City is cool as.
Flew in Thursday afternoon to be picked up by LA acquaintance, Matt, who turned out to be one of the best hosts ever! Right off we fed my undernourished self with some Grill'd. HOLY WOW. Puts American burgers to shame. This thing was insane: The Mighty Melbourne. "Grilled 100% lean beef, tasty cheese, crispy trim bacon, free range egg, a couple of slices of beetroot with salad, relish & herbed mayo." It was insane, I didn't even know what I was eating, and paired with some Aussie chips, did me in for quite some time. So off to the Aussie Rules footy match! I don't care too much for sports, but this is fun. Really, get you some. Rooted for the Melbourne Demons, of course, even though they lost (and often lose) by a bit; we're diehards. Aussie Rules is like soccer with hands. Players can run (in short shorts, mind you) all round the field, kicking, flailing, throwing punches, and just getting downright dirty as they attempt to get the ball through the poles. Between the inner two poles earning 6 points, and the outer two earning 1. Oh and I <3 Jack Watts. Look him up.
Thursday night went out with Matt's mates to Eve Bar in the city, just a skip from the stadium. So. Fun. Aussies know good music....most of the time. The quaint, eclectic and chic club was jam packed with mainly locals bumping ecstatically to house beats. These kids know how to dance too. None of that American-style bump 'n grind, but just fun movin' and groovin' and showing the world what you've got. Funniest part: at one point the music takes a drastic turn and Oasis's Wonderwall is blaring throughout. What? Whaaaaat? Very random, I thought. Not the Aussies. They LOVE this song. LOVE IT. Literally everyone rushes to the dance floor to scream this old school tune at the top of their lungs like we're at a middle school dance and everyone is simultaneously rapping Baby Got Back. Such a hoot. Naturally, I joined right in on the festivities. "I said maaaaaaybe, you're gonna be the one who saaaaaaves me..." :)
The rest of the weekend took on a touristy feel with a trip to the beach, loads of wandering down the main streets of downtown Melbourne, a zoo visit, and two more nights out. Loads to see, an absolute blast, and many fun people. Here's a mini picture tour to give you a better feel:
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| Sorry to exploit you, Zaki, but you are the CUTEST dog ever! Matt and I dragged Zaki to and fro and all around the city. The 4-month old Poodle and Cavalier King Charles Spaniel mix stopped everyone, literally everyone dead in their tracks for a quick belly rub. |
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A real 'roo! The zoo on Saturday was a blast from the past, complete with 'roos, wallabies, emus, koalas, and all the other typical zoo animals. Matt has this bizarre power to make the animals play dead when we walked by, so it was more of a dead animal zoo than a live one.
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| Rozie, funny fellow, is a prime example of a dancing Aussie. I mean, he REALLY had the moves. Ha! |
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| The beers were itty bitty, but can't complain since they were free at Matt's friend's 21st. Yeah open bar! |
Flew in Thursday afternoon to be picked up by LA acquaintance, Matt, who turned out to be one of the best hosts ever! Right off we fed my undernourished self with some Grill'd. HOLY WOW. Puts American burgers to shame. This thing was insane: The Mighty Melbourne. "Grilled 100% lean beef, tasty cheese, crispy trim bacon, free range egg, a couple of slices of beetroot with salad, relish & herbed mayo." It was insane, I didn't even know what I was eating, and paired with some Aussie chips, did me in for quite some time. So off to the Aussie Rules footy match! I don't care too much for sports, but this is fun. Really, get you some. Rooted for the Melbourne Demons, of course, even though they lost (and often lose) by a bit; we're diehards. Aussie Rules is like soccer with hands. Players can run (in short shorts, mind you) all round the field, kicking, flailing, throwing punches, and just getting downright dirty as they attempt to get the ball through the poles. Between the inner two poles earning 6 points, and the outer two earning 1. Oh and I <3 Jack Watts. Look him up.
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