Paddy's Market

Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore: buildings don't have doors and walls where expected - they just open to the outside. spreads (margerine).

Ching wanted to get some things on Saturday, so we headed down to Paddy's Market. It's a huge building filled with little shops, and there's also a fresh produce market. We had to remind ourselves that we still have months to go here, and refrained from purchasing a bunch of shirts reading "Sydney" or "Australia", which would label us immediately as tourists. Which would not be good during the semester. We'll be heading back there before we leave though! Ching got a cute pair of slippers and we stocked up on fruits and veggies. We left Paddy's Market by what turned out to be a different entrance than we had gone in through. We walked a little ways down the street and found a shopping centre that sucked us in. Eventually we managed to escape, walked around the corner of the building, and found ourselves right back at the entrance to Paddy's Market. We had gone right back into a different part of the same building!

We started seriously house hunting. We found out what baby Sydney cockroaches look like. So no luck yet. But we did get a much nicer view of the night sky from Stanmore than from Newtwon. It was strange. Stars, but not where they should be. Shapes resembling constellations that are familiar, but so very obviously part of some other, unknown constellation. It's hard to describe exactly how it feels. Maybe once I can see more than a little snippet of the sky over buildings and through light pollution, there will be a greater impact.

Ching and I were lazy today. We realised that we had never really relaxed after landing. We've just been go go go. So we slept in, lazily had breakfast, took over the internet when it was actually free, watched Shanghai Noon (it played on repeat all day in the common room), had long showers, went to IGA and bought what we assume is becel margerine, although it was called spread, and vanilla and maple syrup. We made french toast and managed to get a reputation as terrible cooks with mommies who spoil us by making all our food because the frying pan was terrible and burned it. But we got the last laugh by cooking a delicious dinner in a new frying pan that Ching decided to buy, and watching as one of the men who was in the kitchen for the french toast incident burned his dinner in the same terrible frying pan. He looked rather sheepish as he explained that it was the pan's fault. We're heading out to see Troy now. It's playing at Hoyt's cinema at the Broadway shopping centre. We got the frying pan at Kmart at Broadway and found out that Troy is playing. We also discovered that HMV is having a Winter Sale. I bought the new Barenaked Ladies CD for $9.99. I couldn't turn down that price, and I'd have bought the album eventually anyways. It took all I had not to buy about five more CDs.

Gotta run!