Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Missing

Staying in Adelaide for two weeks is making me wonder how I ever lived in the country. And reminding me that I will never, ever go back. In particular, and in no particular order, I am missing:

- My house, and Anna and Merrin.. (but not Australian Idol sessions. Sorry guys.)

- My bike, Park St, and this house:


- Poker. In fact, I AM MISSING POKER TONIGHT!! Grr, I was feeling lucky, too. I miss Adge and Ty and even the weird guy who's poker face is slightly undermined by his shaking hand. Poor that guy.

- Cool places, like rooftop bowling greens. And East Brunswick Bowling Club. And the Empress. And Bimbo's.

- Having a fish and chip shop, and an op-shop, and a coffee house, and the Empress, all just around the corner from my house. Oh, and a Samurai. A biscuit factory just isn't the same.

Really, apart from a cute sister and a cute baby, and that one awesome shop, all Adelaide has got going for it is that I was allowed to bring this laptop. Oh, and that Glenelg is a palindrome. And has a ship monument.


6 Comments:

Blogger Margarita's Master said...

Poor Mare.
Look on the bright side, sometimes it's what a place DOESN'T have that makes it all worth while. There are no tabloid fascists like there are in Melbourne and Sydney. Adelaide does not have 3AW, and more importantly, it does not have Keith McGowan's "Is Keith McGowan ready? You bet your life he is!" theme song. Adelaide does not have certain election blogs that are trying to steal your glory, overnight ABC cameramen who are a little strange (ok, Adelaide may have those, but you don't have to see them) or microwaves that threaten the entire existence of mankind if you dare to use them. (Although when I was last there a mate's fridge did have some spaghetti-based concoction in a saucepan that looked like it would probably have fit in nicely in the police rounds fridge. ie, Was about 6 months old, unidentifiable, and definitely worthy of a hazmat team. But it's ok, Gibbo's moved back to Melbourne now so Adelaide doesn't have that anymore...) There are no weird EAs imposing themselves on Friday night drinks uninvited and no overpriced Jarrah bars. Adelaide doesn't even have a Big Yarn Hat sitting in the corner taunting you because you haven't had a byline for a month, never mind a big yarn. (Damn the military and their new policy of NOT mixing up war zone corpses. Talk about spoiling all my fun!)Adelaide doesn't even have a Fairfax paper for Uncle Rupert to buy just to prove how the new media laws will improve diversity.
Most importantly, Adelaide doesn't have the means to detain you any longer than the next four or so days! And it doesn't have a trade embargo against Victoria that will stop you making it back across the border. Woo Hoo!

1:27 AM  
Blogger Born Dancin' said...

Where oh where is there a rooftop bowling green in Melbourne? Good gravy, how have I not known this for so long?

9:49 AM  
Blogger Mare said...

Hey good Born, would have thought you'd be right across this one.. it's on top of the building that's been set up for the Red Bull DJ school, opposite Richmond station and behind the Corner. Easy, yes? Not sure what will happen to it once the school is over, but I'm more that happy to move in!

And hey midnight girl, happy weekend.. Keith McGowan is non-existent for two whole days! "You bet your life he is!"

11:46 AM  
Blogger Margarita's Master said...

Can my Tuscany skill be good pots of tea? And maybe even lemon tart?

12:55 PM  
Blogger Mare said...

Kate, I think that almost leaves you TOO qualified.. but yes, you're definitely in!

Hey, there's a place in Adelaide that claims to be Purveyors of Tea. It looks pretty cool.. I like that there's a link on their website to "Tea Lifestyle". Ahh, the best lifestyle!

Hey, why are you still awake?! Go to sleep you crazed woman!

3:17 PM  
Blogger Born Dancin' said...

Hey M, when are you back from Adelaide? I have two words to offer you: Barbies. Back.

We start Tuesday next (13th) i think. Interested?

3:38 PM  

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