Saturday, April 4, 2009

sunshine and breeze

Felt the sand and it was cold. But my feet stepping on the other side outside the shade was burning. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the weather of Perth. Simply two faced that I can't seem to make up mind if its been hot or cold. Each time I have to walk out in the sun, it literally burns and each time when the wind blows, it literally sends chills up my spine. It seems the breeze at Fremantle is called the Fremantle theraphy and it really heals you in the heat of the sun. Its so peaceful here that my mind becomes so queit and theres only you. Just got off the phone and I'm happy because you're happy my international weather channel.

Been having a love hate relationship with Perth at the moment. We managed to scour the city on foot in approximately 3 hours. 3 hours and that was all there is to Perth city. We even managed to throw in a few bus rides, train stops and tremendous distances on foot. We managed to try every single food myth about Perth except for the most famous, Apple Struddle. How in the world would we know that the shop would close by noon? On top of it being a Saturday? They should have been slapped and tied for kangaroo boxing practices in respect of their treatment to tourists.

Managed to visit the lighthouse and found out how the term "eye on the ball" came up. At sea, ships had no problem locating the latitude based on stars, bla bla bla but had problems with the latitude. To solve this, each time to signal it was 1 before the invention of the radio, the lighthouse would actually shoot a cannon at the sea. Problem is, by the time sound travels to the ships, the time would no longer be sharp at 1. So when they fire the cannon ball, they would also let loose a huge black ball. Sailors would have "their eyes on the ball" which signified accuracy. Hence, the term eyes on the ball. Oh yeah, I have my eyes on the ball all the time like how I've been missing evil janet every second of the day of my life, Perth not withstanding. Can't stop thinking of her and can't get my eyes off the ball of my life.

Tried the infamous fish and chips at Cicerella's and had a go at emu and crocodile sausages in a bar cum restaurant. But nothing even comes close to how delicious you are baby. Been thinking of you a lot and its two days to go. Been told we have live interviews with two Aussie bands; the Temper Trap and Wolf & Club. Sure, it seems we were not prestigious enough to have a go at even the bigger names at the show like say Snow Patrol, the Killers, Kaiser Chiefs and Duffy but come on. Not complaining and I'm just saying...Anyways the v-fest is happening right in Clairemont Field tomorrow. Need to do some research before the live interview. Happened to pass by the venue on the train towards Fremantle and the groundworks were all nearly up and running. Seems to be exciting and will see if it matches the Melbourne and Gold Coast stops.

Managed to sneak into the hotel for a bit of rest and its been an entirely gruesome day. Started ugly but finding some rest right now. Its only two days to go but it seems that you can't stop not appearing in my mind. After tomorrow, can't wait for tomorrow to end. Monday can't seem to arrive soon enough.

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