Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Round Trip, the Other Way Though

Back in Melbourne more than one hour late from Gold Coast as Qantas engineers strike delays my Jetstar flight... When the bus reach Southern Cross it's like 12:20 so no wonder no trains or trams anymore on a weekday... Took a cab home and have to change the linen something and take a shower, bed at about 2.

Turn back a bit.

I don't remember I have ever cried like that in a bus, well actually I haven't been crying for quite a long while, and I don't even know what it is for. We'll definitely meet again right? It doesn't work that way no matter what right? Why is it like something very important that I lost somehow while I've never had it? I know I did seem weird taking up two seats with my backpack, sobbing and looking around a crowded bus through my tears, I meant to stop it but I just can't help until it was like fifteen minutes to the airport that I managed to calm down. I tried to make myself cry last night on the bed but it did not work until I am writing such stuff now.

It's maybe that hug. I finally work out.

You remind me too much about that person I guess, whom I had never hugged like that from the front. I've not been imagining the scene we say good bye, but I never expected I would cry as I was like forgot how to, I managed not to cry in front of you though. You weren't easy at that stage as well, I could see that.

Home (not mine though)

I haven't been getting used to sitting at that table on the floor crossing my legs as I told you my durability is horrible, plus the sore legs I had from that climbing. So I have been virtually lying and shifting while we were talking. I noticed that you didn't get used to look at me while we talk, that makes sense though as following what you told me later. I've been enjoying all those chats like that, very much, and I don't think I have ever talk about all those stuff to a friend face-to-face... Bit too embarrassing isn't it? Sometimes for me, but I guess it gets lots worse if I were chatting to somebody else.

Mt. Warning

All I hope is that while that large woman went pass very quickly me saying sorry on the way down she didn't hear me say 'inertia'... The rental car stuff had been very frustrating throughout the day as we almost hit on all the tricks that stupid company made...

Dream World

Bit of regret not having played Tower of Terror, not the other one though... Well if I were having someone to go with whom I could grab while falling and screaming, I would probably go.

Brisbane city

I was to say that it was bit like Sydney with a botanic garden in CBD that I realized that Melbourne has one as well... Difference is, there's not much stuff special in the Melbourne one as far as I remember, while all what Sydney botanic garden had left in my memory was the annoying flies, this one in Brisbane is actually pretty nice, I think I only mean the wet land ecosystem part beside the river looking over to Kangaroo point though. walking in there was a pretty good relax.

Picasso

The one currently showing in GoMA is not actually all Picasso's work, instead, was his own collection of some of his work and the others. The show's been pretty nice but takes too long and I didn't know that prior that I got hungry at about 2/3 of it and had to rush through the rest and run out for a Subway. Well the other bad thing for travelling alone is that I would feel weird entering gourmet restaurants alone, which ends up junk food all the way...

BEAT

The last stop of my pub tour on the first night. Not much actually, only thing is I promised a crazy girl that I will say goodbye before leaving while I actually ended up not finding her before leaving... Well I doubt I had put any effort on that though...

Brisbane Airport

Like always, feeling bit of dizzy arriving a strange city. Worked out my way to the hotel without much trouble though. The train stop I was to get to is closed... I realize that it should be the case in Brisbane just like showground in Melbourne as well. It's alright though it only takes a 10-minute walk from Brunswick St station anyway. One thing embarrassing is just that the train opens theirs doors in a different way than Melbourne trains does as the button is not on the door...

Melbourne Airport

Been arriving early, a big Boost just kept me running to toilets...

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