Life in Australia
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Last Day of Freedom
Back to the Rat Race tomorrow. What do I do with my day? I am paralyzed in the knowledge that I will be working long weeks starting tomorrow, and no longer…
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Stories from Oz – The Olympic Stadium I
“Next Stop: Homebush!” The train is so crowded we can barely breathe. My boyfriend at the time is short – all I can see is the tip of his baseball cap…
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Stories of Oz – The Girl in Pink
I am telling a story of Australia. It’s out of sequence, later in the year, and anyway that’s how they come to me now – my thinking about that time isn’t linear, chronological. …
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My Year in Oz Begins
By all rights, I should have gone straight to bed. 55 hours of travel with only patchy bits of sleep does not make for a particularly coherent human being. I just couldn’t, couldn’t…
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Aaaah, Travel
Lyric for the day – in honor of The Mummy, and The Mummy Returns, which The Professor and I just watched in succession, because we are suckers for corny films: All the old…