<?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-9187492277889517718</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:54:57.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures Down Under</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-4866699016684251928</id><published>2009-03-20T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:30:33.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Mountains</title><content type='html'>The Blue Mountains were another stop on my Aussie adventure.  They are part of the Great Dividing Range and begin about 65km west of Sydney.  Eucalyptus trees (often called gum trees here) excrete small droplets of eucalyptus oil into the air, lending a haze to the air that makes the mountains appear blue.  The tour operator said the blue tinge is most apparent on really hot days.  It wasn't hot when I went (well, at least by their standards in the west!), so the mountains weren't at their bluest, but were still quite beautiful. (Side note - the tour operator was the most hyper 60 year old man I've ever met, he sputtered off random facts about the Blue Mountains/Sydney/Australia in general for the duration of the 10 hour day, and also taught me how to throw a boomerang.  He asked why I was here and then insisted on calling me "doc" for the remainder of the trip.  Ah, how I will miss these crazy Aussies!)&lt;br /&gt;Before we arrived at the Blue Mountains, we made a stop at this lovely little zoo called Featherdale Wildlife Park, where I had one of my best Aussie experiences to date - I got to "cuddle a koala" and hand-feed wallabys and kangaroos!&lt;br /&gt;It's illegal for anyone other than the zookeepers to actually hold a koala in New South Wales.  A few years ago they realized it was way too stressful for them to be held by people all day long (duh?!), so now you can only touch their backs and put an arm around them for a photo op. Suffice to say this is the happiest I have ever been at 8AM on a Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRXKVLG_vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UaIJKP4qxo0/s1600-h/IMGP1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRXKVLG_vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UaIJKP4qxo0/s320/IMGP1201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315469295198076658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Could this little guy be any cuter?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRX1ISxILI/AAAAAAAAAI8/djZWfeQd_pM/s1600-h/IMGP1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRX1ISxILI/AAAAAAAAAI8/djZWfeQd_pM/s320/IMGP1209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315470030474911922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What, no more treats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRYcEzpbkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/noqElErXNFQ/s1600-h/IMGP1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRYcEzpbkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/noqElErXNFQ/s320/IMGP1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315470699553975874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could go on all day with photos of this adorableness accompanied by my cheesy commentary, but I'll move on to the Blue Mountains now.  From a lookout point in Katoomba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRZ8FjvB1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/4lHfgWIcVt4/s1600-h/IMGP1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRZ8FjvB1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/4lHfgWIcVt4/s320/IMGP1257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315472349023110994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the world's steepest cable car down into the valley to an area of temperate rainforest.  There's a boardwalk with guided and marked tracks, plus many more options for bushwalking.  I would have loved to spend a few days exploring, but I don't have the time, plus it's definitely not safe to do alone.  A lot of people go bushwalking and get lost, or get caught in bushfires.  The valley is filled with gum trees, which burn extremely fast.&lt;br /&gt;We spent a little time walking around on the tracks and then took the scenic railway back up the mountain.  The railway was built in 1880 to haul coal out of the mines that were located in the valley.  It is the world's steepest incline railway, and goes 415m up and through a cliffside tunnel...very cool!  Here's the Three Sisters through the rainforest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRcPNxXLjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UuGAAVXUR84/s1600-h/IMGP1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRcPNxXLjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UuGAAVXUR84/s320/IMGP1273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315474876668522034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Three Sisters is the most well known part of the Blue Mountains.  Again, a little further up the mountain this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRenBorozI/AAAAAAAAAJc/PWeuNgCfua8/s1600-h/IMGP1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRenBorozI/AAAAAAAAAJc/PWeuNgCfua8/s320/IMGP1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315477484751004466" 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/9187492277889517718-4866699016684251928?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/4866699016684251928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-mountains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/4866699016684251928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/4866699016684251928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-mountains.html' title='Blue Mountains'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/ScRXKVLG_vI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UaIJKP4qxo0/s72-c/IMGP1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-1721523025011193692</id><published>2009-03-14T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:11:22.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Magical Place on Earth!</title><content type='html'>I was lucky enough to get to go to Lord Howe Island for 7 days last week.  It is an Australian island in the South Pacific, and is part of the state of New South Wales.  It's about 750km northeast of Sydney.  LHI is on UNESCO's World Heritage list and is easily the most beautiful place I have ever seen.  There are about 300 people who reside on the island.  The tourist industry is thriving but accomodation is limited to less than 400 tourists at a time in order to preserve the island.  There isn't enough demand to employ a physical therapist, so my clinical instructor and a few colleagues each spend a few weeks each year on the island, so PT can be offered multiple times during the year.  There is one doctor on the island.  His salary is subsidized by the government because there's often very little for him to do, especially when peak season is over.  Other health care professionals (including dentists) go to the island for a week or so at a time to offer their services, but only the physician is there full-time.  Luckily for us, not many people needed physical therapy while we were there, so I only ended up working 1.5 days :)&lt;br /&gt;We flew out of Port Macquarie in a tiny, tiny plane.  I got to be the co-pilot!  The landing was fun, we came in sideways and almost missed the runway due to windy conditions.  Here I am with our plane, safe and sound after landing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxbitmbxmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_BQWgps0XwU/s1600-h/IMGP1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxbitmbxmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_BQWgps0XwU/s320/IMGP1184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313222312304821858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snorkeling at LHI is incredible.  It is home to the world's most southern coral reef.  The closest beach was about a 3 minute walk from our house, and the reef was about a 3 minute swim from the shore.  We went snorkeling every day and spent time exploring each beach, plus 7 different areas of reef on a glass bottom boat tour.  I snorkeled with sharks (small ones), turtles, eels, stingrays, and heaps of different fish and coral.  The fish were so bright and colorful, as was the reef.  I saw hard and soft coral, plus lots of different formations of coral.  The weather was amazing the whole trip, but especially perfect for snorkeling the first 4 days.  The water was quite warm (about 26C, which is nearly 80 F).  We had to wear spring suits for snorkeling, as the water is colder the deeper you go, plus after spending a few hours in the water it can get a bit chilly.  Nina &amp;amp; I after our first day snorkeling at Ned's Beach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxdUZ2hU1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/dQ9kbB44WDs/s1600-h/IMGP1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxdUZ2hU1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/dQ9kbB44WDs/s320/IMGP1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313224265508672338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clearly this is a good look for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxeAN4R7BI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KdDbhCzT4qk/s1600-h/IMGP1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxeAN4R7BI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KdDbhCzT4qk/s320/IMGP1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313225018209070098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Middle Beach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/Sbxe6QjMr4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/x__T6qt7gz0/s1600-h/IMGP1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/Sbxe6QjMr4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/x__T6qt7gz0/s320/IMGP1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313226015358365570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bushwalking on Transit Hill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxfT0iX_aI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VtdjKeByxfU/s1600-h/IMGP1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxfT0iX_aI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VtdjKeByxfU/s320/IMGP1144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313226454515318178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxgGaZtKrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ROE9eR2Lgbo/s1600-h/IMGP1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxgGaZtKrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ROE9eR2Lgbo/s320/IMGP1160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313227323672963762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so fortunate to have traveled here, and to have such beautiful weather the whole time.  I will never forget this trip! Overlooking Blinky Beach (love the name!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/Sbxgg7VJZsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UGwLOKea148/s1600-h/IMGP1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/Sbxgg7VJZsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UGwLOKea148/s320/IMGP1163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313227779188811458" 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/9187492277889517718-1721523025011193692?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1721523025011193692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-magical-place-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1721523025011193692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1721523025011193692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-magical-place-on-earth.html' title='The Most Magical Place on Earth!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbxbitmbxmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_BQWgps0XwU/s72-c/IMGP1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-6992344869241687179</id><published>2009-03-14T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:07:43.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter Valley</title><content type='html'>I recently went to the Hunter Valley to check out a winery and the Hunter Valley Gardens.  The Hunter Valley area is huge, spanning over 9,000 miles.  There are  more than 120 wineries here.  I went to a wine tasting at Lindemans, which was quite informative and fun.  In addition to the wines sold exclusively in Australia, they export over 150 million bottles of wine per year.  That's a lot of grapes!&lt;br /&gt;From there I headed on to the Hunter Valley Gardens, which is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been.  There are more than 60 acres of gardens, including an incredible rose garden with more than 8,000 roses, and my favorite, the storybook garden.&lt;br /&gt;Vineyards at Lindemans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuLrJRKuiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Uw8sW5vsJhY/s1600-h/IMGP0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuLrJRKuiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Uw8sW5vsJhY/s320/IMGP0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312993758752193058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rose garden...absolutely beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuMEYNXDAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fv6sqXJaehs/s1600-h/IMGP0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuMEYNXDAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fv6sqXJaehs/s320/IMGP0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312994192259484674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cute little topiary bear in the storybook garden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuM_tqXl1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/9dZy6biyMU4/s1600-h/IMGP0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuM_tqXl1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/9dZy6biyMU4/s320/IMGP0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312995211630581586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with Alice &amp;amp; co.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuNzSRLPKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EfNdGzlVmiw/s1600-h/IMGP0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuNzSRLPKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EfNdGzlVmiw/s320/IMGP0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312996097630354594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oriental gardens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuPJFvDKUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rqyImoFm1j4/s1600-h/IMGP0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuPJFvDKUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rqyImoFm1j4/s320/IMGP0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312997571734743362" 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/9187492277889517718-6992344869241687179?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6992344869241687179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/hunter-valley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/6992344869241687179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/6992344869241687179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/hunter-valley.html' title='Hunter Valley'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SbuLrJRKuiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Uw8sW5vsJhY/s72-c/IMGP0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-5527639854599084730</id><published>2009-03-02T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:06:01.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Best 5k</title><content type='html'>Having been a runner for more than 10 years, I have experienced all types of 5k journeys, covering trails, streets, treadmills, tracks and more.  Some of these I've loved, others loathed.  At times, I've ran 7 minute miles.  Other days I've dragged and cursed under my breath for the duration of the distance.  Suffice it to say, I have had all kinds of experiences with 5k, but none quite like the walk I went on last week.&lt;br /&gt;Sydney is known for its beautiful beaches, and rightfully so.  A great way to experience the Southern beaches is to walk from Coogee to Bondi.  Here's the start of my walk, at Coogee.  Please take note of the ocean pool at the bottom left of the first photo...such a cool idea!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayWlFoaovI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dITGTs-3YaI/s1600-h/IMGP0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayWlFoaovI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dITGTs-3YaI/s320/IMGP0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308783624673993458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayW-34gSEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PRZImZAVfrk/s1600-h/IMGP0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayW-34gSEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PRZImZAVfrk/s320/IMGP0804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308784067659974722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin Point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayXrchAHvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xaD2MyPmmLo/s1600-h/IMGP0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayXrchAHvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xaD2MyPmmLo/s320/IMGP0818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308784833407753970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordon's Bay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayYKIzywxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ukKJfDwO6Ow/s1600-h/IMGP0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayYKIzywxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ukKJfDwO6Ow/s320/IMGP0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308785360693805842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waverley Cemetery, on a cliff overlooking the ocean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayZBAQGCTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iaez27yqEHU/s1600-h/IMGP0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayZBAQGCTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iaez27yqEHU/s320/IMGP0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308786303289395506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bronte, home to some pretty fierce breakers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayZss0OKTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/su7UD59IB4o/s1600-h/IMGP0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayZss0OKTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/su7UD59IB4o/s320/IMGP0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308787053986457906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaybQOvwv1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/tUFhgIpIVtg/s1600-h/IMGP0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaybQOvwv1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/tUFhgIpIVtg/s320/IMGP0860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308788763901607762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bondi, Sydney's most famous beach and the site of the beach volleyball competition during the Sydney Olympics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaycYGAHlZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PB-09yYdXro/s1600-h/IMGP0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaycYGAHlZI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PB-09yYdXro/s320/IMGP0865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308789998504875410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaycwNKgDlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wsRSu9Nr6F8/s1600-h/IMGP0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SaycwNKgDlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wsRSu9Nr6F8/s320/IMGP0872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308790412744330834" 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/9187492277889517718-5527639854599084730?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/5527639854599084730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-5k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/5527639854599084730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/5527639854599084730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-5k.html' title='World&apos;s Best 5k'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayWlFoaovI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dITGTs-3YaI/s72-c/IMGP0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-5230896073005323838</id><published>2009-03-02T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:11:15.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia's Last Riverboat Postman</title><content type='html'>As much as I'd enjoy spending all my time here holidaying and sightseeing, I have to admit, I love working at the clinic.  A lot.  I have learned so many new things to add to my PT bag of tricks.  I've also met so many helpful, friendly, interesting Australians.  I get to spend the better portion of each weekday talking to Aussies about their country, which has led to lots of great travel tips.  Last week, based on recommendations from two patients who have gotten to know me well, I went on a cruise on the Hawkesbury River. The cruise is that of Australia's only remaining riverboat postman.  Some of the shores and small islands of the Hawkesbury River are accessible only by water (read: no roads!).  The boat delivers mail, newspapers, and small groceries on the 40k trip from Brooklyn to Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving from Brooklyn Wharf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayMsEzMuFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PtTbPmdD3xE/s1600-h/IMGP0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayMsEzMuFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PtTbPmdD3xE/s320/IMGP0702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308772749593589842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heaps of dingys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayNllHYAQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jd1fB-jvIiY/s1600-h/IMGP0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayNllHYAQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jd1fB-jvIiY/s320/IMGP0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308773737520693506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Wobby, the first delivery stop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayOQg0OPsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BzS436Y18bk/s1600-h/IMGP0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayOQg0OPsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BzS436Y18bk/s320/IMGP0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308774475100995266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The goods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayO3kr_QMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/o8jx50Bbq4o/s1600-h/IMGP0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayO3kr_QMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/o8jx50Bbq4o/s320/IMGP0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775146155098306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was joined by 2 busloads of senior citizens and happened to be the only person on the boat without white hair.  Don't get me wrong, they were quite friendly and I really enjoyed talking to them.  So friendly, in fact, that one gentleman insisted on taking a photo of me on his digital camera because I'm "an American girl."  He offered to take a picture of me with my camera, then asked me to send it to him on a cd or dvd because he's currently having trouble with his email account.  Adorable, and quite impressive!  So here I am, enjoying the views, conversation, and of course representing GW while down under!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayQVipe2LI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bWijLaqfMoI/s1600-h/IMGP0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayQVipe2LI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bWijLaqfMoI/s320/IMGP0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308776760515418290" 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/9187492277889517718-5230896073005323838?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/5230896073005323838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/australias-last-riverboat-postman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/5230896073005323838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/5230896073005323838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/03/australias-last-riverboat-postman.html' title='Australia&apos;s Last Riverboat Postman'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SayMsEzMuFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PtTbPmdD3xE/s72-c/IMGP0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-6043337169985715342</id><published>2009-02-20T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:05:25.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Opera House</title><content type='html'>I recently went on a tour of the Opera House and found out heaps of neat information about it.  It's located on Bennelong Point (named for an Aboriginal inhabitant) in Sydney Harbour.  When the idea of the project was announced, over 200 architects from all over the world submitted their designs.  The design of a Danish architect named Jørn Utzon was ultimately selected, after being retrieved from the "discard" pile.  His design was incredible, but basically impossible to build with the technology of the time (the 1950s).  Nonetheless, construction started on the podium in 1958.  When the time came to start the roof, the engineers were faced with a major dilemma on how to construct the shells.  During the design process, the shells were thought to be parabolas supported by precast concrete ribs.  However, they could not find a suitable way to construct them; use of in-situ concrete would be too expensive, but precast concrete was not an option either, as there was no repetition in the roof forms (making precast concrete for each section even more costly).  For the next 6 years, the team tried to determine a viable option.  The answer came to Utzon one day as he was peeling an orange: cast the shells from segments of a single sphere.  The concrete ribs forming the framework of the building were premade and joined together, and are visible from inside the building.&lt;br /&gt;In 1965, with construction still going on, there was a change in government, and the project was declared to be under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Public Works.  Tension had been developing between Utzon and the government throughout the project, mainly due to delays related to the design, and to the cost of construction far exceeding what had been expected.  In 1966, the Minister for Public Works withheld more than $100,000 that was owed to Utzon, then withheld funding so Utzon was unable to pay his staff.  In February 1966, Utzon resigned from the project and left Australia.&lt;br /&gt;The project was completed by other architects, and the Opera House was opened in 1973 - A$95 million over budget and 11 years after the proposed time frame for completion.  In the late 1990s, the Sydney Opera House Trust attempted to make amends with Utzon and asked him to develop designs for future improvements.  He died in 2008 and never returned to Australia to see the building completed.&lt;br /&gt;The Opera House contains many performance spaces, and was intended to be used for all types of entertainment, not just opera.  We weren't allowed to take photos inside the theaters, but we were able to see all of the performance areas, which include: the concert hall (about 2,700 seats.  It contains the world's largest mechanical organ, with over 10,000 pipes), the opera theatre (1,500 seats), the drama theatre (550 seats), the playhouse (400 seats).  There is also a studio and the Utzon room, a small multi-purpose area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shots from inside the Opera House (it's actually 2 buildings):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ8_vYW6I3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bvqwXdTDoTs/s1600-h/IMGP0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ8_vYW6I3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bvqwXdTDoTs/s320/IMGP0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305028969290670962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9BT2IhfbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B90XwKT_BiA/s1600-h/IMGP0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9BT2IhfbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B90XwKT_BiA/s320/IMGP0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305030695270317490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Compared to the exterior and framework of the building, not much thought was given to the interior.  The shells create a lot of awkward spaces on the inside, and it's really time consuming and challenging to set up the stages.  A lot of the groups say it's the worst venue to perform in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9AMR8ufWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XFvztQ0v1jk/s1600-h/IMGP0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9AMR8ufWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XFvztQ0v1jk/s320/IMGP0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305029465786449250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view of the outside from the inside.  The roofs are made up of over 1 million tiles.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9BrLsiYkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D6rMC32Pl-c/s1600-h/IMGP0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9BrLsiYkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D6rMC32Pl-c/s320/IMGP0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305031096195506754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A storm rolling in to Sydney Harbour:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9C6FNm5HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pX3yXDjyXtQ/s1600-h/IMGP0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ9C6FNm5HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pX3yXDjyXtQ/s320/IMGP0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305032451664831602" 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/9187492277889517718-6043337169985715342?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6043337169985715342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sydney-opera-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/6043337169985715342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/6043337169985715342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sydney-opera-house.html' title='Sydney Opera House'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZ8_vYW6I3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bvqwXdTDoTs/s72-c/IMGP0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-3482522027249130330</id><published>2009-02-14T19:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:58:08.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Royal Botanic Gardens</title><content type='html'>The Sydney Royal Botanic Gardens have become one of my favorite places to hang out in the city.  It's so beautiful here!  It's a great place to picnic, read, or just relax and people watch.  There are a lot of great views of the harbour from here.  The gardens were established in 1816 and contain flowers and trees from all over the world.  The colony's first vegetable patch is located here.  Some of the trees are estimated to have been there since Sydney was established.  There are a ton of birds here, and a lot of the trees are completely filled with grey-headed flying foxes (aka fruit bats) hanging from the branches.  There are thousands of them living in the gardens.  No worries though, they eat figs and nectar, and rabies doesn't exist in Australia.  They are a bit of a nuisance, and are killing a lot of the trees in the gardens.  They are attempting to lure them out of the gardens and relocate the colony to preserve the trees.  They are listed as a threatened species, so this is causing all sorts of problems with animal activists, scientists, etc.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.sydneybats.org.au/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information on Sydney's bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I can't see you walking under this tree, Mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeNZMbBvYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NCZUw0Rtots/s1600-h/IMGP0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeNZMbBvYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NCZUw0Rtots/s320/IMGP0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302862550222880130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose gardens are beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeM7jW3f3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/SCQgoHxamc0/s1600-h/IMGP0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeM7jW3f3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/SCQgoHxamc0/s320/IMGP0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302862040983371634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great orchid exhibit going on in one of the greenhouses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeOMvrtj-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/H4Q6EA-fWs4/s1600-h/IMGP0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeOMvrtj-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/H4Q6EA-fWs4/s320/IMGP0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302863435861430242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The palace gardens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeP-rbktGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1iYzsxZfqBM/s1600-h/IMGP0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeP-rbktGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1iYzsxZfqBM/s320/IMGP0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302865393225086050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love these flowers.  I'm not sure what they are called, but they grow on a tree/bush (I have a feeling a certain someone already knows the answer or will quickly find out if he doesn't!).  Can you tell how hot it was this day?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeRBXeciPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wIA2ywEPg7s/s1600-h/IMGP0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeRBXeciPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wIA2ywEPg7s/s320/IMGP0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302866538919659762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the gardens and the Opera House.  Don't worry Dad, I didn't pick this flower, it had fallen off the tree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeRwQTYjHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XtoMbT-90BM/s1600-h/IMGP0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeRwQTYjHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XtoMbT-90BM/s320/IMGP0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302867344448064626" 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/9187492277889517718-3482522027249130330?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/3482522027249130330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sydney-royal-botanic-gardens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/3482522027249130330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/3482522027249130330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sydney-royal-botanic-gardens.html' title='Sydney Royal Botanic Gardens'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SZeNZMbBvYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NCZUw0Rtots/s72-c/IMGP0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-1986227449385893759</id><published>2009-02-03T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:21:21.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queensland Part III</title><content type='html'>For some reason, Queensland doesn't participate in daylight savings.  We set our watches accordingly when we arrived, but our cell phones didn't switch over automatically like they typically do.  On our first night, we set the alarm clocks on our cell phones so we'd be able to get up bright and early to be at the pool the next morning for the first underwater hockey game.  Let me also say it was late, and we had just had a few adult beverages at the surf club next door.  With that in mind...we miscalculated the setting of the alarm clocks and the alarms ended up going off at 4AM instead of the intended 6AM.  This wouldn't have been terrible, had we noticed this small fact before we showered and got ready!  Everyone else decided to go back to bed, but I stayed up and walked down to the beach.  I'm glad I did, because I was rewarded with a beautiful morning.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mom &amp;amp; Dad, but it's things like this that make me not want to come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgmIfe-tVI/AAAAAAAAADs/Cx_GFgXyi08/s1600-h/IMGP0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgmIfe-tVI/AAAAAAAAADs/Cx_GFgXyi08/s320/IMGP0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298526888933635410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgmtGOtJGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZD5uoQdhsBk/s1600-h/IMGP0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgmtGOtJGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZD5uoQdhsBk/s320/IMGP0351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298527517809648738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burleigh Head National Park was right next to where we stayed.  One of the walking trails in the park ran just above the rocks and beach.  It was incredibly beautiful there, definitely a path I wouldn't mind walking on every day.&lt;br /&gt;Inside the park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgoGZQmHAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ECq3SqYPjRI/s1600-h/IMGP0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgoGZQmHAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ECq3SqYPjRI/s320/IMGP0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298529051926207490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surfer's Paradise in the distance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgnpUxGQlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HJH6t4EqML4/s1600-h/IMGP0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgnpUxGQlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HJH6t4EqML4/s320/IMGP0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298528552504148562" 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/9187492277889517718-1986227449385893759?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1986227449385893759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/queensland-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1986227449385893759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1986227449385893759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/queensland-part-iii.html' title='Queensland Part III'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYgmIfe-tVI/AAAAAAAAADs/Cx_GFgXyi08/s72-c/IMGP0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-3420721237574178467</id><published>2009-01-31T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:31:08.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwater What?!</title><content type='html'>As a continuation of the road trip update, here's my chance to inform the world (or the small sliver of it that reads this blog) about the wonders of underwater hockey.  We went to the Gold Coast in Queensland for the NSW Blue Rings Junior Underwater Hockey team to compete in the national championships.  Before I came to Oz, I received an email from the PT I'm working with asking if I wanted to come to the championships.  I told a lot of friends and family about it and laughed and made fun of Australians for it for weeks.  Well, turns out the joke was on me because Americans play it as well, and practically no one in Australia has heard of it either.  It was invented in the 1950s by the British Army and is sometimes known as "octopush."  There are 2 teams playing with snorkels, masks and flippers on the bottom of the pool.  Each player has a stick that's about 12 inches long, and the puck is weighted and slightly heavier than a hockey puck.  There are buzzers that sound underwater whenever someone scores or gets a penalty.  You can watch from outside the pool, but it's kind of difficult to tell what is going on.  The best way to watch is to put on a mask and snorkel and get in the pool to watch underwater.  I have never snorkeled before.  This small tidbit of information was almost enough to make our team's coach have a heart attack, aneurysm, etc.  They were all in total disbelief and thought I was kidding (most everyone here is excellent at swimming and snorkeling).  After a quick lesson, during which I thought they were lying to me (I made sure I saw one of the guys spit into his mask before doing it myself), I was in the pool taking in large quantities of water.  After a minute or two I figured it out and really enjoyed it!  It's quite fun to watch underwater hockey, the game itself is not that different from regular hockey.  The kids on the team are excellent swimmers and in really great shape.  The sport is really demanding physically, so it's great to see them involved and enjoying it so much.  In Tasmania, underwater hockey is played in the schools, so their teams are quite good.  Our team ended up coming in 4th place.  They weren't expected to make it to nationals, so they were quite happy with that.  And now for a quick photo recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team, including physios and coaches.  They are kind of like the Bad News Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTbQ0hW6wI/AAAAAAAAADE/QfoHSrBpQZ8/s1600-h/IMGP0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTbQ0hW6wI/AAAAAAAAADE/QfoHSrBpQZ8/s320/IMGP0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297600143717493506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The start of the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTb_JCl14I/AAAAAAAAADM/JLqJYlHTEOw/s1600-h/IMGP0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTb_JCl14I/AAAAAAAAADM/JLqJYlHTEOw/s320/IMGP0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297600939499575170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTcmbioMRI/AAAAAAAAADU/AKxgm02kHyE/s1600-h/IMGP0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTcmbioMRI/AAAAAAAAADU/AKxgm02kHyE/s320/IMGP0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297601614480683282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Working"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTdElQ5HsI/AAAAAAAAADc/cmvyXMkYQKo/s1600-h/IMGP0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTdElQ5HsI/AAAAAAAAADc/cmvyXMkYQKo/s320/IMGP0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297602132486725314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All suited up and ready to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTddixXMtI/AAAAAAAAADk/rxaaYXVToq4/s1600-h/IMGP0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTddixXMtI/AAAAAAAAADk/rxaaYXVToq4/s320/IMGP0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297602561314337490" 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/9187492277889517718-3420721237574178467?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/3420721237574178467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/underwater-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/3420721237574178467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/3420721237574178467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/underwater-what.html' title='Underwater What?!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SYTbQ0hW6wI/AAAAAAAAADE/QfoHSrBpQZ8/s72-c/IMGP0341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-8217115617072722227</id><published>2009-01-26T16:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:28:54.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we left Sydney to go up to the Gold Coast in Queensland for the National Underwater Hockey Championships (more about that later).  We drove up to Harrington (another town in New South Wales) on Saturday, spent the night there, and then made the rest of the trip up to the Gold Coast on Sunday.  Spending 12 hours in a van with the eight 16 to 20 year olds on the team was a real treat, let me tell you.  Luckily the scenery was beautiful and there were a few fun stops along the way.&lt;br /&gt;This is in Harrington, a small beach town about 4 or 5 hours north of Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5SdKh3JlI/AAAAAAAAACk/6iLQc2CsYIs/s1600-h/IMGP0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5SdKh3JlI/AAAAAAAAACk/6iLQc2CsYIs/s320/IMGP0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295760872830346834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowdy Head lighthouse, established in 1878.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5S4wuhxDI/AAAAAAAAACs/FJKSCRMyNQ0/s1600-h/IMGP0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5S4wuhxDI/AAAAAAAAACs/FJKSCRMyNQ0/s320/IMGP0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295761346940486706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beach in Crowdy Head, near Harrington.  This beach was incredible, there were dolphins swimming in the water and we were the only people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5TSCXr0bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uOqYvJG6qPQ/s1600-h/IMGP0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5TSCXr0bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uOqYvJG6qPQ/s320/IMGP0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295761781173244338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I made a request to stop in Coffs Harbour, which is still in NSW (the states are enormous here).  There was an incredibly important tourist landmark I was desperate to see: the big banana.  There are tons of big, artificial things in Australia.  It's the most bizarre concept, but it's amazing how well it works.  There were so many people at the big banana, all buying banana merchandise in the gift shop and eating at the cafe and ice cream stand.  There's also a small amusement park there with slides and a luge (without ice, of course).  I can't decide what's more ridiculous: the fact that someone thought of this, or that people go to things like this!  We also drove by the giant prawn, which was missing an eye.  I suggested stopping there as well, but sadly I was denied the pleasure of a photo with the giant prawn. &lt;br /&gt;I highly suggest you check out &lt;a href="http://www.bigthings.com.au/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; for more information on the big things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5UA_IcitI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nDf-XL7vllg/s1600-h/IMGP0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5UA_IcitI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nDf-XL7vllg/s320/IMGP0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295762587757873874" 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/9187492277889517718-8217115617072722227?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8217115617072722227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/road-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8217115617072722227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8217115617072722227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5SdKh3JlI/AAAAAAAAACk/6iLQc2CsYIs/s72-c/IMGP0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-1351512991641648901</id><published>2009-01-26T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:00:56.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taronga Park Zoo</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went to Taronga Park Zoo in Sydney.  The zoo has a wide variety of animals.  I'm pleased to announce I saw koalas for the first time!  It is situated on the harbor opposite the Opera House and has beautiful views.  If you've ever seen the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;, the zoo is where the dentist's office would be located if it existed.  Here are a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5OCK3PB1I/AAAAAAAAACc/XUQpKD8c64s/s1600-h/IMGP0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5OCK3PB1I/AAAAAAAAACc/XUQpKD8c64s/s320/IMGP0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295756011017013074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5Mh4dE75I/AAAAAAAAACU/hDGZP2er8Yo/s1600-h/IMGP0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5Mh4dE75I/AAAAAAAAACU/hDGZP2er8Yo/s320/IMGP0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295754356808019858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5L6FccciI/AAAAAAAAACM/Y2IeOzKUAaE/s1600-h/IMGP0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5L6FccciI/AAAAAAAAACM/Y2IeOzKUAaE/s320/IMGP0304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295753673100259874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187492277889517718-1351512991641648901?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1351512991641648901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/taronga-park-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1351512991641648901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1351512991641648901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/taronga-park-zoo.html' title='Taronga Park Zoo'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SX5OCK3PB1I/AAAAAAAAACc/XUQpKD8c64s/s72-c/IMGP0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-4708958316487320433</id><published>2009-01-13T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:39:35.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf's Up!</title><content type='html'>We went for our first surfing lesson last week.  It was cold and a little rainy, but we decided to go anyways since we knew we'd be wearing wetsuits.  It was challenging but so much fun.  We learned about the rips and waves and went through the process of getting up on the board on the sand first.  Then we went in the water to have a go at it.  We were in the water for about 1.5 hours, and were so exhausted by the end.  The first time I got up I rode the wave to the shore, which was awesome.  The instructors could tell that I snowboard.  I thought that would help me a lot, but surfing is so different from snowboarding.  Once you're in the water, the only way to take a break is to get out; otherwise, you are constantly fighting against the waves and getting hit by them.  I've never drank so much salt water in my life!  Here we are before the lesson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWyJxWGM0oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TjaTwSchENg/s1600-h/IMGP0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWyJxWGM0oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TjaTwSchENg/s320/IMGP0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290755143091671682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went back over the weekend to watch some of the instructors do some tandem surfing, and so we could try it too.  They do a lot of lifts and tricks while on the board, it was really cool to watch them.  I went out for a bit with one of the guys.  We practiced the lifts on the sand and then went in the water to try them.  It's so much fun to have someone lift you in the air while you're in the water and on a surfboard!  My tandem surfing debut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWyK9MRY2FI/AAAAAAAAACE/WITQtI3-bV4/s1600-h/IMGP0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWyK9MRY2FI/AAAAAAAAACE/WITQtI3-bV4/s320/IMGP0292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290756446124300370" 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/9187492277889517718-4708958316487320433?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/4708958316487320433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/surfs-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/4708958316487320433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/4708958316487320433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/surfs-up.html' title='Surf&apos;s Up!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWyJxWGM0oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TjaTwSchENg/s72-c/IMGP0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-1834480196160822478</id><published>2009-01-10T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:15:09.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Just Smiled and Gave Me a Vegemite Sandwich</title><content type='html'>I've decided that when it comes to condiments, Aussies have got it all wrong.  &lt;div&gt;I had my first Vegemite experience the other day.  Nick, my clinical instructor, loves it and said I had to try it.  He made me a sandwich with Vegemite, butter, and bread.  It was really salty and unlike anything else I've ever tasted.  Vegemite was first created in 1922 and is a spread made from brewer's yeast.  Aussies &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it.  They eat it at all times of day, either as its own sandwich or as a spread on a typical sandwich.  Everyone says its an acquired taste.  I'm not so sure I'll ever get to that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWiQyfJaq8I/AAAAAAAAABs/yzHX62le8I4/s1600-h/vegemite3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWiQyfJaq8I/AAAAAAAAABs/yzHX62le8I4/s200/vegemite3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289636959375502274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me continue on to Aussie condiment faux pas number two.  They barely use ketchup!  How can you eat fish and chips without ketchup?!  They dip not only their fish, but also their chips, in tartar sauce.  That is just wrong.  The other day I bought salt and pepper squid and chips and I had to ask for ketchup because I didn't see it out anywhere.  I actually had to pay 40 cents for a tiny packet of it!  It was a mere hint of what a ketchup experience should be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was starting to think all was lost until I went to the grocery store the other day.  I was walking down the aisles and stopped dead in my tracks as I laid my eyes on the most glorious thing I've ever seen...a 12 pack of single serving size Nutella.  It's completely genius and gives me hope that someday Aussies will finally get the condiment thing right.&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/9187492277889517718-1834480196160822478?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1834480196160822478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-just-smiled-and-gave-me-vegemite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1834480196160822478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1834480196160822478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-just-smiled-and-gave-me-vegemite.html' title='He Just Smiled and Gave Me a Vegemite Sandwich'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWiQyfJaq8I/AAAAAAAAABs/yzHX62le8I4/s72-c/vegemite3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-8638442412107759112</id><published>2009-01-05T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:46:39.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Yesterday I went to Manly Beach with Nina and Berit.  They are both from Norway and go to school at Fontys in Holland.  Nina is working at the same clinic as I am, and Berit is working at another PT clinic in Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manly is a beach on the north shore of Sydney.  It spans about 1.25 miles.  It's really popular.  A lot of people call it the Bondi Beach of the north shore (Bondi is on the south side of the harbor and is the most well-known of the Sydney beaches).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were there it was really windy and the rips were quite strong.  They ended up closing the beach for swimming and surfing because the rips were really dangerous.  I was telling Elke and Nick (the family I'm staying with) about it.  They said it's rare for that to happen, and if it does it's usually during the winter.  The wind was whipping sand around, but we decided to stay for a few hours because it's so beautiful there, and otherwise it's a great beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manly Wharf:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHsUeMgq3I/AAAAAAAAABM/2aA0pB0UzI4/s1600-h/IMGP0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHsUeMgq3I/AAAAAAAAABM/2aA0pB0UzI4/s320/IMGP0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287767273956748146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manly Beach: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHswCXKDAI/AAAAAAAAABU/ct8rOInmbKo/s1600-h/IMGP0191.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHswCXKDAI/AAAAAAAAABU/ct8rOInmbKo/s320/IMGP0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287767747521547266" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHtLifmfVI/AAAAAAAAABc/FoutrCKsMIc/s1600-h/IMGP0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHtLifmfVI/AAAAAAAAABc/FoutrCKsMIc/s320/IMGP0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287768220003368274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187492277889517718-8638442412107759112?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8638442412107759112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/manly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8638442412107759112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8638442412107759112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/manly.html' title='Manly'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWHsUeMgq3I/AAAAAAAAABM/2aA0pB0UzI4/s72-c/IMGP0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-8187145249359979759</id><published>2009-01-04T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:01:12.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Wildlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCLsiITCbI/AAAAAAAAABE/4nTNoREzeAs/s1600-h/IMGP0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm staying in Hornsby, which is about 30 minutes north of Sydney.  I'm really glad I decided to live outside the city.  I've seen a lot of birds and other wildlife that I wouldn't see in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's Wally.  He's a wallaby who lives in the backyard.  Actually, we think there are a few of them that come around.  You can here them bouncing around, usually around dawn.  Wally likes fruit.  He was eating a plum when I took this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCG8qSoYSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/77luwOTg1oQ/s320/IMGP0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287374339235668258" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCJFNzN_eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/siM6FYuKQj4/s1600-h/IMGP0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(209, 209, 209);"&gt;This little guy is a brushtailed possum.  The people I am staying with (Elke &amp;amp; Nick) have a possum house in the yard, so he lives in there and typically comes out only when it's dark.  He jumps from his house up onto the roof, and from the roof down onto the deck to look for food.  We fed him a plum and some carrots.  We didn't want to turn on the light and scare him away, so we used a flashlight so I could get a picture.  They said on the nights they don't leave food out, they can hear him scratching on the glass door on the deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCJFNzN_eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/siM6FYuKQj4/s1600-h/IMGP0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCIHbziVbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OANGRXlniNA/s1600-h/IMGP0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCIHbziVbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OANGRXlniNA/s320/IMGP0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287375623837341106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a sulfur-crested cockatoo.  These things are everywhere here.  They are really loud.  They like to hang out in this enormous tree in the backyard and fight and scream, especially in the morning...lovely way to wake up!  They make a huge mess, so Elke only puts bird seed out during the day.  They can make the yellow feathers stand up, which I often see when they fly or land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCJFNzN_eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/siM6FYuKQj4/s1600-h/IMGP0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCJFNzN_eI/AAAAAAAAAA0/siM6FYuKQj4/s320/IMGP0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287376685229800930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here we have the rainbow lorikeets (thanks Trudy!).  There are a lot of these as well, though they are much quieter than the cockatoos.  These two are always together.  I love watching them, their colors are really vibrant and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCLsiITCbI/AAAAAAAAABE/4nTNoREzeAs/s1600-h/IMGP0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCLsiITCbI/AAAAAAAAABE/4nTNoREzeAs/s320/IMGP0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287379559725074866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9187492277889517718-8187145249359979759?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8187145249359979759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/aussie-wildlife.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8187145249359979759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/8187145249359979759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/aussie-wildlife.html' title='Aussie Wildlife'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCG8qSoYSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/77luwOTg1oQ/s72-c/IMGP0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-1130195384286892515</id><published>2009-01-03T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:07:31.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying and Arriving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCECN4xmNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/otlNUSsiz1s/s1600-h/IMGP0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCB3nbt97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuqORSvZEX0/s1600-h/IMGP0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCB3nbt97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuqORSvZEX0/s320/IMGP0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287368755010992050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I flew from JFK to LAX, which took about 4 or 5 hours.  Then from LAX it was on to Kingsford Smith in Sydney.  That leg of the flight took another 14 hours.  Luckily everyone gets a tv, so I was able to watch movies, tv shows, and play games throughout the flight.  Here's my first view of Australia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney from the air:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCECN4xmNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/otlNUSsiz1s/s1600-h/IMGP0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCECN4xmNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/otlNUSsiz1s/s320/IMGP0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371136155359442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my new backyard.  There's a few palm trees and a lot of gum trees.  Aussies call this 'bush.'  It's really pretty and there's a lot of wildlife living in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCFMVhqbmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LovKHTyGfPo/s1600-h/IMGP0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCFMVhqbmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LovKHTyGfPo/s320/IMGP0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287372409516224098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9187492277889517718-1130195384286892515?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1130195384286892515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/flying-and-arriving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1130195384286892515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/1130195384286892515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/flying-and-arriving.html' title='Flying and Arriving'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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/_JDr0EPVbeHM/SWCB3nbt97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuqORSvZEX0/s72-c/IMGP0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187492277889517718.post-7871699569113117037</id><published>2009-01-03T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:46:41.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Aussie!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.  Happy New Year!  I arrived in Australia last Monday, December 29th.  I decided to start a blog so I can keep in touch with everyone, plus share some photos and videos.  I'll try to post anytime something exciting happens, so keep checking back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9187492277889517718-7871699569113117037?l=melissaaussie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/feeds/7871699569113117037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/greetings-from-aussie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/7871699569113117037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9187492277889517718/posts/default/7871699569113117037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissaaussie.blogspot.com/2009/01/greetings-from-aussie.html' title='Greetings from Aussie!'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782748379415712498</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
