i am slowly becoming cultured...

Sydney is a city of many cultures. In my two weeks here I have met more people from different countries than I have met in my entire life. I have learned about the beautiful sights and cheap prices in Thailand, I have tried Indonesian food (not my favorite) and African food, I have listened to a new friend speak "Sing-lish," a slang form of English spoken in Singapore and I have listened as a Latin man explained to me why Latin men make the best boyfriends...

In addition I have learned how to balance four plates at one time, I have learned to refer to the "check" as the "bill" so as to not confuse the cooking staff who thinks the diners have asked to see the "chef," I have discovered that washing your hair with soap isn't the end of the world and orange lemon lime juice is not as delicious as the name may appear to be.




This weekend was Mardi Gras weekend. Mardi Gras in Sydney is a celebration of gay rights. On saturday night at 8pm there was a parade through Oxford Street in Sydney where people dressed up in any possible thing you could imagine and marched through the streets. Unfortunately I didn't get to see all of the parade because i had to work. Apparently the extremely slow pace I carry trays at and my terrible pronounciation of each dish managed to get me five days of work this week. But I can't really complain since I am happy to have a job and be making some money.




The past few days I have spent exploring as much of Sydney as possible. I spent a day in the botanical gardens, and a few hours in the Powerhouse museum and Museum of Contemporary Art. I spent some time at another new beach nearby and saw the University of Sydney campus. There are so many things to do here, and I'm trying to fit in as much as possible before i venture up the east coast.