Festival of the Winds

My fourth weekend in Sydney and probably the quietest yet. I'd like to say that it was because I was on call and couldn't technically be more than 15 minutes away from campus in case of an incident, but the truth is, I haven't made enough friends here yet to truly have a social life. It's a frustration that I know eventually will pass, it takes living in a city and making solid friends at least a couple weeks if not months. I got incredibly lucky last year meeting Jayne and Jordan the first weekend of October, only two weeks after arriving in Grenoble, and having a BLAST with them all year. I think because I'm not in university anymore and I'm not in a program like the language assistantship, it makes it harder to meet people. But good news! I've lined up two internships this week: one working for a nonprofit called AFAP, partenering with development organizations in Southeast Asia and Africa; one, completely unrelated, doing event planning for the gay community. It's gonna be AWESOME. Hopefully through these two internships I'll meet people (other than experience, that's the most I'll get out of it since they are most definitely unpaid!)

 Saturday morning, I had Dim Sum for the first time! I don't know how I went through my entire adolescense and college years without eating Dim Sum. What is wrong with me?! What a revelation. They bring the food to your table so you know what you're ordering, and it's steaming hot! Only thing is, the bill does seem to rack up.
Sunday morning, Julian and I took an hour and a HALF (what a hike) to Bondi Beach, but it was worth the trip. The beach is absolutely gorgeous, with bright colorful flags flying everywhere. September 11th kicked off the spring festival and Festival of the Winds, where families came to fly kites all day. There were massive kites such as Shamu (awesome), a chinese dragon (incredible) and an alien on a UFO (unreal.)

Off to Melbourne on Sunday!