Where am I up to on
this wild adventure they call life?
Oh yes last we spoke I
was expressing confusion and frustration. So much has occurred (though you
wouldn’t believe it in Derby) since then.
Spent a weekend in
Broome with the med students at the Broome med students house which is
outrageously awesome with their outdoor entertainment area, abundance of
bedrooms, super efficient air con and of course cool cool pool. We boogied and
swam at midnight and jumped off the rocks at Gantheume point. We drank ginger
beer and mango beer and smuggled in Gin to Oktoberfest at Matso’s Brewery. We
called a taxi late at night to take us to do a Macca’s run. We ate eggs for
hangover cures and swam during the day too. It was pretty swell all up though I
didn’t see heaps of Broome that weekend and when I returned two weeks later I
still had no idea where the centre of town was…
Monday brought pasta
night at our neighbours house next door. They cooked the biggest pots of pasta
I have ever seen and we sat at the dinner table like a little family
(unfortunately I had to BYO GF pasta) but it was so homey just the same.
Tuesday was $15 steaks
at the Spinny. Wednesday morning I jogged out on the marsh and found myself at
an eerie cemetery before deciding to head back. On the way back I stumbled
across the slum area of town and was confronted by 4 dogs whom came out of
their houses barking ferociously. I stopped dead in my tracks because a runner
is definitely the ultimate target. I edged my way back to the marsh as slowly quickly
as I could. I was sure I was going to be attacked by these dogs and being 6am,
there was no one around. I almost shat myself. The dogs did not attack but I
will never find myself in that terrain again ever.
Wednesday night I
needed relaxation so I went to a body balance class, which was so nice I almost
fell asleep at the end but then had to ride my bike home in the dark and it was
very scary.
Thursday at work we
visited the primary school and assessed some kids who were referred for developmental
delay. It was fun but definitely hot and the poor kids were made to do ball
games and running outside in the 40 degrees- but hey we had to do it too!
Thursday arvo was swim club, which is totally taking off – I am very proud as I
am a founding member of this.
Friday morning was
yoga and then before you know it POETS is on and we’re around the hospital pool
knocking off early having a beer. This preludes to a somewhat wild night at the
Spinny but not before attending the Norval Gallery Art Auction. This is lots of
fun. We get champagne and nibbles on arrival and walk around the gallery
marking our paper with the paintings we want to bid for. Then the bidding
starts and it’s casual but still quite intense. My painting comes up and the
bidding is fun but I lose that one- which is unfortunate because the painter is
someone who frequents the physio department. He has parkinsons disease and
therefore usually suffers from a tremor but amazingly this tremor disappears
when he is painting. Never mind I purchase a lovely painting of Windjanas,
which is emblematic of this region of the Kimberly. The painter is a young
woman and her other paintings are further proof of her talent. The painting is
a gift for mum and dad.
The next day we are
nursing hangovers yet again and get coffee in quick. I visit the prison
Boab. This was what came up when I
googled Derby before leaving Melbourne. It is quite an impressive tree but the
story is sad. Aboriginal people were held in this tree before taken to prison.
That arfternoon was a
barbie by the hospital staff pool. We booked it out for a “private function”
and lazed around cooling off, listening to music, munching and chatting.
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