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Wagga Wagga

Tomorrow I leave for the land down under. Flying Qantas LAX--Sydney--Melbourne. I know that in the long run it doesn't really matter that I got assigned an aisle seat in the back of the plane, even though I requested a window seat. Like a brat, I complained to my mom, "I don't wanna sit there!". "So stand", she said. Oh, how I'm going to miss her sarcasm. And my grandparent's delicious cooking.

Even my unconscious is prepped for this trip. Last night I had a dream that I was biking along this beautiful idyllic field at dusk, and saw groups of aboriginal Australians along my path. Some had white paint on their bodies, and others were chanting songs. This really large-headed sheep with those crazy vertical pupils that sheep. I marveled at its strange shape and wondered if maybe it was cross bred with some marsupial. Then the animal started harassing me, so I rode my bike a little faster to get away from it. Wonder, challenge, and adventure. Coming up right around the corner.

Wagga Wagga--I learned from my Frommer's Australia 2009 guide that these were the first words aboriginal Australians said to European intruders. It means, "go away". Sadly history proves that they were not wrong about their lack of enthusiasm and hospitality. But I promise I won't bring any smallpox. "Go away" is also the name of a town between Melbourne and Sydney that maybe I'll visit. How do you resist a continent-country with place names like Wee Waa and Gin Gin? I know I can't.




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need_pins_les
Sep. 15th, 2009 03:45 am (UTC)
How long are you going for?? When are you leaving?? :O
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