G’day mates! Saturday Sue and Nath and I went sailing with Beijing Paul and his mates, and I got this Steve Kemp-style sailing picture:

As previously stated, Sue and I met Paul in Beijing at a hostel, and met up with him again here. His buddy Craig has a sail boat and got it in shape in time to take us sailing in it. It was awesome - I got to steer, and pull mast-things up and down, I felt like a sailor! Yar! Or a pirate!
Craig is planning on sailing around the world, or at least the Pacific, in the future. He may get a bigger boat, but they’re considering sailing to Fiji in the one he has now. How awesome is that? Just gonna sail over to Fiji, be back in a couple of weeks. And when I say “they” I mean Craig and Paul. But I think all the real sailing will be done by Craig, Paul’s kinda, um, useless at sailing (unless you’re reading this Paul, in which case no! You’re great, everything’s just fine). Somehow Paul managed to turn one of the ropes into a giant knot the size of both my fists when we were trying to take the sail down, and he likes going to the washroom just at the time when Craig would need help with something. I’m sure it’ll be just fine though, exciting, at any rate. Craig knows what he’s doing. From what I can tell, which isn’t much really I guess.
Sunday Sue and I helped in the garden at the Crowe’s house. The Crowe’s are relatives of my friend Connor from Enermodal, and they make me feel incredibly inadequate. Sarah and Phil, the parents, are both Rhode’s scholars and surgeons, Phil used to play professional rugby in Australia and was named to one of those “best players in the world” teams one year, and Sarah was once a stunt double as a downhill skier in a James Bond movie. And they’ve done heaps of other things, too, and their children are all super smart (and musical, and great athletes). Anyways, I babysit there every Thursday and occasionally do other stuff for them, like helping at dinner parties or gardening. Now, I’m useless at gardening. Sue’s really good at it, and knows what she’s doing, but still we have trouble telling the difference between corriander and parsley, and what plants are weeds and what are meant to be plants in the indigenous garden. Sigh. Another area in which I feel useless. And I think we accidentally threw out all their celery seeds. Maybe after 4 years of helping out around their house I will also be a genius. Oh well. At least I can pronounce “Mount Kosciuszko” correctly (Aggie, you would kill yourself laughing if you heard how they say it here!). And Versace.
Sue and Nath left for the Blue Mountains today. I’m sad. I ate the last of our left-overs for lunch, so now I’ll have to start cooking for myself again. And doing laundry. And cleaning. Gah! I hope Sue runs out of money quickly so that she has to crash on my floor again! It’s been a great month, barring the slight flatmate conflict. Later-o!