The past week or so has been pretty relaxed, I've had the pleasure of eating at several restaurants that I've never tried before, the latest was yesterday eating chinese for a brunch meal..a far cry from IHOP pancakes, and so much better. The serving stlye was called Yum-cha, basically they just wheel around carts of chinese stuff and you pick whatever you want, I just smiled and nodded and hoped that Tony would pick something good because I couldn't understand a word they were speaking, which was composed of roughly 98.3% chinese and just a dash of English, but some of the better food I've eating while in Melbourne nonetheless.

While waiting to eat we walked around the city a bit, and saw a street performer doing an act, so we sat down to check it out. Well, by the time we had sat down he had changed into a superman costume, and picked me out of the crowd to be a "volunteer", which meant that I got the pleasure of laying on the ground with 3 other people, head to toe, in a line and let Superman do backflips over the top of us; I was at the end which meant I had the highest probability to get my face kicked in by him losing his balance, but luckily it went off without a hitch, and I was quite entertained.
But I think the thing I have found most interesting is people's reaction when they hear I am from Texas, it is always 1 of 2 reactions. Superman displayed the first reaction...giggling. He asked where I was from and didn't wait for my answer before starting talking, then stopped midsentence and laughed... why can't someone go, "hmm, what a fine and reputable place, congratulations on being from the Lone Star State!". So if people don't giggle, they will get very snobby and say, "oh. hmm." and I have to explain that George Bush isn't my father and that I am not the cause of the war, then things are usually fine after that. But 99% of everyone just giggles, which is hilarious.
A few nights ago, I found myself in an "alternative" club, which in reality just meant an "Emo Hangout", I felt a little out of place in my American Eagle fleece pullover and trendy hat...I had no emotional combover, no skinny legged-girl jeans, no mascara on or enough piercings, but it was the people watching zenith of a lifetime, so I had quite the time.

Other than that, I've really just been taking in the fact that I'm on vacation and smoking cigars in the evenings and enjoying good conversation over a few glasses of wine, and playing my new guitar that I bought, which is phenominal..and cheap. It was cheaper just to buy a new guitar vs. getting mine shipped over here, so I justified my new purchase as a souvenir...I feel good about it. Plus I get to share Fishbate with the world now, and if you don't know what that is, either consider yourself lucky or just ask Matt Curtis about it.