sydney now! Tomorrow I may be modelling for a Convicts poster. We will see how it goes.
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Date: 2011-04-29 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 06:45 am (UTC)On the 14th we will be having our strip show. You are welcome to come. You can wear your Convicts shirt!
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Date: 2011-04-29 07:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 07:06 am (UTC)But yes, often I tend not to have the instinct that stops people from talking to strangers.