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I stayed low for some time because there is nothing to say. On Friday evening – Saturday morning S. arrived. I was pissed at Brisbane public transport because there is no connection with the airport after 8 pm. The only ways to get there are either by bus shuttle – which you have to book 3-4 days in advance – or by cab, having to pay at least 40$. Madness I tell you! From public transport point of view, Brisbane sucks! They go on assuming you have a car… Grrrr!
Well…but I was rewarded with a smile after all this trouble. 🙂
Then..Saturday..party at a fellow PhD student.
Sunday…walking through 35°C and lots of people in the city center. I actually discovered a very good ice-cream from Hungry Jack’s (Australian Burger King): is glazed in chocolate. Yummy!
Today was disappointment time when checking work results. Bleah!
What is funny is that I got to count the Christmas parties. There are no more than 4 we are going to go to. And, of course, all of them not Christmasy like, but with barbecue and beer by the lake or pool. Yabba dabba doo!

I gotta say..I do miss snow and cold, but I know I know..one always wishes for what they don’t have that is why I bought myself a new swimming suit. 😀

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Friday in a glass

Oooops, I did it again! Just when I was on the verge of going home, all pissed off at my day…someone whispered in my ear something about a trip to the Whitsunday Islands. Naturally, when it comes to going away (I would use here the Romanian “hai-hui”), all my antennas were re-directed, all my neuronal mechanism started to go all “tica-taca”. So I stayed and talked to some people trying to establish a plan for getting away two weekends from now. And then there was the French guy, whose name is Breece (have no idea how you spell it, it just rimes with Greece), telling me about what cool CFD simulations he did on the SCRAMJET inlet. So I got carried away. My desire of being grumpy and happy with my grumpiness disappeared like “Poofff!”. And when Thomas came and asked if I wanted to go for a pizza, I was all..yeeeey! By the way, it was the most delicious pizza I’ve ever tried. Maybe because I was hungry, but it was not too thick with all the goodies on it..MMMMmm!
And what do you think goes well with a pizza? A beer, of course! But this time I precisely remember how many tiny glasses I had. 🙂 I took some nice pictures that I thought I’d share with you.
What was cooler was that walking home from the bus station I got on Beatrice street which is, like most of the streets in Taringa suburb, veeeeery steep. The breeze coming from the city made trees shiver. It was so pleasant! I said to myself like Natalie Portman in Garden State “My hair is blowing in the wind!” and smiled. It was a very nice feeling to do some “Ueeeeeaaaaoooooo, neeeeeeaaaaoooooooooo!” with the hands spread like wings and fly downhill. 🙂

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Friday’s few beers

I am not the „water with 2 slices of lemon“ kind of girl. I like to ..have „a few beers“, like the Aussies would say. This is precisely what we did on Friday. By „we“ I mean the few SCRAMJET geeks at the institute: Arianna and Melrose, colleagues from the PhD project, people I met back in Germany (but this shouldn’t fool you concerning their nationality: Arianna is Italian, Melrose, whose actual name is not Melrose, comes from Scottland) , the French under-age guy whose name I always forget, James – the „Dude, 35 years old?!“ guy (it’s actually a joke whose responsibility I bear: given the fact that most of us are under 30, when I found out his age, my reaction was like „DUDE!!! 35??“; it happened on last „a few beers Friday“), Wilsooooooon, the Singaporean guy who does have a Ching Chong name but doesn’t use it with us, ignorants…who else? Ah, yeah, and Tom, the author of the best Apfelstrudel I’ve ever tried – yeah he is German and always makes fun of my „Dude!!!“-reaction.
It should be mentioned that here you buy 1.2 L of beer in a bigger container and then you get glasses aditionally. The glasses have around 0.3L I would say..and therefore is hard to keep track of how much you drink. 😀 It’s like with the Kölsch beer in Köln. You never realize it was quite enough until you stand up to go to the toilet. 🙂
It was fun!
After we closed the Staff Club on campus, we went to eat what was to be the best Kebab ever! Ok, maybe not as good as the one in Constanta. I will always stand by that! But goooooood! Especially because it came at the moment when I was freakin’ hungry!
As usual: enjoy the pictures!

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