February 2012
I went on my first Australian date today. Hmmmm. Before I label every Australian guy in the world as “BOLD,” let me explain what happened.
On Tuesday I was sitting in the park reading. Dude approaches me. Sits with me. Asks me for my number. At this point I am neutral. I give him my sacred number.
On Thursday Dude, who has now become “Park Guy” in my phone, asks me for...
Great Ocean Road
Despite having a place to move into this Monday (high-five! high-five! for that), I still feel like I’m traveling through Melbourne, as apposed to living in Melbourne. This, of course, is probably because as I type this I am surrounded by five other beds, with five other girls sleeping on them.
Hostels. Hostels are da bomb (deal with it, we’re bringing that phrase back). I have...
~ notes for my traveling soul ~ take your shoes off and feel the grass between your toes say yes, but know when to say no listen to other people’s stories share your own eat ice-cream on sunny days stay in hostels, not hotels travel light never take bets tell people you meet, you’ll visit them [mean it] go for long walks where you get lost take photos [of people and places] stay out...
I got an apartment!
And it’s awesome!!
And wonderful!!!
And so many exclamations!!!
But YESSSSSS!!!!!!!!
And I just got asked out by an Australian guy in...
Huh. How about that.
A week in review
One week ago from this moment I was on a big, jumbo plane moving my belongings, my life and myself from Toronto to Melbourne. I can’t quite pinpoint whether time has been ticking incredibly slowly, or the past week has gone by in the blink of an eye.
I wanted to write this post mostly because my blog posts the last week have made everything look so happy and dandy, and look at how easy it is to...
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~ the sky seems bigger down under ~
When I moved to Melbs all I thought was beaches beaches beaches sharks beaches kangaroos beaches spiders beaches SNAKES beaches, never remembering Australia makes some of the world’s best wine!
And yesterday I was lucky enough to hitchhike my way to Yarra Valley (wine country) with Maeg and Luke to enjoy the oh-so-very-close-to-the-city wine country Melbourne offers.
It was gorgeous. Like...
Last night was my first night out (in the let’s drink too much and do stupid things way) with Australian people. And it was ummm, interesting.
Firstly, I must confess that since I arrived on Tuesday I’ve somewhat felt myself slip into the whole I am really not good looking enough for this part of the world thing. People here are beautiful. People here are fit. People here are skinny. Which has...
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I HAVE MY LUGGAGE!!!!
finally! :)
Happy Birthday Little Blog! Happy Birthday to you!
Let’s not go sappy at this, mmkay? So instead I’ll simply just say thank you, and hope you know I really (really!) mean it.
So thank you, Little Blog, thank you so much for everything. xo Liz
And here’s to another 3 years.. :)
January 2012
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First Impressions
Toronto —> Chicago —> LA —> Sydney —> Melbourne. I AM FINALLY HERE!!!
All three of my bags got stuck in Chicago, which was somewhat of a blessing in disguise as I didn’t have to lug them from the airport to the bus to the hostel. Especially as I wouldn’t look this eloquent doing it. (Total luggage weight: 140 pounds. I know. I’m just as...
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5 hours. 37 minutes. <— time lapsed. 20+ hours <— to go. Phssssh. Child’s play.
I’m on my second flight right now, sitting in a window seat on a huge, packed plane. 29F. That’s me. The woman two over from me is an actual iPad commercial. I cannot believe how well she has maximized the use of her iPad (editing photos, crosswords, books, solitaire, learning...
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8 miles. Treadmill style.
I KNOW. Who runs on treadmills when pretty, wintery paths are waiting for them? False. It was gross and windy and snowy out, so I opted for the gym (thankyouverymuch mother for a free pass).
2 seconds fwd. 1 second back. How time works on treadmills. #fact
Firstly, it was supposed to be 15k, but apparently I don’t know how math works. So when I got 8 miles in my head, that was that. 12k...
FAQ: Canada to Australia
Photo Cred
Why Melbourne?
Because “I heard it was nice.” Does that answer the question? Not really, but that’s all I really got. I’ve never been to Melbourne, I know nobody there, and my work didn’t transfer me, so why Melbs (<— local slang. look at me learning)? I was bored a few months ago and just googled imaged (I know, I’m so profess) London...
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that time i woke up at 2:11am and was hungry. and...
I’m about to go for a 10k run. All I want to do is be horizontal and nap. How do some people make this exercise-thing look so easy? Every single run of my life has been a fight to, well, actually do it. Also. I want to do some sort of challenge. I thrive on challengers. I’ll think about it on the run. Ugh. 10k. Here I come. {please be nice to me}
"Good luck finding yourself"
Those four words. Oh the things I could write about those four, little words. Part of me despises them, and you would too, had you heard how they’ve been said to me; condescending, patronizing, if you will. And part of me sees how it could have been encouraging. Sees. But not believes.
When you make a drastic life decision like the one I’ve made, people are sure to step in and...
"Sh*t Fat People Say" (ie. me)
Tomorrow will be different
I’m just going to have one
My clothes seem to be shrinking
Yes! I’ve lost weight, I’m a size __ at Gap
It’s water weight
McDonalds is my Sunday treat
It’s because my body is in starvation mode
It’s too cold to run
I’m too lazy to cook vegetables
Screw it. I’m taking the last piece of bread on the table
But the...
The Internet, my boyfriend.
I love the Internet, really, I do, but lately I feel like all I do is live online (cough because I’m unemployed? cough) or when I’m not at a computer I’m found clutching my iPhone….
This coming Sunday at 5:00pm I leave for Melbourne. Things I’m doing online for that:
Job searching online
Apartment searching online
Running group searching online
Crossfit...
you know those days where you just can't stop...
An Email.
I remember the day so well. I had only had my blog (this blog!) for a mere three months and it was the day I created an email account for it. I really didn’t think anyone would email me, but just-in-case people had questions (no comments back then, I was way too un-tech savvy for that), I figured I’d add one.
I was sitting in my corner cubicle when my phone vibrated and then there is...
My Weight Update (Dum. Dum. Duuuuummmm.)
Finally.
Finally I’m ready to chat about IT. IT of course being the little thing I’ve managed to not talk about since, oh, I don’t know, September?? The IT that has made my dresses not zip up, my pants’ buttons pop, and me walk around in the freezing winter with a jacket unzipped (as I’m too tubs now to zip it up #sadtruestory): my weight.
So let’s cut right...
