Anzac Day

Offentlig helligdag i dag. Wikipedia gir denne forklaringen:

Australia and New Zealand commemorate the ANZAC Day holiday on 25 April every year to remember members of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps(ANZAC) who landed at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War 1.

Va någe paradegreier i byen, men gikk sje og såg på det. Derimot lagte eg, Vas og Liam Anzac biscuits, ein kjeks mødrene sendte te soldatsønnane i utlande. De va visstnok redde for at maden isje va næringsrige nok for de kjære badnå, så omtrent det einaste så holdt seg lenge nok te å frakta med båd va denne type kjeks. Se, så huslige eg e! Og nei, eg har isje klipt håre... Det e bare i hestehale. Kjeksene va forresten kjempegoe.

Påske og sånn

Har hatt påskeferie denne ugå, altså ugå itte dokker hjemma. Har hatt någen temmelig norske dager, me Kristine og Anette fra Buøy på besøg fra onsdag te mandag. De e på backpacking i Australia og øvenatta hos meg någen av dagene de va i Brisbane. På lørdag kom Pål så gikk i klassen min på videregående. Han studere nå i New Zealand og tar påskeferien sin i Brisbane hos meg.

Lørdag va me på rebusløp me ANSA, någe så va ganske greit. Hadde litt problemer med den fysste posten me sko finna og me vaste rundt på måfå i Brisbane i nærmere ein time. Itte flerre runder med hint fra de så styrte det fant me fram då og de neste postane gikk greit.

Kristine, Vas, Hege, Anette og Pål

Tirsdag tog me turen te Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary, någe så va store greier. Kjempemange søde, små dyr. Åååå...

Back to Uni

First day of the semester. I have bought a bike(!) and I'm now riding to Uni. It is purple and has pretty flowery stickers on it. With my speed it takes about 20-25 min to get there, but I don't exactly exhaust myself. The downside of this (I know I'm vain), is "helmet hair". It is illegal to ride a bike in Australia without a helmet, so I guess I'll just have to live with it.

My subjects this year are:
1. Reporting
2. Australian Political Institutions
3. Introduction to Media Studies
4. Personal and Social Identities

This gives me a total of 12 hours contact per week, which is pretty good.

The best house mates anyone could want!

I can't believe how cool my housemates are. James, Barry, Liam and Tim are awesome

Celebrating Fastelavn

I love tradition and I get slightly hysteric when things are not as they always have been. For instance, the table cloth on our national holiday, the 17th of May, HAS to be blue. Another colour would simply be wrong. Yes, we all have issues.

So I decided to celebrate Fastelav and teach these ignorant Aussies about this wonderful day. First of all I needed the ingredients for Fastelavns buns. That was quite a mission. With no one at home I had to walk to the shop. In pouring rain I struggled (okay, it might have been a drizzle, but my flip flops got wet and slippery and it was sort of hard to walk). But I did get there and after an hour of searching I had located flour, sugar, milk and feathers! Very proud of myself I started the journey home.

Baking was no drama. I love spending time in the kitchen. The next part of the preparations included finding some sort of branches to stick my feathers on. I went into the garden; not without fear. It's been weeks since the grass has been cut and my vivid imagination pictured all sorts of dangerous animals just waiting for an opportunity to attack. I found a nice little tree to break some branches off, but after a bit of thinking I decided to pick another one. I guess the owner of the house would not be too happy if I destroyed their still very young tree. So I broke some branches off the neighbour's tree instead and attached the feathers.

Everything was now ready, so I forced Liam and Barry to come celebrate with me.

Liam: Mmmm... This is the best eva!

Barry: I'm so happy. I wish it was Fastelavn everyday.

HAPPY FASTELAVN EVERYONE!