Wednesday, September 15, 2004

on the way back to sydney via qantas

Every so often, you go through an experience that leaves a profound impact, call it an unforgettable moment if you will, like the times when a baby is born or when someone gets married or when someone wins the lottery. I had one of those moments the past weekend where I flew down to Melbourne for some much needed RT and ES. Melbourne, to say the least, is a very unique experience to Sydney - its European in its layout with cobble stoned lanes and wide tree lined avenues filled with whimsical trams trotting along. The people are more relaxed, more quirky and in general, would probably not survive the haste that is Sydney. I had an excellent time down there, it felt like I was in some foreign country with a fast approaching snow storm - in other words, it was freezing. It was absolutely the coldest weather I have experienced before and believe me, I have walked through snow bare foot and even that was warmer than Melbourne. Oh well, I guess this will prepare me for my real European adventures where the weather is much like Melbourne.

And with any new experience, there are new accompaning memories, the most vivid is the shopping experience where the lanes are filled with boutiques of every kind. The most unforgettable - coming across the most expensive piece of clothing I have touched but dared not try on - a $10,000 Dior Homme black leather jacket with superlatives not even coming close to describing the feel, texture and quality of the jacket. It was unforgettable when I picked up this unpretentious jacket made of the softest leather, examing the cut, checking out the label and to rest my eyes on the price tag where it did not move. A moment I will never forget.

Crown Casion was another unforgettable memory as well where the sheer size, opulance, crass and vice was astounding. 101 Collins Street was memorable as well with its breathtaking foyer. I only wish I had photos to share. The flight was also memorable in that it took less than an hour to arrive back in Sydney - it takes me longer to travel home from work! I think I'm starting to enjoy flying where the rush of takeoff leaves you wanting to use the bathroom but can't until 15 minutes into the flight.

So that was Melbourne. Would I go back? Yes. Would I fly Qantas? Yes. Would I buy that jacket? Yes.

Friday, September 03, 2004

on the way to the newsagent to buy something to read for a working day

In every working life, there comes a point where you no longer feel like doing anything - working, living, spending and basically enjoying life. It is at this point where people begin that very cliche vicious cycle of depression and where happiness only comes in minute portions and satisfication is at the expense of other people. That is me. But the only difference is that I have something to look forward to. Something that I have always wanted but never have been able to do due to financial, time and other constraints - I am going to Melbourne for a short break and some much needed RT and ES - Retail Therapy and Excessive Spending.

Even as I sit here at work ignoring all the deadlines and contributing to my weekly "column," I can't help but to think of all the great things that Melbourne has to offer. The shops, trams and Crown. The excitement is building and the suspense almost unbearable. I know that from other people who have been say that Melbourne isn't that great of a city to visit, but this will be my first time and I'm so looking forward to it. I so need a holiday.

The holiday will also see my fly Qantas for the first time and see me venture out into a different state for the first time too. I'm so excited. Are people in Victoria different to New South Walers? Are they uglier? Are they poorer? Are they smellier? Are they dumber? But the most important question is will I get arrested?

All the questions I hope to answer soon.

I'm so excited.