Monday, 16th June 2014
Monday morning I woke up at 7.45am and was wide awake so I decided to get up and have a quiet morning to myself. I read with a cup of tea for a while - I swear, when I travel more I should start a compilation of photos/videos of me drinking tea and reading every place I come across. Different place, same habits.
Motel patterned chairs. I couldn't figure out exactly what shape the inner shape of the pattern was. Rhombus?
Stan didn't wake up until about 10am so I used the time to stop avoiding my responsibilities and replied to messages and emails and generally did life housekeeping things. I loved that aspect of being semi-away: less obligation to be contactable.
This was probably one of my favourite days. We went to the art gallery and spent several hours there (Stan originally thought we'd be done in less than an hour, lol think again mister you're hanging out with a turtle here). That was really great, a lot of the installations were genuinely engaging and the artworks were so captivating in their intricacy and general beauty.
Afterwards, we walked about 50m and arrived at the South Australian Museum and looked at dead animals in jars and a beehive. Both things made me feel incredibly uneasy. The former made me sick and the latter was just unnerving because it was an installation that was attached to the wall/window of the room in the museum and the bees just fly out to the real world as they please. So you look outside the window and dozens of bees are buzzing away into the city. WEIRD, SOUTH AUSTRALIA, WEIRD.
The next item on the agenda was so breathtaking I actually do not want to write about it. Roaming through the botanic gardens will probably stay with me for years to come. It was fairytale magical. That's all. I only took one polaroid, more for capturing sentiment than the actual place. I just loved it so much.
Right before we headed home on the bus, I took Stan to TITLE - the music store I went to the day I landed. That led to the remainder of that day being pleasantly punctuated with Stan showing me his jazz favourites which I was irrevocably excited to discover.
TITLE's stairs. Wonderful.
The upstairs of TITLE. I didn't take a photo downstairs whoops. Clothes and random books upstairs, music, DVDs and sorted books downstairs.
Outside of North Terrace (suburb/area) along King William Street.
I forgot how long and packed this day was. I might just summarise the rest. Imagine more superfluous descriptions, would you? Thank you.
We made veggie tacos (surprisingly delicious) and watched MasterChef with his housemates which was ridiculously fun once again. Afterwards, we skyped Amelia after much excitement on her end to do so. There was just a really significant lag in the connection and also an inability on Amelia's behalf to deal with skyping to two people instead of one on one. I was actually crying I laughed so hard at some points, we all just lost it. I don't think I've laughed that much all year, it was soap to the soul.
Deciding that we should stop using up the unit's bandwidth, three of us went to the CC and played foosball and ping pong until about 11pm and then went back to wash up the post-tacos mess. In retrospect, this is quintessential college life I feel.
To cap off the longest and greatest day, we talked about music and shared songs until 2am. Music excites me. I'm a good influence for people's sleep patterns.
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