<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:55:56.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elam Family Down Under</title><subtitle type='html'>A text, video, and photo blog of our epic journey to Brisbane!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1324687080957194329</id><published>2007-12-12T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:35:20.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New DVD Player</title><content type='html'>Going to get a new DVD player?  This one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FToshiba-HD-A30-1080p-DVD-Player%2Fdp%2FB000U6AHYS%3Fie%3DUTF8%26qid%3D1197488011%26sr%3D11-1&amp;amp;tag=hotsausto-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Toshiba DVD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=hotsausto-20&amp;amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1324687080957194329?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1324687080957194329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1324687080957194329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1324687080957194329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1324687080957194329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/12/going-to-get-new-dvd-player-this-one.html' title='New DVD Player'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-837749168696360883</id><published>2007-08-05T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T12:57:13.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Food Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I've recently been abused (by an lawyer of all people) for eating "like a 12 year old."  I think it more resembles the eating of a 15 year old. And what's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More milestones:&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; Cold pizza for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; Nice cold Sierra Nevada Pale Ale&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's triple fudge rump widener&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;gt; Wendy's Bacon-a-holic burger (nb: the kids are totally unable to eat kreppy fast food fries now that they've gotten used to Aussie hot chips.  Which are made of real, you know, potato.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come, I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-837749168696360883?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/837749168696360883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=837749168696360883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/837749168696360883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/837749168696360883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-food-updates.html' title='More Food Updates'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5950739602241791915</id><published>2007-08-03T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T19:33:18.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blogging....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I had a large list of things to eat when I came home, and here is the progress so far:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Done 1; BoJangles - Chicken, biscuits, spicy fries&lt;br/&gt;Done 2; Q from the butt master, Greg Leman&lt;br/&gt;Done 3; Brisket  sandwich with hush puppies and BBQ beans from the Q shack&lt;br/&gt;Done 4; Chick-Fil-A with extra pickles&lt;br/&gt;Done 5; American hot dog, grilled, with ketchup, spicy mustard, fresh onion&lt;br/&gt;Done 6; Ginormous greek buffet at Sparticus&lt;br/&gt;Done 7; Pizza.  Sadly, Pepper is finis, as is Mellow Mushroom on Franklin. However, Satisfaction served up some nice 'zar.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Still on the to-do list:&lt;br/&gt;- Chili&lt;br/&gt;- Good pizza from Punk Pizza&lt;br/&gt;- Corn dog (not a Pluto Pup!)&lt;br/&gt;- Deviled egg (hello Penny, you listening?)&lt;br/&gt;- Mexican at Flying&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I'm sure there are more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5950739602241791915?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5950739602241791915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5950739602241791915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5950739602241791915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5950739602241791915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/08/food-blogging.html' title='Food Blogging....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2150686764486684986</id><published>2007-08-03T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T19:31:28.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Sorta, jet lag excepted.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I got home Sunday at 9:30pm, after an additional fun 7 hours in JFK.  Well, three hours on the runway, and four in the terminal.  Fifteen minutes before we started boarding, a thunderstorm rolled in from Jersey.  Lovely.  The kids were great - at least the two I had.  Kudos to my folks for picking me up (finally) with Bo-Jangles, Greg of Q, and Greg The Other for the additional BoJ biscuit and a diet coke (with vitamins and minerals!).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Amanda got home Monday, six hours late, after having an equipment problem in HNL and then getting re-routed through DFW.  Charlie did a good job coming home too, apparently.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The house is a tip, of course, as Curtis is partially moved out and we're partially moved in - but this was all expected.  I'm a little surprised at how hard the jet lag is on the kids, but this coming week we'll get that all straight.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Amanda's headed off to Academy Of Management (AOM) in Philly for a week or so.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We'll do a few more catchup posts on the blog in the coming week or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2150686764486684986?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2150686764486684986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2150686764486684986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2150686764486684986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2150686764486684986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-alive.html' title='Home Alive'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2209485480390237939</id><published>2007-07-27T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:11:27.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions Tigers and Airplane Rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another tour of the North Island - some forests, 1,000 year old trees (all three of 'em), lack of snakes, lack of leeches (yay!), magnetic volcanic sand, squid diving tubes (long story), and a fair bit of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on top of more riding in big cats, islands, dormant (hopefully extinct) volcanoes, rain, bit more rain, cold wind, rainbows (lots and lots of rainbows), and plenty of pix to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow am we hit the taxi with our pile-o-bags (tm) around 8:15, airport by 9, then the flight at 11.  Eight and a half hours later and the previous day (!!) we arrive in HNL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yowza, warm up the biscuits and chill the tea, the Elam's are comin home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2209485480390237939?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2209485480390237939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2209485480390237939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2209485480390237939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2209485480390237939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/lions-tigers-and-airplane-rides.html' title='Lions Tigers and Airplane Rides'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8174558569977586668</id><published>2007-07-22T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:22:22.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Cold is NZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Very cold.  The high here is the low in Brisbane.  And we were cold in Brizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we bravely struggled to the store after a large and delicioso Italian dinner.  Yes, we flung ourselves on cookies, chips, soda, and, of course, lowfat milk for brekky.  People are strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel, the Quay West, if lovely.  Our front balcony (7th floor) looks out on the harbor and we can ships coming and going.  Just a block and a half from our front door is the Viaduct (I think it is called) which is like Sydney's Inner Harbour -&amp;gt; choc-a-bloc full of restaurants and things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you counting, we came to Oz with 6 rollaboards (5 regular, one large) and have come home with 9 bags (5 regular rollaboards, 2 large, one large duffel, one medium softside, one box of wine).  Plus, of course, we sent home 12kg books and a large bag with K&amp;amp;B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, really, if you consider that we had two birthdays and 7 months to accumulate 'stuff.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8174558569977586668?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8174558569977586668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8174558569977586668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8174558569977586668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8174558569977586668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-cold-is-nz.html' title='How Cold is NZ'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8112187186259039129</id><published>2007-07-18T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:48:51.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Well, not really quite yet, but we move into a hotel tonight (hope they have internet!)(broadband!) and doing the pack and clean.  On Saturday we head to Movie World to use the last of our Australian currency (kidding) and then on Sunday we're off to Auckland.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;No recent pictures.  Nothing else to see here, move along folks.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8112187186259039129?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8112187186259039129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8112187186259039129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8112187186259039129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8112187186259039129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4045406556048391524</id><published>2007-07-18T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:02:52.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda goes to Madrid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here begins a long awaited post on my conference trip to Madrid. It was absolutely fabulous! The first time I have been back to Europe in many years and my absolute first time visiting Spain. Cliff and the kids unfortunately had to stay home. It would have been nice to share some of the adventures I had. Here are a few of the incredible highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gardens and Architecture&lt;br /&gt;Madrid is such a beautiful city. The architecture is a gorgeous blend of styles, from moorish arches and spires to ornate wrought iron balconies. Very grand in some areas and quaint in others. The gardens are lovely, too. Very magical and fairy tale like in places. Here are a few pictures that give a flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088513872634701106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4IaDUJ5TI/AAAAAAAAALo/0hzDm8m5bS0/s320/Copy+of+Madrid1+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088513301404050722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4H4zUJ5SI/AAAAAAAAALg/Cl7NHAstghU/s320/Copy+of+Madrid1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088519168329377122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4NOTUJ5WI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UgCPFUzo1j4/s320/Copy+of+Madrid2+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's Smallest Hotel Room&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in the world's smallest hotel room, I swear. The bed was a twin which I didn't mind at all. Unfortunately, the room was so small, there was hardly space to turn around in. I swear I could touch the bed, the desk, and the window all comfortably at the same time. Despite the cramped space (by North American standards, of course), the amenities and the service was very good. I think the suburban lifestyle has spoiled me plenty. It's hard to imagine life in some of the small city apartments that so many urbanites live in. I am so used to having room to spread out. Wish I had thought to take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088519645070746994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4NqDUJ5XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fpYOtUFTtrE/s320/Copy+of+Madrid1+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Standing at the exact center of Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Museums&lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough about the art museums in this city. I visited the three biggies - the Prado for classic art, the Reina-Sophia for modern art and the Thuyssen-Bornemizza for art from all periods. The first two stops were heavy on the Spanish artists. At the Prado, I learned so much about Velasquez, Goya and Bosch among others. For example, after seeing some of Bosch's 14th century paintings, I realized that Dali was not quite the original artist he has been credited to be. The Reina-Sophia was filled with work by Miro, Picasso, and Dali among others. I have never been as drawn to modern art as I have been to more traditional works, but this experience has changed that. It was incredible to see so much work by individual artists in one place. The Thuyssen-Bornemizza was also unique. It holds a fabulous collection of impressionist artwork, for one thing. I was tickled to see so much Hassam Childe there. It also holds a fascinating collection of less well-known pieces from all periods - which I always find fascinating because that where you find the real diversity in talent and representation in period art. It really had the feel of a personal collection (which it is) made public. A nice surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088520302200743298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4OQTUJ5YI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/N8dXANT6Nsw/s320/Copy+of+Madrid1+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to do much more than window shop and buy a few souvenirs. How sad, too, because the clothes were gorgeous - lots of classic lines with very unique stylings, gorgeous silk embroidered skirts, ruffley summer blouses, and beautiful sundresses. The hotel I stayed in was located near a very upscale shopping district, Salamanca. Lots of very expensive stores and gorgeous little boutiques. Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088514611369076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4JFDUJ5UI/AAAAAAAAALw/zN-xpf13cJs/s320/Copy+of+Madrid1+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Salamanca at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tapas and Flamenco&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The food. Wow. The food in Spain was incredible. I have had tapas before but never this good! Jambon Iberico became a new addiction along with the potatoes and spanish omelette. The Spanish do amazing things with meat and fruits and cheese in their tapas. I also loved the Spanish practice of selling fresh potato chips in small shops around the city, not unlike popcorn vendors. How cool is that! I missed out on Sangria and really good Paella, but then I had to leave something for next time. Our last night of the conference our hosts arranged for some Flamenco dancing. The dancing was very good, but only part of the show really. The singer and guitarist who accompanied the dancer made it an extra special treat. I have always loved the Spanish guitar style of music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088516020118349138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4KXDUJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UD35pNw2Fw8/s320/Copy+of+Madrid2+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Madrid is highly recommended! I can't wait to go back. Friends tell me that Barcelona and Sevilla are even more beautiful. Hard to imagine, but I can't wait to find out one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4045406556048391524?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4045406556048391524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4045406556048391524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4045406556048391524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4045406556048391524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/amanda-goes-to-madrid.html' title='Amanda goes to Madrid'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12350341676340299579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rp4IaDUJ5TI/AAAAAAAAALo/0hzDm8m5bS0/s72-c/Copy+of+Madrid1+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8674514164182545033</id><published>2007-07-09T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:08:57.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;One of the few things, it seems, that we did that the kids really dug was the Sugar Museum just below Cairns.  It was a huge building including the Post, the museum, a cafe, and a small gift shop - all run by one guy.  Small town living indeed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;General pictures &lt;a href='http://new.photos.yahoo.com/cliff_elam/album/576460762404882087'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but here are some classics:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/IKesKwsaHFKP/__tn_/d7e9.jpg?ph0kokGBJz_DR_.k'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/_c6HMXwlFWNC/__tn_/beae.jpg?ph0kokGBNTToBIVT'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/_c6HMXwlFWNC/__tn_/66ca.jpg?ph0kokGBQhcqdsow'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8674514164182545033?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8674514164182545033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8674514164182545033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8674514164182545033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8674514164182545033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/sugar-museum.html' title='Sugar Museum'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5023268172533596793</id><published>2007-07-09T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T10:11:47.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3,200 Klicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;No, not my son with a remote control, but the length of our drive through Queensland.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And all with no accidents, road kills, or fights in the car.  Well, fights not involving kids in the back seat, anyway.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've uploaded some &lt;a href='http://new.photos.yahoo.com/cliff_elam/album/576460762404822008'&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt; - they span from M's birthday to our first beach huts in Cairns.  Sorry, more organization at a future date.  (Yeah, sure.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One thing that was fun was buying not one but &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href='http://new.photos.yahoo.com/cliff_elam/album/576460762404809603'&gt;diggeridoos&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;amp;nbsp; We got one for visual art and one for taking around to play. Not that anyone of us can reliably play, mind you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/_c6HMXwlFWNC/__tn_/beba.jpg?phksnkGB66SaOLwB'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/users/_c6HMXwlFWNC/__tn_/ca15.jpg?phksnkGBVGILmRKw'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The interesting thing is that the super painted diggery plays wonderfully.  Both are traditionally produced termite hollowed from families close (w/i 300K) to Cairns. We have a kind of one page bio of the guy who produced the painted one.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But we wanted one that the kids could take to school, etc, without a big fantod of worry.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5023268172533596793?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5023268172533596793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5023268172533596793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5023268172533596793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5023268172533596793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/07/3200-klicks.html' title='3,200 Klicks'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5624273357568468096</id><published>2007-06-29T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T14:22:02.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs, Tigers, and Yabbas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;For dinner last night in Port Douglass. Both KTB and I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bugs = small lobsters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tigers = tiger prawns (biiiiig shrimp)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yabbas = large crawfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Most yummy. Barb had scallops on pureed cauliflower, and Amanda had a huge bowl of mussels. Plump and tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had, variously, spaghetti and chicken nuggets. Sigh. But at lunch they all had watercress off of Barb's sandwich, and M did try a piece of rocket and blue cheese. She also tried 1/16th of a mm of fried whitefish (think small fried sardine, 2cm, with head/eyes) but it was not a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libations from New Zealand were also a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day we went up to where the freaking road ends, past Daintree towards Cape Tribulation. We also did a croc and snake tour on a boat in the Daintree. Found several crocs (up to 3M) but no snakes. Charlie claimed to see a croc, got poo-poo'd by the boat (there were 2 other people besides us) and then another guide saw the crow. Soon the other 4 boats on the river were going to see this new 1.5M baby Croc (named Charlie) and asking *our* Charlie to stand up and take credit for finding him. I think he was very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did a 'tour through the trees' in the rainforest.  Raised platforms and a tower to see all the different levels.  Remember to ask John Elam about the Dumb Tree. Very interesting, and KTB got some great pix. Also some Mossman falls action, but more on that later too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pix uploads as we're still using my 3G phone for all this. Today we take off for Townsville, so as the towns get smaller, we'll learn more about caffs and pokies, I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5624273357568468096?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5624273357568468096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5624273357568468096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5624273357568468096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5624273357568468096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/bugs-tigers-and-yabbas.html' title='Bugs, Tigers, and Yabbas'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-358412017128948689</id><published>2007-06-26T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T10:59:56.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carins Is Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;We're having a lovely time - our bungalows are 10M from the &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ellis_Beach'&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt; and, unusually enough for Oz, equipped with AirCon in every room.&lt;a title='Ellis Beach - Harmony' class='internal' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ellisbeachharmony.jpg'&gt;&lt;img width='180' height='135' src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/3/38/Ellisbeachharmony.jpg/180px-Ellisbeachharmony.jpg' class='thumbimage' longdesc='/wiki/Image:Ellisbeachharmony.jpg' alt='Ellis Beach - Harmony'&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Life is not always tough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;We went to Cairns esplanade day before yesterday and looked around and had a good time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Today we went to Port Douglass and had some lovely fish and chips, looked around a bit, made sure we could find the reef cruise spot day after tomorrow.&amp;amp;nbsp; Then we played on the beach for a couple of hours and went out for (very very good) Greek food.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;More later!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-358412017128948689?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/358412017128948689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=358412017128948689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/358412017128948689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/358412017128948689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/carins-is-cool.html' title='Carins Is Cool'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2215622721402184040</id><published>2007-06-20T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:44:39.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutch Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;So the Dutch cops were doing a random license check and according to this &lt;a href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/dutch_driver_dc;_ylt=Aneq1bWsXVWeUPd5Ug8QeDDtiBIF'&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; they pull over this guy and it turns out:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;84-year-old man drove 67 years without license.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Never had a ticket or a registered car.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Pause for a minute here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Now applaud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2215622721402184040?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2215622721402184040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2215622721402184040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2215622721402184040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2215622721402184040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/dutch-treat.html' title='Dutch Treat'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5602332643515572632</id><published>2007-06-20T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:05:02.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Healthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;But me, and I'm not dead yet. Not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and Barb arrive today - their flight was supposed to land at 8:00am but is now 8:40am. Lucky them, they get to spend even more quality time with Qantas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5602332643515572632?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5602332643515572632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5602332643515572632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5602332643515572632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5602332643515572632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyone-healthy.html' title='Everyone Healthy'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1823854421895850048</id><published>2007-06-18T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:23:36.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Sick...</title><content type='html'>I got some sort of rebound cold (and I feel worse than last week!) and now John has it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Amanda may kill us both. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie colored in two of his pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYyhlHULkI/AAAAAAAAA68/-3H_IIDZxyQ/s1600-h/color+monster+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYyhlHULkI/AAAAAAAAA68/-3H_IIDZxyQ/s400/color+monster+-+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077301182386679362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYyqFHULlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/AsXcAAfY58Q/s1600-h/color+monster+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYy3FHULmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/KyZLxbq6bnI/s1600-h/color+monster+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYy3FHULmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/KyZLxbq6bnI/s400/color+monster+-+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077301551753866850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1823854421895850048?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1823854421895850048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1823854421895850048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1823854421895850048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1823854421895850048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-sick.html' title='More Sick...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnYyhlHULkI/AAAAAAAAA68/-3H_IIDZxyQ/s72-c/color+monster+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8394483927965117502</id><published>2007-06-13T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:03:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Status...</title><content type='html'>Sorry to be so lame about posting, but we're really living just a normal family life, albeit one where the water swirls in the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie was sick all week last week. There was definitely some acting at the end, but my theory is that if he's spending 11 hours on the couch including 4 hours of sleep, well that is close enough to sick for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the week that Amanda was in Madrid, so it was big fun in Casa Elam.  Luckily John and Margaret were able to walk to school together. I picked them up every day, not because they couldn't walk home (traffic is actually lighter in the PM) but because I wanted to get out of the house AND thought it would do Charlie good to get some sunlight.  Vitamin D, don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold cold week here.  Like NC in November cold.  And since there is absolutely no insulation in these houses AND they're designed to catch the breeze - brrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M and Amanda now have similar flu-like crud. A spent 20 hours in bed today and was not rested in the end.  I suspect M will have a similarly fun day tomorrow.  And since her birthday party (black forest cheesecake and "traditional" NY style cheesecake in Orly park is the plan) is Saturday I have a bad overall feeling....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8394483927965117502?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8394483927965117502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8394483927965117502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8394483927965117502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8394483927965117502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/current-status.html' title='Current Status...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1046530966150681587</id><published>2007-06-13T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:23:24.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monster Phase</title><content type='html'>Ah, yes, here is yesterday's art work: Bouncing Monster Crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnAnv1HULjI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kfH3jgJ6A0/s1600-h/pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnAnv1HULjI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kfH3jgJ6A0/s400/pix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075600482711645746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie says he's going to color it in. I'll rescan and re-post.  Click for the full pix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1046530966150681587?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1046530966150681587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1046530966150681587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1046530966150681587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1046530966150681587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/monster-phase.html' title='The Monster Phase'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RnAnv1HULjI/AAAAAAAAA60/0kfH3jgJ6A0/s72-c/pix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3420420737864774577</id><published>2007-06-03T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:18:59.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greek Festival</title><content type='html'>We went to the big Greek Festival here in the West End a few weeks ago.  How big was it?  Rudd and Howard both showed up, but no punches were thrown.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNwBzNZNxI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fHZYmKjFgZc/s1600-h/big+crowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNwBzNZNxI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fHZYmKjFgZc/s400/big+crowd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072020781577877266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Remember that red circled thing for a while.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fun was had by all and all major food groups were consumed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNwMTNZNyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jg7g4u0Kxvg/s1600-h/all+major+food+groups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNwMTNZNyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jg7g4u0Kxvg/s400/all+major+food+groups.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072020961966503714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessie, you got your Greek cola, your falafel, your Greek salad, your gyros, your backlava, your honey puffs, and your ants.  A $100 picnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you were feeling logy after so much food and the heat, well, you could watch people dancing covered in wool and starched cotton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ImxShi4z40"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ImxShi4z40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we did some rides....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNx_zNZN0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/DJprVoLeKf0/s1600-h/charlie+teacup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNx_zNZN0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/DJprVoLeKf0/s400/charlie+teacup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072022946241394498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must have done that ride at Disney four times.  Charlie loves the teacup, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the rides were more interactive than others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ws0-2LxX1I"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ws0-2LxX1I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to volunteer to teach John to drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what John really really really had to do ($15 each!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bpc_qjz6jkE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bpc_qjz6jkE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, teenagers.  80 foot swing arms, do the math.....  The funny thing (to me) about this video is that you can see the look of relief as the ride ends, and then the realization that they were just going to spin me backwards for a while.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last movie - Charlie on one of those inflatable slide things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbg5BYnD9D8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbg5BYnD9D8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, too cute, I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these and more pictures are available &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762403556698&amp;amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=umofKB8PNQhuQNcyTBKHgw--&amp;amp;ts=1180925943&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3420420737864774577?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3420420737864774577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3420420737864774577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3420420737864774577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3420420737864774577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-thing-john-wanted-me-to-post.html' title='The Greek Festival'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNwBzNZNxI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fHZYmKjFgZc/s72-c/big+crowd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3780034347739662465</id><published>2007-06-03T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:40:44.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parasailing</title><content type='html'>John and I also went para sailing at Tangalooma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNs8zNZNvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OfLJ3uLSDQY/s1600-h/parasail+big+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNs8zNZNvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OfLJ3uLSDQY/s400/parasail+big+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072017397143647986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were way way up there we could see some large turtles and rays under the clear clear water.  It was pretty cool.  The boat's crew were competent and professional, in an Aussie sort of way.  John was tickled to discover that the sit harness was made in England.  We were both wondering about the rope, with John convinced that it was "military grade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the skipper it was standard rope from the marine supply yard, rated to some enormous breaking rating.  Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely at this picture you can just make out John and I waving......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNtfzNZNwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mdbVcKvMMKg/s1600-h/parasail+flap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNtfzNZNwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mdbVcKvMMKg/s400/parasail+flap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072017998439069442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically we are flapping our arms, trying to see if the captain would run us up higher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3780034347739662465?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3780034347739662465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3780034347739662465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3780034347739662465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3780034347739662465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/parasailing.html' title='Parasailing'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNs8zNZNvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OfLJ3uLSDQY/s72-c/parasail+big+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1002091505589289977</id><published>2007-06-03T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:02:43.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Surfing Safari....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNgijNZNnI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xGKCeAp0OsU/s1600-h/amanda+cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNgijNZNnI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xGKCeAp0OsU/s400/amanda+cheesecake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072003752032548466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the neater things to do at Tangalooma was to take the world's most awesome diesel powered 70's school bus 4x4 ever made out to a whopping big sand dune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is Amanda giving the world some cheesecake.  Don't worry, I'm safe - she's in Spain for a week. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see the scale of the dune, but it's approximately 50M high. When you slide down it on the high-tech boards (more on that later) you actually go well past where the bus is parked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may help - this is a picture I took from beside the bus, looking along the dune. The circled area is *not* scrub but is full sized trees a few hundred meters away.  It's a biiiig dune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNhfDNZNoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Gzl5a2qjBXM/s1600-h/dune+view+full+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNhfDNZNoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Gzl5a2qjBXM/s400/dune+view+full+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072004791414634114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it this way - if it were a mountain with snow on it somewhere near NC, people would be building condo's and hailing it as a resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the approach when we realized how big this thing was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wz5d_SZ3nLI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wz5d_SZ3nLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I going to all this trouble?  Well, as Aussies would point out, it's the largest sand dune in the southern hemisphere, on the largest sand island in the world. So there is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also, when you see pictures of us trudging up and screaming coming down, well, we'll look slightly, only slightly, less silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Amanda and John doing their sand slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeJMe5xqhuI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeJMe5xqhuI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are Charlie and I doing a tandem (if you turn up the sound you can hear my PG commentary.  The other stuff was sotto voce!)  Brian's ride is at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fncbpX3_m1c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fncbpX3_m1c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that these are a bit grainy and far away, but you don't want to walk down  and get right under someone riding a waxed piece of particle board down a 3:1 slope sand dune.  Nor more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have some professional photographs (thank you Disney @ $15/each!) for your viewing enjoyment.  Again, click on them for a bigger view, but they're not very high resolution.  We'll get Keith Brickman to do some of his super-scanning for us.  Copies should cost much less than the original retail price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNjgDNZNpI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YrnbMCSwDRo/s1600-h/amanda+sand+surf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNjgDNZNpI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YrnbMCSwDRo/s400/amanda+sand+surf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072007007617758866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNjwjNZNqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/NXcbhfxgMeI/s1600-h/charlie+sand+surf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNjwjNZNqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/NXcbhfxgMeI/s400/charlie+sand+surf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072007291085600418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkEDNZNrI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5n3ACeUQiB8/s1600-h/cliff+and+charlie+surfer+dudes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkEDNZNrI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5n3ACeUQiB8/s400/cliff+and+charlie+surfer+dudes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072007626093049522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkPTNZNsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/BbE5brqetNY/s1600-h/margaret+sand+sliding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkPTNZNsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/BbE5brqetNY/s400/margaret+sand+sliding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072007819366577858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two of John, because they were too good to leave behind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkZTNZNtI/AAAAAAAAA50/D9gTEFgzxxw/s1600-h/john+super+surfer+dude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkZTNZNtI/AAAAAAAAA50/D9gTEFgzxxw/s400/john+super+surfer+dude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072007991165269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkjDNZNuI/AAAAAAAAA58/2iu3hYRgmUc/s1600-h/John+sand+sliding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNkjDNZNuI/AAAAAAAAA58/2iu3hYRgmUc/s400/John+sand+sliding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072008158668994274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1002091505589289977?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1002091505589289977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1002091505589289977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1002091505589289977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1002091505589289977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/sand-surfing-safari.html' title='Sand Surfing Safari....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmNgijNZNnI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xGKCeAp0OsU/s72-c/amanda+cheesecake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-562837332842933704</id><published>2007-06-03T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:41:38.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangalooma Link-O-Rama</title><content type='html'>Ok, the general resort pictures are &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762403416903&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=ibOg9fO5rRNqVrRgcyilJw--&amp;amp;ts=1180909873&amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and the scans of the dolphins and sand surfing are &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;amp;aid=576460762403538531&amp;pid=&amp;amp;wtok=bcTXP.zJqVUSmvbFwysM.A--&amp;ts=1180910382&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-562837332842933704?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/562837332842933704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=562837332842933704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/562837332842933704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/562837332842933704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/tangalooma-link-o-rama.html' title='Tangalooma Link-O-Rama'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7786404385832735245</id><published>2007-06-01T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:13:40.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangalooma Resort on Moreton Island - Dolphins</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time since we updated, but I've,  frankly, felt a little lazy.  Plus, except for the Greek Festival (post and pix to come) nothing much new happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, with Brian and Angela here, we did actually go someplace - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tangalooma_Wild_Dolphin_Resort"&gt;Tangalooma&lt;/a&gt;.  Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a maxi-taxi out to the Tangalooma Flyer, the high speed catamaran that services the resort.  Well, we caught its younger brother, anyway - tres crowded, but only a 70 minute ride.  On the way home we got to use the triple decker super cat.  Very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of catching, I also managed to catch some sort of horrible cold, so I'm not feeling very well right now.  But I wanted to upload some pictures and video so people could see how much fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we got to feed the dolphins before dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCy_TNZNgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vs6eam8WxWQ/s1600-h/amanda+and+mommy+feeding+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCy_TNZNgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vs6eam8WxWQ/s400/amanda+and+mommy+feeding+dolphins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071249980977133058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the "official" resort photos (read: $15/each) scanned in using my cheap scanner.  I'll get them to the scanner-in-chief-Keith for a better copy when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCzNjNZNhI/AAAAAAAAA4U/bW7mFT14mSw/s1600-h/brian+and+angela+feed+dolphin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCzNjNZNhI/AAAAAAAAA4U/bW7mFT14mSw/s400/brian+and+angela+feed+dolphin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071250225790268946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, click on the image for a bigger shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCzlDNZNiI/AAAAAAAAA4c/QPix9nbVaXo/s1600-h/john+feeding+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCzlDNZNiI/AAAAAAAAA4c/QPix9nbVaXo/s400/john+feeding+dolphins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071250629517194786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not technically a picture of our family, but John really wanted a pix of "his dolphins" for the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCz1zNZNjI/AAAAAAAAA4k/9XJhRfmKOKI/s1600-h/Johns+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCz1zNZNjI/AAAAAAAAA4k/9XJhRfmKOKI/s400/Johns+dolphins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071250917280003634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why we got three pictures of Charlie doing the dolphin thing.  Perhaps because one was in focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0BTNZNkI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QaAzmw94jW0/s1600-h/charlie+and+cliff+feeding+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0BTNZNkI/AAAAAAAAA4s/QaAzmw94jW0/s400/charlie+and+cliff+feeding+dolphins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071251114848499266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0VDNZNlI/AAAAAAAAA40/9LHuna9xo4I/s1600-h/cliff+and+charlie+feeding+more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0VDNZNlI/AAAAAAAAA40/9LHuna9xo4I/s400/cliff+and+charlie+feeding+more.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071251454150915666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one was really really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0eDNZNmI/AAAAAAAAA48/CKyi3CloHiU/s1600-h/charlie+sucking+it+up+feeding+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmC0eDNZNmI/AAAAAAAAA48/CKyi3CloHiU/s400/charlie+sucking+it+up+feeding+dolphins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071251608769738338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures and video to upload, but I'm going to go take a bit of a break.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7786404385832735245?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7786404385832735245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7786404385832735245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7786404385832735245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7786404385832735245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/06/tangalooma-resort-on-moreton-island.html' title='Tangalooma Resort on Moreton Island - Dolphins'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RmCy_TNZNgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vs6eam8WxWQ/s72-c/amanda+and+mommy+feeding+dolphins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-6075240064134889858</id><published>2007-05-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:02:43.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Candy in Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rkp8zjNZNcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/d7pYkNO4GMg/s1600-h/250px-SydneyTheRocks1_gobeirne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rkp8zjNZNcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/d7pYkNO4GMg/s400/250px-SydneyTheRocks1_gobeirne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064997955998135746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Sydney we wandered into a mall near &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rocks"&gt;The Rocks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, an arcade, really.  But in Oz that is a mall for all practical purposes.  Hey, it had air-con!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the malls even have a taste of home available.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rkp_FDNZNdI/AAAAAAAAA30/nUnSczkMBfg/s1600-h/kk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rkp_FDNZNdI/AAAAAAAAA30/nUnSczkMBfg/s400/kk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065000455669102034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, technically that is the Sydney airport, but it has more shopping than I'm used to around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RkqAHzNZNeI/AAAAAAAAA38/MAFnsGXUJjE/s1600-h/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RkqAHzNZNeI/AAAAAAAAA38/MAFnsGXUJjE/s400/candy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065001602425370082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, back to the Arcade/Mall at The Rocks.  When we wandered in there were the usual t-shirt shops and what-not, but what really caught our eye was a fresh candy shop that made custom sugar &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_%28candy%29"&gt;candies&lt;/a&gt;, or lollies as they call 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make colored sugar paste (yummy!) and lay it out according to a computer program.  Obviously they lay it out flat and then roll it into a tube.  Then they put another kind of candy covering on it.  And heat it to about a zillion degrees to start it "setting."  You can see the guy wearing leather gloves - it may not be obvious that they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burned&lt;/span&gt; on the palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they run it through a mechanical stretcher and finish by carefully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pulling&lt;/span&gt; the candy into a 1cm tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the icky purple, red, green, yellow, and orange hair (!!) was taking the tubes (which cool down very quickly once pulled) and wacking them with a paint scraper edge and turning them into candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RkqCMjNZNfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/o17RM7oJv18/s1600-h/Loverock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RkqCMjNZNfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/o17RM7oJv18/s400/Loverock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065003883053004274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very cool.  Oh, and free samples!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-6075240064134889858?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/6075240064134889858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=6075240064134889858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/6075240064134889858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/6075240064134889858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/05/fresh-candy-in-sydney.html' title='Fresh Candy in Sydney'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rkp8zjNZNcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/d7pYkNO4GMg/s72-c/250px-SydneyTheRocks1_gobeirne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1688957082401877423</id><published>2007-05-07T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:22:43.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Pine (Again)</title><content type='html'>We went out to Lone Pine with Heather and had a wonderful time.  I'll blog more about this but wanted to upload pictures of the everyone who got to cuddle a Koala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj89yatlErI/AAAAAAAAA28/wjsisMTh67A/s1600-h/John+Koala+-+IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj89yatlErI/AAAAAAAAA28/wjsisMTh67A/s400/John+Koala+-+IMG_1806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061832442560975538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj8-m6tlEsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/y3C_hxAvESs/s1600-h/Charlie+-+Koala+-+IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj8-m6tlEsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/y3C_hxAvESs/s400/Charlie+-+Koala+-+IMG_1819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061833344504107714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9AoKtlEtI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Wl2KKD6Yp0c/s1600-h/M+-+Koala+-+IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9AoKtlEtI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Wl2KKD6Yp0c/s400/M+-+Koala+-+IMG_1830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061835565002199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9BrqtlEuI/AAAAAAAAA3U/rQXQe7C_Lms/s1600-h/A+-+Koala+-+IMG_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9BrqtlEuI/AAAAAAAAA3U/rQXQe7C_Lms/s400/A+-+Koala+-+IMG_1836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061836724643369698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9EEKtlEvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/pnKy8TlzELo/s1600-h/Heather+-+Koala+-+IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj9EEKtlEvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/pnKy8TlzELo/s400/Heather+-+Koala+-+IMG_1787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061839344573420274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't cuddle, just not one of my to-do's.  I've petted them which was enough.  Click on the pix for the high resolution version, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pro photographer got better pix (not surprising - he was doing one every 3 minutes while we were there).  I figure they were doing $1200/hour during peak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1688957082401877423?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1688957082401877423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1688957082401877423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1688957082401877423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1688957082401877423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/05/lone-pine-again.html' title='Lone Pine (Again)'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj89yatlErI/AAAAAAAAA28/wjsisMTh67A/s72-c/John+Koala+-+IMG_1806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-931185428026351373</id><published>2007-05-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:32:52.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful party for Charlie at the Aquatarium at South Bank's Street Beach.  We invited his class and, of course, the fabulous Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0PqatlEmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wTJKtnANdeg/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0PqatlEmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wTJKtnANdeg/s400/DSC01794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061218777633722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around 15 or 16 kids turned up (it was hard to keep count) out of 23 invited and we had six or seven (ditto) siblings too.  I was glad I made 30 gift bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, thank you Crazy Carl's Discount Store: bag, bouncy ball, two plastic space aliens, two plastic construction guys, bubbles, candy necklace, gummy people - $1.25/kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main action, of course, was in the water.....&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0QpqtlEnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pH2pIQ7sQkU/s1600-h/aqua.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0QpqtlEnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/pH2pIQ7sQkU/s400/aqua.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061219864260448882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people really enjoyed the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0RZqtlEoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/JneJ9IYtOuc/s1600-h/C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0RZqtlEoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/JneJ9IYtOuc/s400/C1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061220688894169730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0SZ6tlEpI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Iqdqj2OqRdw/s1600-h/w.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0SZ6tlEpI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Iqdqj2OqRdw/s400/w.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061221792700764818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, songs were sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yFRTodAGOk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yFRTodAGOk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You'll have to turn your computer sideways - I keep forgetting and rotating the camera when I take a video. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie got a pile of lego stuff, kid monopoly, paper airplane construction book, book(s), bionicles, kinex, etc, etc.  And waterguns (obviously I have offended another parent!)  John and Margaret are having fun with all that goodness too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a chia-pet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a classic John Elam picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0TS6tlEqI/AAAAAAAAA20/-NgLrnrnZgo/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0TS6tlEqI/AAAAAAAAA20/-NgLrnrnZgo/s400/DSC01800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061222771953308322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-931185428026351373?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/931185428026351373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/931185428026351373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/05/charlies-birthday-party.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rj0PqatlEmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wTJKtnANdeg/s72-c/DSC01794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7135346701887673234</id><published>2007-05-02T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:52:35.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anzac Pix</title><content type='html'>Forgot to post the &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762399831221&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=3yGRR00XDhJrewVJI.zIuA--&amp;amp;ts=1177850696&amp;.src=ph"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the pictures.  Videos are below, natch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7135346701887673234?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7135346701887673234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7135346701887673234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7135346701887673234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7135346701887673234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/05/anzac-pix.html' title='Anzac Pix'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2918790355448732906</id><published>2007-05-02T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:32:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie is Six Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rjj1PqtlElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/scPMGocYsls/s1600-h/charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rjj1PqtlElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/scPMGocYsls/s400/charlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060063830863057490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today in Oz.  Tomorrow in the ROW (Rest of World).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks it is very neat to have two birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has invited his class to the Aquatarium at South Bank - I am sure pictures will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here is the last page of a homework assignment he's very proud of.  (As always, click for a larger image.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2918790355448732906?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2918790355448732906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2918790355448732906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2918790355448732906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2918790355448732906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/05/charlie-is-six-today.html' title='Charlie is Six Today'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rjj1PqtlElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/scPMGocYsls/s72-c/charlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7551734053717285574</id><published>2007-04-29T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T03:32:10.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marching at Kids Level</title><content type='html'>Just like in the good old days - the kids were sitting on the kerb, the adults standing behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret borrowed my camera to take some pictures and video.  I'll post the pix in a few minutes, but here are the five videos she shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPKrO-X7WSs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPKrO-X7WSs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WS4JPslBdVg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WS4JPslBdVg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1VCbajmPezc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1VCbajmPezc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knnxIuj0EFo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knnxIuj0EFo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S38phjNhGGA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S38phjNhGGA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7551734053717285574?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7551734053717285574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7551734053717285574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7551734053717285574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7551734053717285574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/marching-at-kids-level.html' title='Marching at Kids Level'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3741792430899456193</id><published>2007-04-29T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T03:18:40.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maori Marching Band</title><content type='html'>Yep, the most unusual thing I saw during this years ANZAC parade.  I'll be posting a LOT of videos I took to try to give some of the flavor, and I'll also write a general piece on the parade, but I'm gonna break this into smaller bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFwyaM20clk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFwyaM20clk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3741792430899456193?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3741792430899456193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3741792430899456193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3741792430899456193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3741792430899456193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/maori-marching-band.html' title='Maori Marching Band'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3378775337977345890</id><published>2007-04-29T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T03:16:03.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death to Zar!</title><content type='html'>Well, not really, but Amanda got her mojo on and made home-made pizza with the kids (and Chloe) a few nights ago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmlWWeGp2sA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmlWWeGp2sA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3378775337977345890?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3378775337977345890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3378775337977345890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3378775337977345890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3378775337977345890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/death-to-zar.html' title='Death to Zar!'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7130550969380038592</id><published>2007-04-21T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:01:32.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney for Kids</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful time in &lt;a href="http://www.sydney.com.au/"&gt;Sydney&lt;/a&gt;. What a beautiful city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056099510326178082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirft14EsSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LElEc9WQ94Y/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We stayed down in China Town at the Pacific International Apartments. It was a nice hotel and a great location, if not the most family-friendly neighborhood. We were close to Darling Harbor and a 15 minute walk (at a brisk pace) to the Port Jackson Harbor (aka Sydney Harbor). Next time I think I would aim for a place right in Darling Harbor (especially good location for the kids) or a place around the Harbor or &lt;a href="http://www.therocks.com/"&gt;The Rocks&lt;/a&gt; (colonial neighborhood next to the Harbor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056109405930828290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirot14EsgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DcolF-lwGM4/s320/Copy+of+Sydney2_+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is a view of the Harbor Bridge from atop the Observatory hill in the Rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a view of Sydney through the eyes of our three pumpkins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056101288442638658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirhVV4EsUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_z3Zvcz4AWE/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did too much walking in Sydney. It was very crowded, but I liked seeing all the museums. The &lt;a href="http://www.powerhousemuseum.com/"&gt;Powerhouse Museum&lt;/a&gt; (formerly the Sydney Museum of Technology) was awesome and I definitely recommend it if you get the chance to go there. It was almost all hands-on and I loved that! It had very few places where it didn’t have an activity that you could touch or play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056104861855429042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirklV4EsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yocA0qktxG4/s320/Copy+of+Sydney2_+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056106811770581474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirmW14EseI/AAAAAAAAALA/pvsimhpMXjM/s320/Copy+of+Sydney2_+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground at &lt;a href="http://www.darlingharbour.com/"&gt;Darling Harbor &lt;/a&gt;was very fun. We had lots of fun climbing and playing in the sand. (We went back every single day to play there.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056106214770127314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirl0F4EsdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v2xpKX9pvOY/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056101700759499090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirhtV4EsVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GhEm4nkMYBc/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056100901895582002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirg-14EsTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/v1br2BSaW8k/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bye now. I have to go torment my little sister and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret&lt;br /&gt;When we went to &lt;a href="http://www.sydneyattractions.com.au/"&gt;Sydney, &lt;/a&gt;we did lots of things. One of the things we did is we went up the &lt;a href="http://www.sydneytoweroztrek.com.au/"&gt;Sydney Tower&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056108370843709938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirnxl4EsfI/AAAAAAAAALI/Zzn4Ke6Nlgc/s320/Copy+of+0407_Sydney+B87.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We went into an elevator and went really high up to one of the top floors and we got a view of the whole city. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056102083011588450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RiriDl4EsWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/E_0p4Kumghw/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We did the Oz Trek adventure after it, which was really fun. It was a movie and a life-like adventure because you sat in these chairs that went up and down and did things according to the movie. In the movie we visited different parts of Australia. It was very cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056103135278576002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirjA14EsYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q2MIvRJq5Ok/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We also toured the opera house and we got to see rooms that people do opera and ballets in. The opera house looks really different up close than far away. Far away you just see big white sail looking roofs, but up close you can all the little tiles and colors that made it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056109629269127698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Riro614EshI/AAAAAAAAALY/RCpj7_xWFX0/s320/Copy+of+0407_Sydney+E06.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney was very fun! (Look at our little monkey scale this climbing structure. Just like one of guys at the Polynesian Cultural Center on Oahu scaling the cococut trees!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056105523280392642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirlL14EscI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6GTJ_3TFFxg/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Powerhouse Museum was my favorite place. My favorite thing in the Powerhouse was playing in Zoe’s Playhouse. We get to play with black bricks that were squishy and I put a brick window and I was pretending to be King Kong when I punched them down to the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056102692896944498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirinF4EsXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5_lnP7-rhZ0/s320/Copy+of+Sydney2_+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We played other games at Darling Harbor, too. It was like the NC Fair at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056103551890403730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirjZF4EsZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fTHwalQEa7M/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056103697919291810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirjhl4EsaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Gcr7ChpEUco/s320/Copy+of+Sydney_+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7130550969380038592?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7130550969380038592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7130550969380038592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7130550969380038592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7130550969380038592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/sydney-for-kids.html' title='Sydney for Kids'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12350341676340299579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rirft14EsSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LElEc9WQ94Y/s72-c/Copy+of+Sydney_+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5878138443128465548</id><published>2007-04-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:55:51.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie on Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>Easter at school was really fun. Everybody made hats first for the Easter Parade. My hat was very cool because it had a feather on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056092754342621394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirZkl4EsNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/J7MRHTBhwaM/s320/Copy+of+0307_WESS+easter+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class got to sing for everyone and then the real Easter Bunny came into our school into the gym. (Look closely and you can see Charlie standing next to his teacher, Mrs Falconer, there on the right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056092964796018914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirZw14EsOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6n8mgd4wsYY/s320/Copy+of+0307_WESS+easter+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He gave us some chocolate eggs, and he danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056093140889678066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirZ7F4EsPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/cv6jT4uq8X4/s320/Copy+of+0307_WESS+easter+35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even danced with the Principal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056095962683191570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RircfV4EsRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/X0LqnLQCljA/s320/Copy+of+0307_WESS+easter+39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Easter eggs at Sydney. The Easter Bunny gave them to us. We found them in the closet in our hotel room. It was a big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056094330595619074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirbAV4EsQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vwZRGfOwtoI/s320/Copy+of+Sydney2_+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter Bunny visited us at Sydney and at Brisbane. The ones at Brisbane were bigger than the ones at Sydney and they were hidden all over the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5878138443128465548?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5878138443128465548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5878138443128465548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5878138443128465548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5878138443128465548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/charlie-on-easter-fun.html' title='Charlie on Easter Fun'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12350341676340299579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirZkl4EsNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/J7MRHTBhwaM/s72-c/Copy+of+0307_WESS+easter+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1916431985943695452</id><published>2007-04-21T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:38:20.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Pine with Mamaw and Babaw</title><content type='html'>We were so busy the weeks Mamaw and Babaw came to visit that we missed doing kid posts. The busy-ness stayed with us for a few weeks afterwards as well as we prepared for our Easter adventure to Sydney. In the next few posts we will try to capture some highlights of these adventures. Hopefully we can provide some break from all the food blogging. (It's all fascinating really, Cliff. But there is, umm, a lot of it, don't you think?) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056066868574728210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirCB14EsBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rKxUTzb9JVs/s320/Copy+of+0307_+quay+west04.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mamaw and Bapaw (aka Amelia and John Matthews) joined us for a couple of weeks in March. They stayed in town at Quay West apartments. They had fabulous views of the city right over the Botanic Gardens and QUT (where I work), which turned out to be a particular advantage as they found it necessary to retreat from the heat during much of the day. Brisbane enjoyed a particularly cool summer, but decided to make a brief appearance in the early fall the week they arrived. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056067581539299362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirCrV4EsCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/w-UtPWGi148/s320/Copy+of+0307_quay+west2+17.JPG" border="0" /&gt; One of the highlights of our visit with Mamaw and Babaw was our visit to &lt;a href="http://www.koala.net/index.htm"&gt;Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt;. The kids have a few things to say about this not to be missed adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret:&lt;br /&gt;Mamaw and Babaw went with us to Lone Pine. At Lone Pine we fed the Lorikeets. There were A LOT of lorikeets. They are very colorful birds and not afraid of people at all. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056069273756414002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirEN14EsDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lXBO46ap4vw/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+64.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When all the lorikeets went on the feed bowl I was holding, they were very heavy. We also saw a diamond tail eagle. The reason it is called a diamond tail eagle is because when it is flying it’s tail looks like a diamond. It looks a lot like a different eagle in North America, but I can’t remember the name of it. Lone Pine had lots of cute koala bears and kangaroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056069896526671938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirEyF4EsEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wG32yl0Lk-c/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+52.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You can see Mamaw with one of the kangaroos in this picture.  I can’t wait to go back to Lone Pine! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056076691164934226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirK9l4EsFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/kTDsJemhAfg/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+88.jpg" border="0" /&gt; John:&lt;br /&gt;Lone Pine is definitely worth doing. The lorikeet feeding was really cool. Just remember that the birds are very sloppy eaters. I talked a little kangaroo into eating out of my hand. I slowly moved up to it and stuck out my hand. He sniffed my hand and then ate the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056081226650398850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirPFl4EsII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/b1nTNa9YVys/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I talked Mamaw into feeding a kangaroo, too. Well, Margaret and Charlie helped, too. We had lunch there. The (hot) chips (or fries) were awesome! We watched two really cool lizards during lunch. We saw the &lt;a href="http://www.littleemufarmco.com.au/emu.html"&gt;emus&lt;/a&gt;. They make a funky sound, passing air through something. Daddy thought they were kicking the fence or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056084280372146322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirR3V4EsJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/HoxHCj66YWw/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We got see the sheep dog round up the sheep. And I got to feed a one year old lamb and a young calf. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056078452101525602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirMkF4EsGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7Xaa95PxWBk/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The calf was disgusting. It slobbered all over the whole fence. Not to mention that it was harder to feed than the lamb. It sucked a lot hard. I was afraid it was going to break the bottle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056078873008320626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirM8l4EsHI/AAAAAAAAAII/CYxKjFmePoo/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And back to Mum. Charlie also got a chance to feed the sheep. Slurp, slurp! It was hard to hold onto the bottle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056085787905667266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirTPF4EsMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-KO5GC_ZD5o/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie also ran into a group of fans. Charlie caught the attention of a small group of Japanese school girls. They seemed to think he was just the cutest thing at Lone Pine. Charlie, of course, was very embarrassed and hid his face in Mommy's shirt. Daddy was very proud and just HAD to take a photo of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056084894552469666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirSbF4EsKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ug4H1JS7y-Y/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also managed to get a pretty good picture of another Australian native--the &lt;a href="http://wombania.com/wombats/"&gt;wombat&lt;/a&gt;--lounging in the shade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056085482962989234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirS9V4EsLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aGrMVxCoTQA/s320/Copy+of+0307_lone+pine+73.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1916431985943695452?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1916431985943695452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1916431985943695452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1916431985943695452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1916431985943695452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/lone-pine-with-mamaw-and-babaw.html' title='Lone Pine with Mamaw and Babaw'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12350341676340299579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RirCB14EsBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rKxUTzb9JVs/s72-c/Copy+of+0307_+quay+west04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-861440336556103833</id><published>2007-04-18T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:32:35.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaOMN0h7BI/AAAAAAAAA2E/dgrzkF0gykY/s1600-h/IMAGE_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaOMN0h7BI/AAAAAAAAA2E/dgrzkF0gykY/s400/IMAGE_111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054883972289522706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0067124/"&gt;The Gang That Couldn't Shoot Straight? &lt;/a&gt; (That meant otherwise in 1971)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-861440336556103833?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/861440336556103833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=861440336556103833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/861440336556103833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/861440336556103833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-it.html' title='Love It'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaOMN0h7BI/AAAAAAAAA2E/dgrzkF0gykY/s72-c/IMAGE_111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4757673763383360234</id><published>2007-04-18T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:26:18.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnitzel....</title><content type='html'>In an earlier post I referred to Oporto's "nuggets" as schnitzel, which they are more like than they are nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Toowong Villiage Mall this week to check it out - everytime we go through the Regatta stop on the City Cat, Margaret says "I hear there is a good mall over there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strange mall, anyway, with almost a dozen ramp escalators in three small floors of mall.  Very peculiar.  But a nice big Coles, etc, etc.  A nasty walk, though, so I think we won't be going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch M/J had Schnitzel with Gems (tater tots).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaMXt0h6-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/lEH2psqqSMc/s1600-h/IMAGE_108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaMXt0h6-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/lEH2psqqSMc/s400/IMAGE_108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054881970834762722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Confusingly enough (for the kids) the Root Beer is called Sarsaparilla here.  Tastes good though.  Please note the entire absence of veg on that plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie went with the old predictable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaMrd0h6_I/AAAAAAAAA10/O1Y66iQ71q8/s1600-h/IMAGE_109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaMrd0h6_I/AAAAAAAAA10/O1Y66iQ71q8/s400/IMAGE_109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054882310137179122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very nice roll version, with English mustard, lettuce, onion, and shred cheese.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaM4t0h7AI/AAAAAAAAA18/Bf_U8qbS7A0/s1600-h/IMAGE_110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaM4t0h7AI/AAAAAAAAA18/Bf_U8qbS7A0/s400/IMAGE_110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054882537770445826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4757673763383360234?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4757673763383360234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4757673763383360234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4757673763383360234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4757673763383360234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/schnitzel.html' title='Schnitzel....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaMXt0h6-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/lEH2psqqSMc/s72-c/IMAGE_108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3879627057884521683</id><published>2007-04-18T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:14:34.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen St. Performers</title><content type='html'>The mall is host to a variety of performers on a given day.  Earlier this week Charlie was picked to "help" the unicycle riding knife juggler.  Charlie got to hold the knives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJ6d0h68I/AAAAAAAAA1c/WOg-pfuD5YI/s1600-h/CE+Knives+IMAGE_117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJ6d0h68I/AAAAAAAAA1c/WOg-pfuD5YI/s400/CE+Knives+IMAGE_117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054879269300333506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No performers were hurt during this performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaKHN0h69I/AAAAAAAAA1k/HxQNNMsckaI/s1600-h/TU+IMAGE_113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaKHN0h69I/AAAAAAAAA1k/HxQNNMsckaI/s400/TU+IMAGE_113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054879488343665618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlie was very proud and got an ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to see larger camera phone pix.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3879627057884521683?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3879627057884521683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3879627057884521683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3879627057884521683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3879627057884521683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/queen-st-performers.html' title='Queen St. Performers'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJ6d0h68I/AAAAAAAAA1c/WOg-pfuD5YI/s72-c/CE+Knives+IMAGE_117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7475246834074101592</id><published>2007-04-18T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:09:56.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't We Used to Live There?</title><content type='html'>Not really, just thought this was a funny sign to see on a side street on the way home from school on Tuesday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJA90h67I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Ow3utMFNZc/s1600-h/IMAGE_125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJA90h67I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Ow3utMFNZc/s400/IMAGE_125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054878281457855410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7475246834074101592?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7475246834074101592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7475246834074101592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7475246834074101592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7475246834074101592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/didnt-we-used-to-live-there.html' title='Didn&apos;t We Used to Live There?'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaJA90h67I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Ow3utMFNZc/s72-c/IMAGE_125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-245645175716207679</id><published>2007-04-18T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:07:54.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So-Called Snack</title><content type='html'>We went Zoob shopping yesterday (Charlie's "big" present from mom/dad) after school.  M had already walked to/from the State Library during school, so we were all tired and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty dollars worth of chips and Schnitzel bites later all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaIIN0h66I/AAAAAAAAA1M/4-1AMkVrohY/s1600-h/IMAGE_131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaIIN0h66I/AAAAAAAAA1M/4-1AMkVrohY/s400/IMAGE_131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054877306500279202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a spec left afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got the zoobs, I found a rain jacket I liked that actually fit ($600 AUD - it is still in the store), Charlie lost his hat again (which is why his name is on it in big letters), and we did a library visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped at the Noodle Box and got Singapore Noodles, Wo-Fan noodles, fried rice, and spring rolls ($38 AUD).  The kids are certainly more adventurous than they used to be, food-wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-245645175716207679?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/245645175716207679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=245645175716207679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/245645175716207679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/245645175716207679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-called-snack.html' title='So-Called Snack'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaIIN0h66I/AAAAAAAAA1M/4-1AMkVrohY/s72-c/IMAGE_131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-89278903749716997</id><published>2007-04-18T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:03:27.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Chocolate Blogging....</title><content type='html'>I'd promised the kids a chance at some hot chocolate because they'd had a good but tough week at school.  As it turned out, we had the treat after a tough week on vacation. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaHRd0h65I/AAAAAAAAA1E/3hIt6-cGgC8/s1600-h/IMAGE_129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaHRd0h65I/AAAAAAAAA1E/3hIt6-cGgC8/s400/IMAGE_129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054876365902441362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, in his European Fashion Model Mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaHL90h64I/AAAAAAAAA08/x7n-6MBYdeY/s1600-h/IMAGE_127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaHL90h64I/AAAAAAAAA08/x7n-6MBYdeY/s400/IMAGE_127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054876271413160834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret happy to have a Woman's Rights - table service and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaG690h63I/AAAAAAAAA00/JBLkQ8-YVFw/s1600-h/IMAGE_128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaG690h63I/AAAAAAAAA00/JBLkQ8-YVFw/s400/IMAGE_128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054875979355384690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie, still not getting what "smile" means on-camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaG0N0h62I/AAAAAAAAA0s/ox0u9DfzqsY/s1600-h/IMAGE_126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaG0N0h62I/AAAAAAAAA0s/ox0u9DfzqsY/s400/IMAGE_126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054875863391267682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-89278903749716997?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/89278903749716997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=89278903749716997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/89278903749716997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/89278903749716997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-chocolate-blogging.html' title='Hot Chocolate Blogging....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiaHRd0h65I/AAAAAAAAA1E/3hIt6-cGgC8/s72-c/IMAGE_129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2085649664782462488</id><published>2007-04-15T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:01:59.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Movie Food Blogging....</title><content type='html'>After the movie, as it had been at least an hour since they ate, the kids were ravenous.  They like this breakfast place on South Bank, pretty near the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie had maple syrup and pancakes.  You can take the half Canadian out of America but you can't possibly finish this cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKfOqllQII/AAAAAAAAA0E/MQq-L7m7JNc/s1600-h/IMAGE_105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKfOqllQII/AAAAAAAAA0E/MQq-L7m7JNc/s400/IMAGE_105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053776806162022530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John had a man/cheese crepe.  And, yes, that is a new hat he wearing.  Not only has he lost his *second* West End State School (WESS) hat, but now Charlie has lost both his original hat *AND* Margaret's WESS hat.  Jeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKfkqllQJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ZAqiJ-s9BpI/s1600-h/IMAGE_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKfkqllQJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ZAqiJ-s9BpI/s400/IMAGE_106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053777184119144594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, M had the same crepe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKf56llQKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/zw5N0QYwaaY/s1600-h/IMAGE_104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKf56llQKI/AAAAAAAAA0U/zw5N0QYwaaY/s400/IMAGE_104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053777549191364770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, they are all eating my chips from my fish and chips.  Hey, you gotta have a good time when Wicked Old Mommy isn't around?  (Kidding dear, kidding, please stop hitting me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKgO6llQLI/AAAAAAAAA0c/J0i4yHkhwlc/s1600-h/IMAGE_103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKgO6llQLI/AAAAAAAAA0c/J0i4yHkhwlc/s400/IMAGE_103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053777909968617650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm, fresh Whiting and chips ($7) but without the necessary malt and vinegar because (a) they go no vinegar and (b) they charge $0.50 for malt.  I just can't get over this crazy charging for condiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whiting was good and fresh tasting - this place uses non-frozen fish and prawns.  They have quite a line, which in the nation of non-fast-food-service-style, doesn't necessarily mean anything, but in this case does.  Or did.  I kinda lost my Faulknerian thread there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the kids had soda's - the line was so hazardously long in the theater we skipped our drinks and just had lollies that we brought with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2085649664782462488?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2085649664782462488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2085649664782462488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2085649664782462488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2085649664782462488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/post-movie-food-blogging.html' title='Post Movie Food Blogging....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKfOqllQII/AAAAAAAAA0E/MQq-L7m7JNc/s72-c/IMAGE_105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-113311479511359000</id><published>2007-04-15T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:53:33.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of Easter Hol's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKemqllQHI/AAAAAAAAAz8/LLPSQBUnGDI/s1600-h/IMAGE_101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKemqllQHI/AAAAAAAAAz8/LLPSQBUnGDI/s400/IMAGE_101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053776118967255154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are on THE LAST DAY of holidays and the usual emotions reign.  Kids are sad, parents are happy.  I never understood that when I was a kid. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of last days -&gt; the theater was pretty crowded....  Luckily I bought our tix online.  Unlike in the US there is only a $0.50 credit card transaction fee, so there is some serious motivation to buy in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to another movie yesterday - Meet the Robinsons.   Once again we took the Cat to South Bank, but this time we had to walk down to the end of the lagoon pools and dodge 'roun the Weet-Bix Kids Triathlon.  Think &lt;10 year olds in an Iron Man.  But shorter races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I am struck at how cheap it is to go to the movies here - $19 for tix for me and the kids, $17 for drinks and a bag of pop corn. So that $36 AUD, or $30 USD.  Try that in a city the size of Durham, let alone Charlotte.  Plus we took in our own snacks - Aussie style.   (It's one of the things that continues to amaze me - you can take your own lunch into a museum, etc, etc.  And people take everything from a tuck shop style lunch up to fine dining.  Very cool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the movie, but only because it had some good moments - you can tell that they worked and worked and worked on this thing in post-production until they thought they could release it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-113311479511359000?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/113311479511359000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=113311479511359000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/113311479511359000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/113311479511359000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-day-of-easter-hols.html' title='Last Day Of Easter Hol&apos;s'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RiKemqllQHI/AAAAAAAAAz8/LLPSQBUnGDI/s72-c/IMAGE_101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7434084082966639700</id><published>2007-04-13T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:02:56.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Also Nothing to Do with Oz</title><content type='html'>But parents, especially of boys, will understand &lt;a href="http://proteinwisdom.com/index.php?/weblog/entry/22827/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="title"&gt;10 ways your day c&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n go &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; cr&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p while your &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt; is out of &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;wn on business (&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; protein w&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;m genealogy, based on actu&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l events)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="blogbody"&gt; &lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could wake from a nap to find that your son has poured an entire bottle of wood se&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l on your new &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt;.  He got &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; it by ripp&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng the eye hook out of the p&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ntry &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;or, then sc&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng the shelves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could find th&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t the wood o&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;l has been tracked on the carpet, on both rugs, and &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ll throughout the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could then f&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nd that you &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;re completely out of &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;g sh&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;mpoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could, in a panic, try using, say, P&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ntene—only &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; have the wood oil laugh at such a feckless l&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ther, repelling it l&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ke a Kos reader repels f&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;cts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your new &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt;—&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; 7 month old Shepherd m&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;x you &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;pted from Pet Smart—could react to being sprayed with a hose like Teresa Heinz-(Kerry) might re&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ct &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; be&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng served meatloaf or franks and be&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The new &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;g could feel that you &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;re trying to &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;rture &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;t, and so crawl under your bed &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;nd refuse &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; come out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You could then bundle your son in the car, run off to Pet Sm&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;rt &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;buy&lt;/span&gt; industrial strength pet shampoo, &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;nd hope nothing &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s destroyed when you return home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon your return, you could find that,  h&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ving tried &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; lick the wood oil off her co&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n an &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ttempt &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; cle&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n herself,  your new &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;g has vomited &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ll over your office.  Which could force you to try &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; remember where you left the stup&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;d steam cleaner.  Not th&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t you know &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; use the th&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But before you can ferret out the steam cleaner, you might h&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ve &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; make dinner:  ravioli for your son (which he promptly spills on the rug) and grilled salmon for you.  Only your propane tank could give out about a third of the way through cooking the fish.  So you could pitch it and have a handful of Cajun tr&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;il mix, &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nste&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of which could have caused you to miss your “Blog Week in Review” taping, because you completely forgot about it while you were rushing around like Martha Stewart on ketamine blotting shit up with paper towels.  And so you inconvenienced three people who never did anything to deserve such treatment, c&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;using you &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; feel like a heel and hit the single malt.  Which will probably leave you with &lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; vic&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ous h&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ngover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;morn&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng after upd&lt;span class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:  Hangover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="hilite"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="hilite"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eved! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that any of that has ever happened at OUR house.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7434084082966639700?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7434084082966639700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7434084082966639700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7434084082966639700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7434084082966639700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/also-nothing-to-do-with-oz.html' title='Also Nothing to Do with Oz'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3648331470642928966</id><published>2007-04-12T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:13:11.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to Do With Oz</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sure they have mom cars here, but we're on foot so it just made us homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEFE3B0Rje0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEFE3B0Rje0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, you *cannot* get Zima here.  I'm sure that is a feature, not a bug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3648331470642928966?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3648331470642928966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3648331470642928966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3648331470642928966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3648331470642928966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-to-do-with-oz.html' title='Nothing to Do With Oz'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1743138941301568085</id><published>2007-04-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:15:21.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Photos - Links</title><content type='html'>**BUMP AND UPDATE** --- Forgot the last day - Sydney Opera House tour and departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One - Unsorted and with the worst of the blurry ones deleted - &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762397302455&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=WbLs95c0_KGwje1z7vfhmA--&amp;amp;ts=1176244913&amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two - Same song, second verse.  &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;aid=576460762397396060&amp;pid=&amp;amp;wtok=7lT9N_oE96Dg55KRmhShUQ--&amp;ts=1176307390&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three - Actually went though and deleted really really bad ones. :-)  &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762397444685&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=SddRMJCgdiE.6KcsE.I3CA--&amp;amp;ts=1176313528&amp;.src=ph"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four - &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/:%20http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;amp;amp;amp;aid=576460762397584641&amp;pid=&amp;amp;wtok=LGiXOlH8jxlL.Pw.86SXcA--&amp;ts=1176398966&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1743138941301568085?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1743138941301568085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1743138941301568085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1743138941301568085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1743138941301568085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/sydney-day-one-photos-link.html' title='Sydney Photos - Links'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4721282469116508711</id><published>2007-04-11T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T10:53:02.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves</title><content type='html'>No doubt the Romany population will show up and hex my house, but I blame Cher.  And Sonny, were he alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/deadly-gypsy-saga-of-smith-and-jones/2007/02/28/1172338693378.html"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;in the Courier Mail last month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deadly gypsy saga of Smith and Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "trivial" comment about a gypsy daughter marrying a Scotsman led to a heated argument between two families that resulted in one man's death, a Sydney court has been told.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just file this under: stuff we don't got in the US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4721282469116508711?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4721282469116508711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4721282469116508711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4721282469116508711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4721282469116508711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/gypsies-tramps-and-thieves.html' title='Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4644894129253985996</id><published>2007-04-11T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:36:09.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMNT....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rhyr_KllQFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/r9Xs93ORDPw/s1600-h/tmnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rhyr_KllQFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/r9Xs93ORDPw/s400/tmnt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052101983664947282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles tomorrow at noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a 90' iMax screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4644894129253985996?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4644894129253985996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4644894129253985996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4644894129253985996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4644894129253985996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/tmnt.html' title='TMNT....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rhyr_KllQFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/r9Xs93ORDPw/s72-c/tmnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5525252525678147313</id><published>2007-04-10T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:45:31.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Home!</title><content type='html'>At least it feels like home nowadays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me this morning that we were paying for three places to live: Durham, Brisbane, and Sydney - ouch to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day was pretty busy - I'd insisted on touring the inside of the opera house. We did the 10:00 am tour as it saved us $50 bucks.  Plus, it turned out to be cooler (there is a lot of sunward facing glass on that building) and less crowded. Trifecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did some walking around (never popular with the kids) and went into a 'Rocks' museum with some neat interactive stuff.  Finally a good pizza for lunch (why is pizza so expensive here?) and then some more walking, ending up at the observatory, the highest point in Sydney.  Or so they say - there is a lot of '-est' here, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did some *more* walking and then to the airport.  M has a bit of a cold, so today was tough for her, and the landing was not a bundle of fun, but we all got home ok and everyone was in bed by 9:45 (kids) to 11:00 (adults).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only five more days of vacation to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will catch up on blog posts - we have lots of good pix and commentary, but our internet connection at the hotel ($200 for four days!) was limited in speed and transfer (50MB/day), though clearly not in price!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5525252525678147313?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5525252525678147313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5525252525678147313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5525252525678147313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5525252525678147313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-home.html' title='Just Home!'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4967490421668126664</id><published>2007-04-09T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T12:19:32.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Brekky, Good Day</title><content type='html'>We started the day off with a big breakfast at a 'straunt on Darling Harbour.  Well, technically, we started the day off with hot chocolate and then breakfast, but you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RhqRneK4RTI/AAAAAAAAAzk/50pB_dm8Zpg/s1600-h/IMAGE_102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RhqRneK4RTI/AAAAAAAAAzk/50pB_dm8Zpg/s400/IMAGE_102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051510039349052722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(NB: Camera phone pix - who'd have thought that would be a useful thing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then four+ hours at The Powerhouse kids museum. Very nice design section, experiments, playground, exhibits, transportation hall, etc, etc.  If you'd told me that the museum here was 10x better than in Brizzy I'd have said you'd be wrong.  I'd have been wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to follow once we get home and I have some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we hit the Opera House for a tour, the Australia Museum, and a few other odds and sods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4967490421668126664?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4967490421668126664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4967490421668126664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4967490421668126664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4967490421668126664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-brekky-good-day.html' title='Good Brekky, Good Day'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RhqRneK4RTI/AAAAAAAAAzk/50pB_dm8Zpg/s72-c/IMAGE_102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1905903153703046392</id><published>2007-04-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:01:48.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>Last night at the 'straunt we were eating yet another bowl of most excellent chips to fill in the cracks after several hundred dollars of food when our very very nice waiter asked if we wanted 'catsup or tartar sauce' and Charlie piped up: "We're Americans!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got several containers of ketchup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1905903153703046392?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1905903153703046392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1905903153703046392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1905903153703046392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1905903153703046392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/charlie-quote-of-day.html' title='Charlie Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3168970321741069160</id><published>2007-04-07T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:54:39.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney - Day 1 in (brief) Review</title><content type='html'>We went to brekky at Mickey-D's, which made the kids very happy (hotcakes, thick toast, eggamuffins, etc) and then took at look at the various discount ticket packages at the tourist office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that trying to do three things/day was just silly, so trekked onto the Aquarium.  We got a combo ticket to get into the Aquarium, Tower, and Oz Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to the aquarium early - we did and on the way out noticed a line down the front of the building - in the rain!  We had a good time seeing huge sharks, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tower was great - hugely above the skyline of the city.  And Amanda picked a time when there were no clouds obscuring the view!  (Rain and cool weather is a nice change from Brisbane!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oz Trek is an IMax-esque tour of Australia with hydraulic moving seats.  Very neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was a low key Chinese place  - actually got the kids to taste the second course of the crispy Peking Duck!  Not that they knew what it was first. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3168970321741069160?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3168970321741069160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3168970321741069160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3168970321741069160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3168970321741069160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/sydney-day-1-in-brief-review.html' title='Sydney - Day 1 in (brief) Review'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2090773169360137736</id><published>2007-04-07T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:49:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney - Arrival  in (brief) Review</title><content type='html'>We enjoyed the VirginBlue flight - buying your snacks isn't so bad if the service is cheerful and the choices good.  I'd given the kids some "folding money" and they, of course, required more.  Like little garbage disposals, they are!  But we did enjoy drinks, pringles, cookies, lolly bags, and something else I'm forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an easy Taxi ride into town, found the hotel easily, checkin was easy.  We wandered down to Darling Harbor for dinner - Spag-Bols for the kids, seafood risotto for daddy-o, and mom had Calamari.  Yummy.  Ice-cream for dessert, then 10 hours sleep for the parents - in bed by 8:30pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great playground on the way too, so the kids were happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2090773169360137736?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2090773169360137736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2090773169360137736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2090773169360137736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2090773169360137736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/sydney-arrival-in-brief-review.html' title='Sydney - Arrival  in (brief) Review'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2718546000078686100</id><published>2007-04-06T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T02:51:54.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sydney for a Few Days...</title><content type='html'>Pictures later, but so far the trip has been fine.  We took a MaxiTaxi to the Brizzy domestic terminal and got there at 2;25 for our 4:00 flight.  Then the VirginBlue guys put us on the 3:00 flight - but our luggage made it ok and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pacific International is very nice - but the room was feeling small, so tomorrow we move to a two bedroom suite (+$30AUD/Day).    The hotel is a half klick from Darling Harbour, so a perfect location.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2718546000078686100?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2718546000078686100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2718546000078686100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2718546000078686100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2718546000078686100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-sydney-for-few-days.html' title='In Sydney for a Few Days...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7135190870294773777</id><published>2007-04-02T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T02:45:18.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The local dominant carrier, QANTAS (not QUANTAS, but QANTAS - Queensland and Northern Territories Aeronautical Service) has a great reputation, but my experience has been pretty variable witih the - herin lies a tale of how the business class experience was substandard in a lot of ways over the 8 hours on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight attendants were very helpful. Not particularly attractive (even the men - the purser had this strange mini-me look uniform going on) which is curious since Oz is full of very very attractive people. (And this difference will be more pronounced as my next leg is on Singapore Air!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was slightly better than I recall, but still AA cira-90's quality. Once again I punted and had the pannini, which took a long time to come, but they warned me and were very solicitious during my wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good beer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The bad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My-oh-my, the seats were terrible. Not cushiony but slick and hard hard in style reminiscent of a Gran Torino.   My seat even had a kind of cushion seam and bar under my rear (and I got plenty of padding, you may well imagine. Or not.) and they recline to about 11 degrees. So if you combine hard, smooth, and non-flat, you feel like you're sliding off. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer selection = poor. For a country with a dozen or so world class beers and just as many very good beers these guys picked: Tooheys, Fosters, and Victroria Bitters (VB). VB is ok, it's the Miller Genuine Draft (MGD) of Australia. Tooheys is not to my taste, but is fairly popular. Think one of those 'boutique' beers from Budweiser. And you can't even really buy Fosters in Australia. In fact, if you want to embarrass someone from Down Under, mention that beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First class lounge at the airport. Sadly lacking in good qualitydrinks and the snacky things were pretty thin on the ground. Again, like the UK, Australia has great chips - my current favorite is Bacon and Sour Cream, or Sweet Chili, and the wife is over the moon for Thai Ginger and Lime. And they put nothing out. The beer selection mirrored the aircraft's with the exception of Hahn's, which I pretty much like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AVOD (Audio Visual On Demand) system was pretty good, with lots of movies and TV. I'd have given it a "good" if they'd had any first run-ish movies on it. But Oz is always 6-9 months behind, so perhaps I should have given them a pass on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airbus. I'm a Boeing fan. I just trust the guys from Seattle more than a bunch of French-gineers that brought us Renault. Sorry, sue me. Plus Airbus's rattle on descent, which is disconcerting. Especially in a seat where you can slide around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can they get away with this? Because they have a virtual gate and thought monopoly in Oz. I got no beef with the marketing (thought) monopoly, but this gate thing has got to go - free skys says I. Like taxi medallions, there may be no good solution to getting to infinite Wal-Mart style competition, but let's let supply float as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7135190870294773777?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7135190870294773777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7135190870294773777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7135190870294773777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7135190870294773777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/local-dominant-carrier-qantas-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4434684471950549285</id><published>2007-04-02T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:07:51.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Posting</title><content type='html'>On a business trip (first in five months!) and had good intentions to post pictures of Singapore, Bangalore, and Chennai, but SQ lost my luggage and I am now reduced to wearing tatters and, because I stupidly put my laptop power supply in my checked bag, can't really use my laptop except in an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4434684471950549285?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4434684471950549285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4434684471950549285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4434684471950549285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4434684471950549285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/04/light-posting.html' title='Light Posting'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3585756870121757383</id><published>2007-03-27T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:30:09.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Walk Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglGD-_Z2xI/AAAAAAAAAzc/IoH-n7FtjTk/s1600-h/IMAGE_094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglGD-_Z2xI/AAAAAAAAAzc/IoH-n7FtjTk/s400/IMAGE_094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046641891707837202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are usually (pretty) cheerful about the walk to school, though the 9am starting time means that it can be pretty hot already when we go.  And by hot I mean that I'm sweating pretty profusely after 1.3k.  We walk the shady side of the street (right hand side) but it's only 20% shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home can be harder - they're tired, it's even hotter.  And even though the shady side (right hand side) is shadier, it's still only 30% at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, luckily, there are bus stops you can sit at.   And since you have to "flag" the bus here, it's not like in the US where you'd stop the bus!  (This is an old pix from when C had the collar bone thing.  He's healed now, but it looks like he's absorbing a golf ball on his collar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the kids is some very rare graffiti - it shows up and and is usually quickly painted over.  The only stuff I've seen "stick" so far is political stuff ("pimp the system", "free hicks", "no cover up") that stays  on side walls.  Street from stuff seems to get dealt with pretty quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3585756870121757383?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3585756870121757383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3585756870121757383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3585756870121757383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3585756870121757383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-walk-sometimes.html' title='Long Walk Sometimes'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglGD-_Z2xI/AAAAAAAAAzc/IoH-n7FtjTk/s72-c/IMAGE_094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5955442772015607361</id><published>2007-03-27T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:25:22.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts....</title><content type='html'>Took the boys to get haircuts at Phillips Hairdressing on Vulture.  He's only been there since 1960 so we're taking a chance on a relatively new barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a great guy - I've gotten two hair cuts from him, Babaw had one.  And the price is fine ($17 AUD) since I've gotten used to double-digit haircut costs (1993 event).  One barber, two chairs, spotlessly clean - just what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglFO-_Z2wI/AAAAAAAAAzU/o0Zg6ae1ltc/s1600-h/IMAGE_098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglFO-_Z2wI/AAAAAAAAAzU/o0Zg6ae1ltc/s400/IMAGE_098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046640981174770434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there a woman came in to get her head shaved (#3 guard) "for the cure."  Turns out that every year in Oz women raise money from friends/colleagues for a breast cancer cure by having a hair cut challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret declined a shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good as Amanda didn't have to kill me when I got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5955442772015607361?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5955442772015607361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5955442772015607361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5955442772015607361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5955442772015607361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RglFO-_Z2wI/AAAAAAAAAzU/o0Zg6ae1ltc/s72-c/IMAGE_098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7719778277490512746</id><published>2007-03-26T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:14:08.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sione's Wedding</title><content type='html'>In the vein of movie posts, I've mentioned in the past that we've joined QuickFlix (NetFlix in Oz) and signed up for a bunch of Aussie movies so that we get some good cultural immersion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Aussies tend to watch US movies, but let's ignore that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0464184/"&gt;Sione's Wedding&lt;/a&gt; in the mail (funny thing: they deliver mail to your box, but you have to drop outgoing mail into a post box) and started watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at each other and said: This isn't an Australian film. It wasn't - made in New Zealand.  Something just *different* about the production values, sound, etc.  Almost all Aussie films have involvement of a film development board - there tends to be a sameness about them, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, four thumbs up from us.  Not a kid flick, but darn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7719778277490512746?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7719778277490512746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7719778277490512746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7719778277490512746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7719778277490512746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/siones-wedding.html' title='Sione&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-383500381470586599</id><published>2007-03-26T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:05:36.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan's in the Movies</title><content type='html'>We went to watch &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0344854/"&gt;Arther and the Invisibles&lt;/a&gt; at the Imax theater (alas not on the 99ft screen) in Southbank this weekend.  It was a good movie, and we all enjoyed the non-rip off prices and aircon theater (how old fashioned on both counts!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rgf9CO_Z2vI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xis68aFnaQA/s1600-h/jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rgf9CO_Z2vI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xis68aFnaQA/s400/jordan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046280122317527794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the movie started John and I turned to each other and said: Jordan!  Actually, it's some cat named &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/gallery/granitz/3316/Events/3316/FreddieHig_Cohen_5417869_400.jpg.html?path=pgallery&amp;path_key=Highmore,%20Freddie"&gt;Freddie Highmore &lt;/a&gt;who has been in a bunch of things, some of which we'd already seen.  But in this movie he looked and had a lot of the (physical) mannerisms of Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-383500381470586599?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/383500381470586599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=383500381470586599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/383500381470586599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/383500381470586599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/jordans-in-movies.html' title='Jordan&apos;s in the Movies'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rgf9CO_Z2vI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xis68aFnaQA/s72-c/jordan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1275201980258975117</id><published>2007-03-26T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:55:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Hours</title><content type='html'>I have had a number of people ask me how work is going at Big Company now that I'm a zillion time zones away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it may not surprise you that the world keeps turning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working PST hours in order to keep up with my regularly scheduled meetings:&lt;br /&gt;T: midnight to 9am&lt;br /&gt;W: 1am - 10am&lt;br /&gt;T: 2am - 11am&lt;br /&gt;F: 1am - 10am&lt;br /&gt;S: 1am - 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that I work Tu-Sa - that' s the stinking dateline thing.  Also, Queensland is the only state in Oz that doesn't do DST, so my life is an hour less wonderful than it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to take a 1.5 to 2 hour nap daily, but if events prevail and I can't hit the sack before 11am, then I have to skip it so that I can make my 7pm bedtime.  Like a farmer, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1275201980258975117?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1275201980258975117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1275201980258975117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1275201980258975117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1275201980258975117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-hours.html' title='Work Hours'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7107160171272222883</id><published>2007-03-22T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:03:10.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned In China</title><content type='html'>I've never been so proud - my little family has attracted the attention of the last serious Communist dictatorship in the world - we are (ominous music) &lt;a href="http://www.greatfirewallofchina.org/test/"&gt;Banned In Chin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatfirewallofchina.org/test/"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RgK2f-_Z2uI/AAAAAAAAAzE/4MNByeNWUI4/s1600-h/china.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RgK2f-_Z2uI/AAAAAAAAAzE/4MNByeNWUI4/s400/china.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795193209510626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, yes, I know, it's blogger, but it's still funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7107160171272222883?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7107160171272222883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7107160171272222883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7107160171272222883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7107160171272222883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/banned-in-china.html' title='Banned In China'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RgK2f-_Z2uI/AAAAAAAAAzE/4MNByeNWUI4/s72-c/china.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1850040852385036105</id><published>2007-03-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:57:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emu's are Big</title><content type='html'>And they make weird hollow echoy clacking noises with a sound gland.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6k0M80XDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/meCppra6E4E/s1600-h/emu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6k0M80XDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/meCppra6E4E/s400/emu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043649849438002226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big like my size big.  Gotta imagine that Fred Flintstone drumstick thing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1850040852385036105?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1850040852385036105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1850040852385036105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1850040852385036105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1850040852385036105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/emus-are-big.html' title='Emu&apos;s are Big'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6k0M80XDI/AAAAAAAAAy8/meCppra6E4E/s72-c/emu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8110463185611642021</id><published>2007-03-19T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:51:28.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs and Lizards</title><content type='html'>The Lone Pine guys had all the expected animals like baby ducks, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had lizards as long as Charlie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6g9s80W-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/rGL22GWnxo4/s1600-h/DSC01005+-+not+added.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6g9s80W-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/rGL22GWnxo4/s400/DSC01005+-+not+added.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043645614600248290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the kids loved the pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6hlc80W_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/pRQ6P_JQ10Q/s1600-h/big+pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6hlc80W_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/pRQ6P_JQ10Q/s400/big+pig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043646297500048370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids also got to feed some baby farm animals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6iBc80XAI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Jbzd3HdtjJI/s1600-h/feed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6iBc80XAI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Jbzd3HdtjJI/s400/feed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043646778536385538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure this is M explaining to Charlie that sheep eat just like humans and not through their noses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6iZ880XBI/AAAAAAAAAys/8RiDYbmZAvs/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6iZ880XBI/AAAAAAAAAys/8RiDYbmZAvs/s400/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043647199443180562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda, allergic to wearing wool, made the mistake of touching the soft, lovely, and lanolin filthy beasts. The itching on her hand is almost gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had bats big as a cat (in a cage, luckily, no matter what Amanda says), and they had a great show of sheep dogs herding, obviously, sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangaroos, always popular.  Here John spends ten minutes getting close, step by step, to a very interesting and small kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6jV880XCI/AAAAAAAAAy0/FgmkFeHxdQQ/s1600-h/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6jV880XCI/AAAAAAAAAy0/FgmkFeHxdQQ/s400/j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043648230235331618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the caff had good hot chips and American hot dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8110463185611642021?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8110463185611642021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8110463185611642021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8110463185611642021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8110463185611642021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/pigs-and-lizards.html' title='Pigs and Lizards'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6g9s80W-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/rGL22GWnxo4/s72-c/DSC01005+-+not+added.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7754649574258234698</id><published>2007-03-19T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:32:22.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Birds....</title><content type='html'>We went to the Lone Pine Koala Zoo (or the Koala Farm, as I call it) and had a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights was the lorikeet feeding.  All I can say is, if you visit us here in Brisbane, insist on this place (we drove, a river shuttle is available) and bring your camera and don't miss the lorikeets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6ecM80W3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/lfy2CA-JyjU/s1600-h/keets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6ecM80W3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/lfy2CA-JyjU/s400/keets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043642840051374962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing they're standing on is a feeding tray - oats and water, basically.  Take a look at the kids feeding these lovely guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6eqs80W4I/AAAAAAAAAxk/wEmRXa3Da8w/s1600-h/CE+Feeding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6eqs80W4I/AAAAAAAAAxk/wEmRXa3Da8w/s400/CE+Feeding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043643089159478146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6e2s80W6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8Ev7MXgWYxo/s1600-h/ME+feeding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6e2s80W6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/8Ev7MXgWYxo/s400/ME+feeding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043643295317908386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6exc80W5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/u0XvB1Dptl0/s1600-h/JE+feeding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6exc80W5I/AAAAAAAAAxs/u0XvB1Dptl0/s400/JE+feeding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043643205123595154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures in living glory, &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762393897548&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=oSrodEYN2MEt_BRIjq_5BA--&amp;amp;ts=1174173702&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7754649574258234698?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7754649574258234698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7754649574258234698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7754649574258234698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7754649574258234698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/de-birds.html' title='De Birds....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6ecM80W3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/lfy2CA-JyjU/s72-c/keets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3159371405631459477</id><published>2007-03-19T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T04:13:04.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Bats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rf5uKC5KpMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sRqFr-ZlSAk/s1600-h/blackff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043589751555925186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rf5uKC5KpMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sRqFr-ZlSAk/s320/blackff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It occurred to me the other evening, as I walked back towards the Botanic Gardens from downtown, that I would dearly miss the bats here. The Botanic Gardens are full of fruit bats. Every evening at dusk they take flight in droves. They launch themselves high into the sky over the southern part of City and fly over the river towards West End. (I am guessing there are a lot of fruit trees in that direction. There certainly are in our neighbors yards.) It's wondrous sight - very Batman. Riding home on the City Cat one evening, I actually counted 60 bats in the twilight sky over the Brisbane River. What a sight!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's funny really. You would think (and Cliff has suggested this) that I might be much more frightened by some of my Brisbane bat experiences. Several times now, I have been startled by the unexpected take off of a bat leaving a tree branch directly above my head. One bat very narrowly missed collision by about 2 inches! But I didn't mind at all. In fact, I thought it was all pretty cool. I expect my kids hold a different view. These bats are huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Follow the link for more information on Brisbane's "&lt;a href="http://www.wildlife.org.au/wildlife.php?page=w-flyingfox.html"&gt;flying foxes&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3159371405631459477?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3159371405631459477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3159371405631459477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3159371405631459477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3159371405631459477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/beautiful-bats.html' title='Beautiful Bats'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/Rf5uKC5KpMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sRqFr-ZlSAk/s72-c/blackff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3235904994110759272</id><published>2007-03-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:36:53.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pide and Iskander!</title><content type='html'>We went to a very very well regarded Turkish place on South Bank last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6fd880W7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/118hkqHY8Jw/s1600-h/ahmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6fd880W7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/118hkqHY8Jw/s400/ahmet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043643969627773874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Ahmet's is the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lengthy waiting list happening, which simply doesn't work when you have three hungry kids in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I explained that I'd lived in Turkey and my wife had lived in Turkey and we wanted our kids to try real Turkish food for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table 13, at your service.  Love it.  All our waiters were Turks, which is always a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, Osmanli Pide.  Fantastic bread and cheese.  Had to fight the kids to get my "daddy pieces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6fqM80W8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/T_v6BtbQrME/s1600-h/IMAGE_104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6fqM80W8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/T_v6BtbQrME/s400/IMAGE_104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043644180081171394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have gotten a better pictures but the starving hordes descended onto it before I could get my camera out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to drop the picture taking to secure my piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up came the Iskander Kebab.  Fresh Turkish bread, yoghurt,  oil,  doner,  and spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6f5M80W9I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ppn7X-8rWTw/s1600-h/IMAGE_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6f5M80W9I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ppn7X-8rWTw/s400/IMAGE_106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043644437779209170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ab Fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John liked his "Kid-Skandar" - he chickened out and, er, got the chicken.  I helped a bit with cleaning the plate. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no, he did not eat the tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooski had the kid portion of Chicken Kebabs - they were great as well.  Fresh and well cooked chicken, fluffy rice with a great flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good sized portion, which is good since I had lunch out of it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this picture sums up how all the kids felt about the dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfmE6c80W1I/AAAAAAAAAxM/FLS2HpZQi3U/s1600-h/IMAGE_105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfmE6c80W1I/AAAAAAAAAxM/FLS2HpZQi3U/s400/IMAGE_105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042207397556542290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the final important thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfmIfM80W2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/tSC6nE7PO2M/s1600-h/efes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfmIfM80W2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/tSC6nE7PO2M/s400/efes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042211327451618146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3235904994110759272?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3235904994110759272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3235904994110759272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3235904994110759272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3235904994110759272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/pide-and-iskander.html' title='Pide and Iskander!'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rf6fd880W7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/118hkqHY8Jw/s72-c/ahmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4801916651675839254</id><published>2007-03-15T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:10:10.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phellinus Noxius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl9Fs80WsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/myjJkGTztwE/s1600-h/IMAGE_117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl9Fs80WsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/myjJkGTztwE/s400/IMAGE_117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042198794737048258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl9uM80WtI/AAAAAAAAAv0/k8RFOUtg8jY/s1600-h/IMAGE_116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl9uM80WtI/AAAAAAAAAv0/k8RFOUtg8jY/s400/IMAGE_116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042199490521750226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some strange tree fungus that is attacking some of the figs around the West End Market space.  (During hippie free portion of the week it's the Brisbane City High School rowing club!)  These trees are as a big as a house.  Very sad.  We're seeing marks all over the city on branches and roots that are marking what is going to be cut out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the pictures to read the notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4801916651675839254?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4801916651675839254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4801916651675839254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4801916651675839254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4801916651675839254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/phellinus-noxius.html' title='Phellinus Noxius'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl9Fs80WsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/myjJkGTztwE/s72-c/IMAGE_117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1971694197248101079</id><published>2007-03-15T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:03:51.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl8Uc80WrI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nWJNb0GHmZU/s1600-h/IMAGE_118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl8Uc80WrI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nWJNb0GHmZU/s400/IMAGE_118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042197948628490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Simpsons clouds over the Botanical Gardens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1971694197248101079?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1971694197248101079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1971694197248101079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1971694197248101079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1971694197248101079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/which-tv-show.html' title='Which TV Show'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl8Uc80WrI/AAAAAAAAAvk/nWJNb0GHmZU/s72-c/IMAGE_118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3595236192176544021</id><published>2007-03-15T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:01:24.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloria Jean's Beans</title><content type='html'>Nope, nothing to do with my favorite Filipino, it's an American coffee brand here in Oz.  I was starving to death day before yesterday so went in with one of my guests so she could get coffee (ick) and I could nosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl7zM80WqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/bbvwmuHyNGY/s1600-h/IMAGE_113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl7zM80WqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/bbvwmuHyNGY/s400/IMAGE_113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042197377397840546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I give the bacon, avocado, and chicken filo roll a B.  Good fresh ingredients, decent price ($5), and free cold water.  If the girl serving me hadn't had a silver stud off center through the top of her lip it would have gotten a better rating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3595236192176544021?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3595236192176544021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3595236192176544021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3595236192176544021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3595236192176544021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/gloria-jeans-beans.html' title='Gloria Jean&apos;s Beans'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl7zM80WqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/bbvwmuHyNGY/s72-c/IMAGE_113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2005750672132087988</id><published>2007-03-15T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:55:07.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oporto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl6Hs80WpI/AAAAAAAAAvU/DB1WG_fsg5M/s1600-h/IMAGE_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl6Hs80WpI/AAAAAAAAAvU/DB1WG_fsg5M/s400/IMAGE_111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042195530561903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Nando's $14 chicken burger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was malling it around the Queen St. mall with our guests and dropped down into the (heavily aircon) food court at David Jones.  So I had to eat at Oporto and get some pix for comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the Oporto chicken sandwich is less dramatic, but it's an equivalent amount of food, and it was around 6 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea why I'd ever Nando again. O.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2005750672132087988?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2005750672132087988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2005750672132087988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2005750672132087988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2005750672132087988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/oporto.html' title='Oporto'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl6Hs80WpI/AAAAAAAAAvU/DB1WG_fsg5M/s72-c/IMAGE_111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2738798817856655063</id><published>2007-03-15T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:51:40.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl4zc80WnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/N3WwjIttGDA/s1600-h/IMAGE_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl4zc80WnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/N3WwjIttGDA/s400/IMAGE_115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042194083157924466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently once a quarter or so the Brizzy trash guys will pick up just about anything you put out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fair city now looks like post-Katrina New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, these Queenslander houses have great junk basements.  They're basically 1,200 ft2 houses on stilts (aircon, as they saw, is a breeze) and people just stuff all their excess stuff underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the normal, to-be-expected stuff, but what's been really depressing is that I've seen several of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl5NM80WoI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qiscgcb5bWs/s1600-h/IMAGE_114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl5NM80WoI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qiscgcb5bWs/s400/IMAGE_114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042194525539555970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my currently owned stereo components out on the heap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really excellent pile is from a small (6) apartment building.  It's not a Queenslander design, so I'm still trying to figure out where it all was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also seen a lot of students "shopping" for furniture in the piles. So they've been getting smaller as the week wears on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2738798817856655063?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2738798817856655063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2738798817856655063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2738798817856655063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2738798817856655063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/rubbish-blogging.html' title='Rubbish Blogging'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rfl4zc80WnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/N3WwjIttGDA/s72-c/IMAGE_115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-877607304437942828</id><published>2007-03-15T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:46:22.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo Light Blogging....</title><content type='html'>Well, sorry, more days without a post.  I have been faithfully snapping pix for you, though, and will get some stuff out during the next day or so....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-877607304437942828?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/877607304437942828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=877607304437942828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/877607304437942828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/877607304437942828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/mo-light-blogging.html' title='Mo Light Blogging....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7835909633414470305</id><published>2007-03-09T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T12:05:55.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Letters...</title><content type='html'>Love the phrasing in this letter - click image to read more easily.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfG9-_2Ol5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/KeSEljyZKf4/s1600-h/color_j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfG9-_2Ol5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/KeSEljyZKf4/s400/color_j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040018347992717202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7835909633414470305?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7835909633414470305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7835909633414470305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7835909633414470305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7835909633414470305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/civil-letters.html' title='Civil Letters...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfG9-_2Ol5I/AAAAAAAAAu4/KeSEljyZKf4/s72-c/color_j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7470620613857198280</id><published>2007-03-09T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:35:32.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Car Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGo6f2Ol4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3drsTLQotug/s1600-h/IMAGE_104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGo6f2Ol4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3drsTLQotug/s400/IMAGE_104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039995180939122562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just down the street from us.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7470620613857198280?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7470620613857198280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7470620613857198280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7470620613857198280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7470620613857198280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-car-blogging.html' title='More Car Blogging'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGo6f2Ol4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3drsTLQotug/s72-c/IMAGE_104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8498717410758700882</id><published>2007-03-09T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:06:35.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blogging 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGhTP2Ol3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/yYPkgFEuF2Q/s1600-h/IMAGE_102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGhTP2Ol3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/yYPkgFEuF2Q/s400/IMAGE_102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039986810047862642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport food, even in Oz, is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Robin "breakfast sandwich."  Overcooked egg, tasteless "bacon", stale bun. The cheese was nice and cheesy and the drink was cold, and it was only $5.2o, which is cheap for an airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give 'em a C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, the trip to the airport was pretty easy.  Since the cab ride to the airport is the Universal Average Airport Cab Fare Price ($50) I decided to take the public transport.  I took the 199 bus to the Cultural Center busway ($2.60) and then the train to the airport ($12) for a total of under $15.  And I think that my transit time wasn't that much less than a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since, as usual, I got there waaay early (finished my paper easily) the transit thing was irrelevant.    Oh, and since 6 jumbo jets landed at once, our guests were almost an hour getting through customs, immigration, and luggage collection anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cab line was hideous - 50+ people in line, two cabs in sight. So we took the train back to the central depot (next time I pre-buy the tix) and caught a cab to the hotel ($10).  Easy peasy.  Not cheaper than a cab when you have three people, but much much faster than the line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8498717410758700882?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8498717410758700882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8498717410758700882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8498717410758700882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8498717410758700882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-blogging-3.html' title='Food Blogging 3'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGhTP2Ol3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/yYPkgFEuF2Q/s72-c/IMAGE_102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5875912780123334279</id><published>2007-03-09T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:00:39.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blogging 2</title><content type='html'>I finally took the plunge and went to Nandos - it's a small QLD chain serving a lot of chicken dishes in an Australian interpretation of Tex-Mex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the "supremo" burger (chicken only) with no tomato. She asked me if I wanted onion, and I was all like, sure, yeah, love onion.  $0.80 extra.  Ditto Avocado.  The burger comes: I asked for no tomato, but it had tomato.   I paid for avocado, it had no avocado.  (I know I'm sounding like the guy from Office Space here, bear with me.)    The bread was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGgqP2Ol2I/AAAAAAAAAug/xnYvItMEpx8/s1600-h/IMAGE_135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGgqP2Ol2I/AAAAAAAAAug/xnYvItMEpx8/s400/IMAGE_135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039986105673226082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chips (french fries to you) were just ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drink was nice and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$14.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it a D.  Not that the food wasn't good, but I can get the same quality meat, not quite as good a bun, for $7 at Oporto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the lowest food grade yet in Oz.  I've discovered Applebees in Australia. Yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5875912780123334279?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5875912780123334279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5875912780123334279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5875912780123334279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5875912780123334279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-blogging-2.html' title='Food Blogging 2'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGgqP2Ol2I/AAAAAAAAAug/xnYvItMEpx8/s72-c/IMAGE_135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-9072861437215941381</id><published>2007-03-09T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:51:48.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blogging 1</title><content type='html'>Mmmmm, Lamb Korma, Garlic Dhal, yellow rice, water - $7 bucks of burpin Indian goodness.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGec_2Ol1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/82uCl8jhiuk/s1600-h/IMAGE_126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGec_2Ol1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/82uCl8jhiuk/s400/IMAGE_126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039983679016703826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, that airplane disaster has been front page news here.  They are crediting two RAAF officers with organizing the evacuation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-9072861437215941381?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/9072861437215941381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=9072861437215941381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/9072861437215941381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/9072861437215941381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-blogging-1.html' title='Food Blogging 1'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGec_2Ol1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/82uCl8jhiuk/s72-c/IMAGE_126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-7718193278817164743</id><published>2007-03-09T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:49:12.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Blogging...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the light blogging - we have some visitors and it's smacked my schedule around a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have some good stuff from the last week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the streets we cut down, in our hood of $500K "original" and $1M "restored" Queenslanders has an interesting car parked in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdRP2OlyI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5N6VvmNWA-k/s1600-h/sit+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdRP2OlyI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5N6VvmNWA-k/s400/sit+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039982377641613090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That kind of thing always makes me laugh because I can just imagine the cop walking up on it to give a warning and deciding on a nice fat juicy ticket instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we walk by the car and notice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdk_2OlzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZppK9138M84/s1600-h/IMAGE_132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdk_2OlzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZppK9138M84/s400/IMAGE_132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039982716944029490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I walk around the car, and sure enough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdvP2Ol0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lVjd34O4KNQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdvP2Ol0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lVjd34O4KNQ/s400/IMAGE_133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039982893037688642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ouch, that had to sting.  I looked inside and it looks like the drivers side airbag did not deploy, which seems quite a trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars are expensive here, too, never mind the insurance and gas.  Perhaps double-ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-7718193278817164743?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/7718193278817164743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=7718193278817164743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7718193278817164743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/7718193278817164743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/light-blogging.html' title='Light Blogging...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RfGdRP2OlyI/AAAAAAAAAuA/5N6VvmNWA-k/s72-c/sit+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1224949164364717441</id><published>2007-03-05T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T05:35:15.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainforest Hike</title><content type='html'>I spent an hour today writing the first version of this post. Then I lost the work I had done when IE unexpectedly quit on me. Don't you hate that?! Consequently, I spent the following hour trying to fix the problem. IE has been giving me all sorts of trouble lately. Darn computers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038422201172345554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RewSTBlRwtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WSXCbA5lPcg/s320/Rainforest+Springbrook.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, the story I wanted to share was about the very cool rainforest hike I enjoyed on Sunday. Thanks to my darling husband for the kitchen pass, I was able to join two work colleagues - Per Davidsson and Tomas Karlsson - on a 17 km hike in the Springbrook National Forest down near the Gold Coast of Queensland. As you can see from the photo, the views were stunning and I was feeling really happy. Nothing satisfies like a really good long hike in the woods - um, I mean bush. It's even more fun when the plants and animals are new and when you have someone around who knows a little something about the flora and fauna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038423034396001026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RewTDhlRwwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rZlBLLrmKiI/s320/artsy+fig.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some interesting surprises along the way. Per knows an awful lot about the fauna in the rainforest. We saw some really interesting palm trees that I decided are "dinosaur palms" because they look like the little plastic palm trees that come on children's dinosaur themed birthday cakes. Another exciting tree was the &lt;a href="http://people.hws.edu/fieldguide/show.asp?ID=112"&gt;Strangler Fig&lt;/a&gt; which you can see here in Per's very artsy photo. This fig plant roots high in the canopy of a host tree and sends runners down to root at the base. The fig then covers the host with vines and eventually engulfs the whole tree, basically strangling the life out of it. Nice, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038422390150906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RewSeBlRwuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JhkmPk1LCmw/s320/Rainforest+crayfish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we came across this little guy. Well, s/he wasn't so little actually. It was about the size of my hand and not so happy to see us on the trail - way up near the top of the mountain. Yup, you heard me. We ran into a blue crayfish at the top of a mountain in the Australian rainforest. We were certainly surprised - or least, Per was when he first saw it. He kind of shrieked in surprise and stopped frozen on the trail. To be fair, we had no idea that crayfish could (1) be so blue; and (2) live near the top of a mountain gorge. Very weird. I have since learned that this creature is called a &lt;a href="http://www.getinvolved.qld.gov.au/emblem/ss_crayfish.html"&gt;Lamington Spiney Crayfish&lt;/a&gt;, a.k.a. a Blue Mountain Crayfish. They apparently life near creeks and river beds in mountains in Queensland, but are known for wandering pretty far away from their river/creek bed homes. I'm just saying, you gotta be careful when you go off trail. There is no telling what lies beneath that leaf or behind that bush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038422553359663858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RewSnhlRwvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5I6SrBbT8JU/s320/Rainforest+koala.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The animal watching did not end after the hike. Just across the road from the trailhead, we saw a Rosella parrot - a beautiful red parrot. Down the road a bit, we stopped to look for another kind of bird and we saw a Rainbow Lorikeet - another stunning creature. As we drove back down towards the coast, we stopped to see this koala. The most adorable &lt;a href="http://www.animalconcerns.org/resource.html?itemid=200403092034500.836268&amp;amp;catid=5"&gt;endangered &lt;/a&gt;animal I have ever seen, no doubt! More alert than any of the zoo koalas, so I think it was probably a little freaked out by the crowd on admirers only 12-15 feet below its position on the tree. A thrilling sight for us though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more photos, click &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/amanda.elam/album/576460762392193469"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1224949164364717441?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1224949164364717441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1224949164364717441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1224949164364717441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1224949164364717441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/03/rainforest-hike.html' title='Rainforest Hike'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12350341676340299579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JZAhPJe3NL0/RewSTBlRwtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WSXCbA5lPcg/s72-c/Rainforest+Springbrook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-1195911177581685864</id><published>2007-02-28T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:02:52.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird updates</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was reading on the porch and M came out to "do my homework out here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality she was there to steal my chips, but you can forgive that in a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a horrible noise and Little Ms. Sharp Eyes spotted the parrot in the tree.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXeT1GM4rI/AAAAAAAAAtc/dCFFLr4M440/s1600-h/bird+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXeT1GM4rI/AAAAAAAAAtc/dCFFLr4M440/s400/bird+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036676190535738034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was a shot at "normal human eyeball" zoom.  I put the red box around the dang bird - it took me a few minutes to find it. And M was pointing, I could hear it, and it was moving around.  Good camo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another look at it - very high zoom level with the big camera lens.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXeqVGM4sI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ifyJNuUbp1U/s1600-h/bird+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXeqVGM4sI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ifyJNuUbp1U/s400/bird+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036676577082794690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is a bit washed out, but when he came into the sun it just turned out that way. I'm sure I could spend a zillion hours photo-shopping it (originals &lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/album?c=cliff_elam&amp;aid=576460762391650140&amp;amp;pid=&amp;wtok=CZadIjUPngBS8Cz_B.oOaw--&amp;amp;ts=1172692475&amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), but wouldn't it be easier to go to a professional site?  And, yes, he was upside down working on the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the colors-as-seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXfXlGM4tI/AAAAAAAAAts/QWWt1X6glqI/s1600-h/bird+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXfXlGM4tI/AAAAAAAAAts/QWWt1X6glqI/s400/bird+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036677354471875282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are a buncha white cockatoos running around as well.  Talk about noisy and lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-1195911177581685864?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/1195911177581685864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=1195911177581685864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1195911177581685864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/1195911177581685864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/bird-updates.html' title='Bird updates'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXeT1GM4rI/AAAAAAAAAtc/dCFFLr4M440/s72-c/bird+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5404582117657573430</id><published>2007-02-28T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:39:44.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXaUFGM4qI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/bCfkvPDk2uY/s1600-h/IMAGE_081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXaUFGM4qI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/bCfkvPDk2uY/s400/IMAGE_081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036671796784194210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this Wheat-Bix stuff, which I vaguely remember from my childhood, at the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very comforting somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question is: break it before or after applying milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it taste like?  You know the special sawdust you get when you cut plywood?  Like that, but pleasant somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I was a termite in a former life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5404582117657573430?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5404582117657573430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5404582117657573430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5404582117657573430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5404582117657573430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/breakfast-blogging.html' title='Breakfast Blogging'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXaUFGM4qI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/bCfkvPDk2uY/s72-c/IMAGE_081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-193916573767456798</id><published>2007-02-28T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:37:46.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Golly, More Food Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXZwFGM4pI/AAAAAAAAAtE/49yRJJZ01s8/s1600-h/IMAGE_079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXZwFGM4pI/AAAAAAAAAtE/49yRJJZ01s8/s400/IMAGE_079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036671178308903570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the Indian Palace, had *more* lamb vindaloo with rice and garlic dhal this time.  Yummy.  Steam out the ears and a promise of "Indian sweat" when I go for a run today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, terrible Ben Elton book, avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hot day but we had a nice rain in the middle of the day.  Well, when I say middle, I mean the part where I go shopping and pick the kids up from school.  And when I say rain, I mean enough to carry the umbrella but not to open it because nobody else is, but enough rain to get you good and damp.  Lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-193916573767456798?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/193916573767456798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=193916573767456798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/193916573767456798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/193916573767456798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-golly-more-food-blogging.html' title='Good Golly, More Food Blogging'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReXZwFGM4pI/AAAAAAAAAtE/49yRJJZ01s8/s72-c/IMAGE_079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-174207983467043642</id><published>2007-02-27T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:50:22.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried to Take My Nap Today</title><content type='html'>I usually try to nap from 10-12 or 11-12;30 or something like that.  Today I was tossing and turning and having trouble sleeping when there was a horrid noise from behind the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by horrid I mean someone beating a drum set to death with a cat inside a bag of ringing cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to see what it was and it turns out there are four or five flipping parrots (or cockatoos, whatever) hanging out in the tree discussing the upcoming election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, but noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other minor factoids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; Ground beef is called mince.  Or vice-versa, depending on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; Wine is a *bit* cheaper here, but the tax on booze is HUGE so it's not much less than the US, which seems strange as it is 7,000 miles closer to ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt; There is a discount bridal shop on the corner of Vulture and Paris, which always makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt; One of the bustops on our line, 199, is Why Not Street.  Indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-174207983467043642?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/174207983467043642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=174207983467043642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/174207983467043642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/174207983467043642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/tried-to-take-my-nap-today.html' title='Tried to Take My Nap Today'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-22501792540818625</id><published>2007-02-27T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T10:10:49.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kebab Blogging...</title><content type='html'>I had to go downtown to pickup and mail a package and stopped, what a surprise, at a kebab place: Kebab A Licious.  Motto: "Now That's a Kebab!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta give it an A-: good meat, fresh lettuce and onion, nice mixture of sweet and spicy chili sauce, well toasted bread, and a good lack of grease in the end.  And totally snappy service from a guy who has made 10K kebabs and still has a smile on his face.  Kebab and a large Coke: $10.  They'd have gotten an A if there was a bit more meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I at at the "Harvey Norman" mall-let in the Queen St. Mall.  That's the one with fifteen more escalators than normal - if Escher was designing 80's shopping malls in Brisbane, this is what you would expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also needed a new set of headphones - my old ones were hurting my ears. I got &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Altec-Lansing-Ear-Cup-Headset-Microphone/dp/B0009X0C92/sr=8-1/qid=1172599281/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-2340321-6867167?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics"&gt;these &lt;/a&gt;Altec Lansings - don't like them very much.  The over-the-ear thing is comfy but too warm for Oz, and they really isolate the sound so you can't hear yourself talking. I know I talk loudly, but I suspect I yell when wearing these.  Like people need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, totally un-necessarily, got &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Logitech-V20-Notebook-Speakers/dp/B000NL9N6I/sr=1-29/qid=1172599651/ref=sr_1_29/104-2340321-6867167?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=electronics"&gt;these &lt;/a&gt;mini speaker from Logitech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headset in Oz - $60, price in the US: $30.  Speakers in Oz - $120, price in the US: $120.  Very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReRz2VGM4oI/AAAAAAAAAs4/3JShbmHrgjM/s1600-h/IMAGE_075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReRz2VGM4oI/AAAAAAAAAs4/3JShbmHrgjM/s400/IMAGE_075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036277660520342146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a little toy-shopping this weekend - luckily did not buy anything - but did find a GREAT toystore called Mr. Toys.  They had everything, including A/C!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-22501792540818625?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/22501792540818625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=22501792540818625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/22501792540818625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/22501792540818625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/kebab-blogging.html' title='Kebab Blogging...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReRz2VGM4oI/AAAAAAAAAs4/3JShbmHrgjM/s72-c/IMAGE_075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-8147709169297887424</id><published>2007-02-26T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:01:43.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Help It</title><content type='html'>If you follow UK politics, this is just funny as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1vwKZiDsY4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1vwKZiDsY4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to see the same for Oz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-8147709169297887424?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/8147709169297887424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=8147709169297887424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8147709169297887424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/8147709169297887424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/cant-help-it.html' title='Can&apos;t Help It'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3506108523995610890</id><published>2007-02-26T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T09:07:55.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>Because I was just not willing to cough up a big pile of bucks for ghetto workout facilities I had to look around and find something to do, exercise-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live next to a river with a path down the side, so running seemed a good idea.  Plus Amanda and I can (and, it turns out, do) run home after dropping the kids off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really need a goal (preferably something silly but achievable) for working out - so when Aunt Siri told me about a 10K run in April in Brisbane, I thought: that's the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before yesterday I broke 30 minutes running (also did 10 minutes later in the session, but that's not important, really) so I think I'm about half way there to complete the race without stopping for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is that I'm getting the normal lower back, thigh, knee aches - very light and controllable, and nothing that feels structural, if you know what I mean.  I got some ankle and calf stuff going on, but I haven't been stretching them, so I'll start that tomorrow (ok, today) before I run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's killing me is the tops of my feet hurt after running.  How strange is that really?  How do you stretch the tops of your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that the new (expensive to me) Nike socks seem to have solved the blister problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avanti!  (Not the Studebaker, the Roman "go" thing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3506108523995610890?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3506108523995610890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3506108523995610890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3506108523995610890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3506108523995610890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3037112306970460463</id><published>2007-02-25T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:46:02.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>Charlie: I can sleep all weekend without my sling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3037112306970460463?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3037112306970460463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3037112306970460463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3037112306970460463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3037112306970460463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-6567624773260100209</id><published>2007-02-25T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:12:09.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: Guns Of Muschu</title><content type='html'>A great read and highly recommended - except you can't buy it in the US.  Or at least it's not available via Amazon or BN.com, which is the same thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blurb from &lt;a href="http://www.gunsofmuschu.com"&gt;the website&lt;/a&gt; is highly accurate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;During the night of 11 April 1945, eight Australian Z Special commandos landed on Japanese-held Muschu Island, off the coast of New Guinea. Their mission was to reconnoiter the island's defenses and confirm the location of two concealed naval guns that commanded the approaches to Wewak Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;But the secret mission went horribly wrong. Unknown to them, their presence had been discovered within hours of their landing. With no means of escape, the island became a killing ground.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Nine days later, on the New Guinea mainland, the only survivor staggered back through the Japanese lines to safety.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  This is the remarkable but true story of the only survivor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I did not know is that Japanese American's, in US uniform, worked in Brisbane during the early days of WWII to interrogate captured Japanese prisoners.  Fascinating - I'd always thought that the relatively few Japanese Americans in uniform in WWII fought in the ETO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-6567624773260100209?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/6567624773260100209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=6567624773260100209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/6567624773260100209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/6567624773260100209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/book-review-guns-of-muschu.html' title='Book Review: Guns Of Muschu'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4667618653668814522</id><published>2007-02-25T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:07:07.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReI_oFGM4nI/AAAAAAAAAso/jNJH583-gn4/s1600-h/battle+for+australia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReI_oFGM4nI/AAAAAAAAAso/jNJH583-gn4/s400/battle+for+australia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035657291149140594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finished a very interesting book, "The Battle For Australia, Darwin, 1942-1943," by Captain WHJ (Bill) Phillips ED (RET'D).  ISBN: 0957803435.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by interesting, I mean primarily in the fact that it was published out of a Xerox shop in Coff's Harbour and is 19 pages stem-to-stern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to read up on the air battle for Darwin and the hardening of the west coast of Australia in preparation for a Japanese invasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started with the library and asked for holds on the more interesting titles.  (Factiod: when you put a hold on a book you have to pay $0.55 when you pick it up.  It takes 7-10 days for a book on the shelf somewhere else to make it to my teeny library.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was more a high level recounting of the situation in Darwin, with a good accounting of the unit numbers and their movement.  Not quite what I was looking for, frankly, but at 19 pages it doesn't take long to scoop out the bits you're looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4667618653668814522?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4667618653668814522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4667618653668814522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4667618653668814522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4667618653668814522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/books_25.html' title='Books....'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReI_oFGM4nI/AAAAAAAAAso/jNJH583-gn4/s72-c/battle+for+australia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-503155253465061196</id><published>2007-02-24T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:37:11.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Humor</title><content type='html'>In last Thursday's The Australian the following &lt;a href="http://blogs.theaustralian.news.com.au/letters/index.php/theaustralian/comments/not_in_my_backyard_thanks/"&gt;letter &lt;/a&gt;to the editor appeared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m an average Australian. I support recycling sewage as long as I don’t have to drink it. I support Aboriginal land rights as long as it’s not to my quarter acre in the suburbs. I want nuclear waste disposed of but I don’t want a waste dump in my state. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want extremists who support terrorism kicked out the country and people who’d do it to be locked up and the key thrown away. But David Hicks should be brought home. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want share prices to go up forever so my retirement will be comfortable – but I don’t want businesses to charge excessive prices or my boss to have the power to impose low wages and unfair working conditions. I want the price of my house to keep going up but I want my kids to be able to afford one. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m all in favour of multiculturalism as long as migrants assimilate. I’m all for immigration because it helps the economy but I don’t want our cities to be overcrowded. I want global warming fixed but I don’t want to have to turn off my airconditioner – and the coal industry and its huge revenues are too important to the economy to shut it down. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I want John Howard’s steady hand at the helm of the economy, but I want Labor’s social policies that make me feel good about my country. I want the US to come to Australia’s help if we’re threatened but I don’t want us to get involved in any more of the White House’s stupid wars. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; That’s not unreasonable, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gordon Drennan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Burton, SA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That is a pretty funny introduction to Aussie humor, IMHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-503155253465061196?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/503155253465061196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=503155253465061196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/503155253465061196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/503155253465061196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/classic-humor.html' title='Classic Humor'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4607682555491308070</id><published>2007-02-24T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:33:36.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pollies Should Talk in the US</title><content type='html'>From today's The Sunday Mail, in an article on croc's tendency to encroach on humans in the North.  Turns out that they put a ban on hunting croc's 32 years ago, and as they're on top of the food chain, of course their population has roared back. So much so that people near rivers well inland are terrified to swim in traditional 'river beach' locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gov't is dragging its feet on new regulations, which prompted one Independent Federal MP, Bob Katter, to state:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Action needs to be taken to cull them and push them out of settled areas.  Shoot the buggers.  The rules are being made by people in concrete pleasure domes in Brisbane and Canberra. The people who tell us we can't shoot them would die of fright if they saw one.&lt;/blockquote&gt;You tell 'em, Bob!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4607682555491308070?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4607682555491308070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4607682555491308070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4607682555491308070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4607682555491308070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/pollies-should-talk-in-us.html' title='The Pollies Should Talk in the US'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2048973683928314564</id><published>2007-02-24T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:29:32.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strine Humor</title><content type='html'>From last week's paper - you'll have to click to read the big image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headline reads: The upside of beet pulp is your dog won't fart as much.  The downside is you can no longer blame the dog.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDYPj3fXhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/nlGZN3224YI/s1600-h/dogfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDYPj3fXhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/nlGZN3224YI/s400/dogfood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035262145237835282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2048973683928314564?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2048973683928314564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2048973683928314564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2048973683928314564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2048973683928314564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/strine-humor.html' title='Strine Humor'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDYPj3fXhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/nlGZN3224YI/s72-c/dogfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-232255405895660312</id><published>2007-02-24T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:50:16.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Bad?</title><content type='html'>A friend commented that I'd had nothing *really* bad to say about Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am sure that if I understood their politics I would (they have liberals and greens here, but one is not necessarily the other - very confusing), but all I can really come up with is their retrograde cell phone policies and silly internet security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First cell phones: 24 month contracts, confusing language that makes US policies read like Hemingway, and *monthly* expiring prepaid credits. Yes, you read right,  you have to use your pre-paid credits or they expire in 30 days.  Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly: internet security.  Combining a British data privacy obsession with a German over engineering paranoia, you get this travesty to create login to your on-line banking account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDN_T3fXfI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SzRZjeQE7Lc/s1600-h/annoying+1+-+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 599px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDN_T3fXfI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SzRZjeQE7Lc/s400/annoying+1+-+edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035250870948683250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am pretty sure that NASA has lighter password restrictions. I know that the company I work for has much looser restrictions and they're considered pretty onerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, as they say, it gets worse.  You pick some silly password you can't remember so it's on a post-it note by your computer, and then to type it in you ... use your mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDOnz3fXgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tAOcPFjg2ag/s1600-h/annoying+2+-+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDOnz3fXgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tAOcPFjg2ag/s400/annoying+2+-+edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035251566733385218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, there you are typing with your MOUSE and you get to the mandatory number section ... and they have re-arranged the number pad.  And every time you type (or click) a number ... the pad reorganizes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually takes me three tries to login.  Astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, two very minor complaints - hoping that does not make me an ugly American.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-232255405895660312?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/232255405895660312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=232255405895660312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/232255405895660312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/232255405895660312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-bad.html' title='What Bad?'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDN_T3fXfI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SzRZjeQE7Lc/s72-c/annoying+1+-+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2167404692476722188</id><published>2007-02-24T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:39:35.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perilous Grocery Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDMiT3fXcI/AAAAAAAAArY/vFHUWyug9xM/s1600-h/IMAGE_079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDMiT3fXcI/AAAAAAAAArY/vFHUWyug9xM/s400/IMAGE_079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035249273220849090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perils of grocery shopping via shanks mare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come home a LOT more wet than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are not groceries involved I just go into a caff and have a hot choccie or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2167404692476722188?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2167404692476722188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2167404692476722188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2167404692476722188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2167404692476722188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/perilous-grocery-shopping.html' title='Perilous Grocery Shopping'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/ReDMiT3fXcI/AAAAAAAAArY/vFHUWyug9xM/s72-c/IMAGE_079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4829260560506765064</id><published>2007-02-22T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:50:11.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me an interesting question on a con call - How do you feed a family of five without a car to go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy, lots of little trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took the kids to school and came home with:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3i5z3fXaI/AAAAAAAAArA/skMX6e0IFXo/s1600-h/IMAGE_082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3i5z3fXaI/AAAAAAAAArA/skMX6e0IFXo/s400/IMAGE_082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034429441273453986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trick is to take no more than you can easily carry home.  That sounds obvious, but you have to balance buying heavy and light and crushable stuff.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3jmT3fXbI/AAAAAAAAArI/C-Yoeqr-LTk/s1600-h/IMAGE_090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3jmT3fXbI/AAAAAAAAArI/C-Yoeqr-LTk/s400/IMAGE_090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034430205777632690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So at Coles I got Arnott's cookies, maple syrup (You can take a girl out of Canada, you cannot take the tree blood off her pancakes), and doritos.  From the Lebanese grocer I got grapes, 4 beautiful Fiji apples, and 5 Braeford apples (never heard of them).  From the big bakery I got three seed rolls.  From the Vietnamese bakery I got two loaves of small sandwich bread (four days worth!).  And two library books and a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That load was well balanced and easy to carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can forget and buy too much. I almost bought milk, and we need more sparkling mineral water (for Ribena mix), etc, etc.  But that would be REALLY heavy, so today I'll go by Coles and get a 3L milk and a new box of Bubbles (Rice Krispies).  One bulky, one heavy, etc.  Then I'll hit the butcher and get some steaks, possibly the Bottle Shop for some red wine, the grocers for more broccoli.  Then I have two bags that I can balance and protect the breakables, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much easier when you have a car, but I'm not convinced you save any time.  I can walk to Coles in five minutes from school - is the HT on MLK any closer to DA than that with a car?  I shop three or four days a week, but only with other errands - I would never make a specific trip for groceries.  But I do that several times a month at home, at 15 minutes/trip minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been very interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4829260560506765064?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4829260560506765064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4829260560506765064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4829260560506765064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4829260560506765064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/shopping.html' title='Shopping...'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3i5z3fXaI/AAAAAAAAArA/skMX6e0IFXo/s72-c/IMAGE_082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2848350384215123303</id><published>2007-02-22T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:36:02.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Palace Lunch</title><content type='html'>Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3h-T3fXZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hzwuJjeWtEg/s1600-h/IMAGE_074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3h-T3fXZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hzwuJjeWtEg/s400/IMAGE_074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034428419071237522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lamb Vinadloo, garlic dhal, potato/beans, yellow rice - seven bucks.  Bottle of cold water - free.  (Yes, I am still stinging about that whole $3.40 diet coke thing.  Plus I am drinking a LOT more water and a LOT less diet coke these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been good food, I cleaned the plate and was still sweating Vindy hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hey, when have you *ever* gotten a chance to eat at a place called Indian Palace!  (Ok, this one was on Vulture St. which is cool, but you know what I mean.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2848350384215123303?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2848350384215123303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2848350384215123303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2848350384215123303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2848350384215123303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/indian-palace-lunch.html' title='Indian Palace Lunch'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3h-T3fXZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hzwuJjeWtEg/s72-c/IMAGE_074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5364956243955853620</id><published>2007-02-22T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:32:29.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Question</title><content type='html'>As I continue to explore the camera on my phone (yes, I have a bit more free time in Oz than Durrrham) I'm trying to optimize photo size for upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any preferences between these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300K Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gqz3fXYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7UQFK5R7UO0/s1600-h/IMAGE_091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gqz3fXYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7UQFK5R7UO0/s400/IMAGE_091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034426984552160642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200K Photo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gij3fXXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/PCndIsxNun4/s1600-h/IMAGE_090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gij3fXXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/PCndIsxNun4/s400/IMAGE_090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034426842818239858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On this one I think I can see very different color richness and a reduction in visible detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;60K Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gWT3fXWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/nsrWlZ2yPJU/s1600-h/IMAGE_089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gWT3fXWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/nsrWlZ2yPJU/s400/IMAGE_089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034426632364842338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't see much diffo between the 200K and the 60K version.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;20K Photo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gMz3fXVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YqmwOzH41XY/s1600-h/IMAGE_088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gMz3fXVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YqmwOzH41XY/s400/IMAGE_088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034426469156085074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is clearly both smaller, with less detail and weaker colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if I had to choose I'd probably go with the 60K picture for the web and the 300K picture if I thought I wanted to print it or use it otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this important?  Well, ghetto internet, of course, but also just the ease up upload.  To use a 7mp photo from the "real" camera I have to either save it as a lower resolution, or more likely, use SnagIt to clip the portion I really want at screen resolution.  The camera phone pictures can be used directly, which is a lot easier on me - so my millions of readers (ahem) get more photo's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5364956243955853620?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5364956243955853620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5364956243955853620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5364956243955853620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5364956243955853620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/picture-question.html' title='Picture Question'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/Rd3gqz3fXYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7UQFK5R7UO0/s72-c/IMAGE_091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-4745444475252551354</id><published>2007-02-21T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:12:55.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool things you see on the way home</title><content type='html'>Walking home day-before-yesterday we (Charlie, Margaret, John, me) watched a guy with a truck lift a giant container.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyYzT3fXTI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pd8RNqM7CiM/s1600-h/IMAGE_065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyYzT3fXTI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pd8RNqM7CiM/s400/IMAGE_065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034066490767138098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As he was lifting it up onto the truck it transition from state (on ground) to state (in air) to state (onto edge of truck) to state (on truck) with a LOUD crashing noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyZJT3fXUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kSHbRayCjLg/s1600-h/IMAGE_081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyZJT3fXUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kSHbRayCjLg/s400/IMAGE_081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034066868724260162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it was a buncha fun to watch, as you might imagine.  We talked to him afterwards to get some details on how it all worked and John mentioned the "breaking glass."  The guy said the container was empty and that was just the chains banging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was good for the shopkeeper but very disappointing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned that they have different trucks, including much larger ones, for picking up loaded and/or especially heavy containers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-4745444475252551354?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/4745444475252551354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=4745444475252551354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4745444475252551354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/4745444475252551354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/cool-things-you-see-on-way-home.html' title='Cool things you see on the way home'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyYzT3fXTI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pd8RNqM7CiM/s72-c/IMAGE_065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-2065103364652652347</id><published>2007-02-21T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:03:56.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Casey</title><content type='html'>Fifteen different kinds of Kit-Kats at the local Coles.  From traditional Big Kats to US-Style Kit-Kats to their new temptations line of mid-size specialty kats - my favorite being the roasted coconut caramel. Yummy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyXcz3fXSI/AAAAAAAAApg/VHtJpy-VJMo/s1600-h/kitkat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyXcz3fXSI/AAAAAAAAApg/VHtJpy-VJMo/s400/kitkat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034065004708453666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, another camera-phone picture.  I think I'm getting the hang of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-2065103364652652347?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/2065103364652652347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=2065103364652652347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2065103364652652347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/2065103364652652347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-casey.html' title='For Casey'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdyXcz3fXSI/AAAAAAAAApg/VHtJpy-VJMo/s72-c/kitkat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-5834882735975572765</id><published>2007-02-20T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:30:43.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling List</title><content type='html'>I was talking on the phone about schools here was asked about the spelling lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1     amateur   &lt;br /&gt;2     asylum   &lt;br /&gt;3     began   &lt;br /&gt;4     below   &lt;br /&gt;5     better   &lt;br /&gt;6     blood   &lt;br /&gt;7     board   &lt;br /&gt;8     book   &lt;br /&gt;9     both   &lt;br /&gt;10     bought   &lt;br /&gt;11     box   &lt;br /&gt;12     bread   &lt;br /&gt;13     co-operation   &lt;br /&gt;14     culture   &lt;br /&gt;15     detention   &lt;br /&gt;16     disabilities   &lt;br /&gt;17     discrimination   &lt;br /&gt;18     equally   &lt;br /&gt;19     indigenous   &lt;br /&gt;20     jeopardize   &lt;br /&gt;21     organization   &lt;br /&gt;22     precariously   &lt;br /&gt;23     protection   &lt;br /&gt;24     righteously   &lt;br /&gt;25     unconsciously    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes!  John got something like 10 out of twenty (five are bonus words) on the pre-test and so far has 17 out of 20 perfectly.  And it's only Wed!  We also do one or two bonus words to show effort. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-5834882735975572765?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/5834882735975572765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=5834882735975572765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5834882735975572765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/5834882735975572765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/spelling-list.html' title='Spelling List'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37480985.post-3862480540295739800</id><published>2007-02-20T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:25:49.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lunch Blogging</title><content type='html'>Day before yesterday I went to Happy Days Takeaway and didn't take away, but sat down for a bowl of "Special Beef Soup."  One of the "beefs present" was typical Chinese takeaway "steak" and the other was some sort of fatty pork sausage.  Good big bowl of noodles and hearty not-out-of-a-can broth.  Excellent value for $6.50.  I also got a diet Coke, which added $3.40 to the cost.  What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the Roundabout Cafe, which looks pretty scary sitting there on the corner next to the West End Shopping Center (where our Coles and butcher and one of the bakeries is) but every time I walk by my nose twitches and my stomach growls and I notice a big line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdtYRz3fXQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LyMt1rq5owM/s1600-h/IMAGE_061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdtYRz3fXQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LyMt1rq5owM/s400/IMAGE_061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033714071520632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I went in and ordered "Marks Special" - lamb, lettuce, tadziki, fresh heated Turkish bread.  $7 and quite a bargain it was.  Yummy, yummy, plus a nice breeze at the outdoor table.  Oh, yeah, the diet Coke was $3.40 this time.  But it hurt less with such an excellent sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Happy Days when you gotta have some soup, Roundabout whenever you want a tasty dish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before someone asks, the book with the big greasy no-CSI-needed-here thumb print on it is a recounting of a Z Forces (Oz special forces, WWII) operation on a PNG island during the latter days of WWII.  We'll have a book review later, but so far it is excellent.  One thing I can already tell you - books are darn expensive here.  That perfect bound trade book was $29.95 AUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS - Pretty good cameraphone picture!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37480985-3862480540295739800?l=elamaustralia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/feeds/3862480540295739800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37480985&amp;postID=3862480540295739800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3862480540295739800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37480985/posts/default/3862480540295739800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elamaustralia.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-lunch-blogging.html' title='More Lunch Blogging'/><author><name>Expat(ish)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hV3pFYMpLv0/RdtYRz3fXQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LyMt1rq5owM/s72-c/IMAGE_061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
