Today is the 4th of July. Not that it means terribly much to me, nor to Australia as a country (we don't really celebrate it, I don't think there are any parades and we would be very lucky to see some fireworks!). Today I flew to Sydney for a work meeting. They gave me a cabcharge to use which was good because the taxi driver went the long way to the airport and the meter read $60 by the time we got there! In the few days before this meeting, the manager was making jokes about the hosts giving us an "Independence Day to remember". It wasn't very funny.
I went with another person from the Melbourne office, who I had not met before. She was a bit weird. She was telling me about how she had never been to Sydney before. I told her of all the times I had been and told her all the weird things about Sydney (like how their cabs always have those plastic shields for the drivers, things you don't see in Melbourne). We started talking about how I had just started at the company and I had just moved from New Zealand. She said to me, "you don't look like a Maori". I nearly laughed and I said no, that's because I'm not. Some people are so sheltered!
We arrived at the Sydney office at 9am, right on the start of the work day. The weather was just horrible, it was raining so hard and the taxi dropped us off at the wrong entrance so we had to run through to the front reception, we got soaked. We worked right through to 3pm, after which we left for the airport. We shared a cab back from the airport - I got dropped off in the city. Ali went to get us dinner from Ora Thai on Bay Street, Port Melbourne. I love their curries. They charge heaps though for rice, so we made our own.
It was a good day. I can imagine commuting to Sydney every day for work ... if the company paid for it that is.
I went with another person from the Melbourne office, who I had not met before. She was a bit weird. She was telling me about how she had never been to Sydney before. I told her of all the times I had been and told her all the weird things about Sydney (like how their cabs always have those plastic shields for the drivers, things you don't see in Melbourne). We started talking about how I had just started at the company and I had just moved from New Zealand. She said to me, "you don't look like a Maori". I nearly laughed and I said no, that's because I'm not. Some people are so sheltered!
We arrived at the Sydney office at 9am, right on the start of the work day. The weather was just horrible, it was raining so hard and the taxi dropped us off at the wrong entrance so we had to run through to the front reception, we got soaked. We worked right through to 3pm, after which we left for the airport. We shared a cab back from the airport - I got dropped off in the city. Ali went to get us dinner from Ora Thai on Bay Street, Port Melbourne. I love their curries. They charge heaps though for rice, so we made our own.
It was a good day. I can imagine commuting to Sydney every day for work ... if the company paid for it that is.
