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Tazzie Return

Early Monday morning, I left for Tasmania, Australia for a three-day trip. Tasmania is an island off of the southeast corner of the Australia mainland. While the island is recognized for its unreal beauty, Tasmanian devils and wild landscapes, I, for the most part, decided to stay within the tame, touristy city limits of Hobart. I’m not proud to admit it, but the main reason for going was of course the Jens Lekman concert.

I’m not going to talk about the Jens Lekman concert at this moment. That’s a whole separate post to keep you thirsting for more mediocre entries about my life.
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Videos of Koala Bears, Dingos, Wallabies, Penguins, and More

Chimps Ahoy strives to be the premier website for videos of cute, Australian animals. Here are several videos from my trip to the Featherdale Wildlife Park. All videos are encoded for Flash 8. If you can’t view the videos, download the Flash 8 video player here.

Koala Videos
Koala Bear Video 1 Koalas are marsupials, not bears.
Koala Bear Video 2
Koala Bear Video 3
Koala Bear Video 4

Dingo Video
Dingos Fun Dingo Fact: The dingo differs from domesticated dogs in that it doesn’t bark.

Penguin Video
Penguins Video of Fairy Penguins.

Wallaby Video
Wallaby Wallaby feed cam featuring my arm.

Echidna Video
Echidna Echidnas eating dinner.

Zoo Sounds
Zoo Sounds The sounds of the animals made me laugh.

Fishies and ‘Roos

This week, I took a trip to the Sydney Aquarium and Featherdale Wildlife Park. I’ve decided that I don’t like aquariums and zoos; they make me sad. Don’t get me wrong. I’m no animal rights activist, and I’m not going to stage any late night ‘roo breakouts. It’s just that you are taking God’s amazing creatures and putting them in a really small cage. “Here’s the world’s most poisonous snake! Behind glass! We feed this ferocious beast daily so all he has to do is lay here still so you can get pictures with your dad with your thumbs up!”

At the Sydney Aquarium, all the fish start to look the same. The only thing I found was more reason to never ever swim here. After seeing a box jellyfish and then walking through the shark tank viewing area, I decided the ocean really isn’t worth my limbs.
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Broken Social Scene

Over the weekend, I met up with C., a Canadian chick I met through last.fm to go watch Broken Social Scene perform in Sydney. C. is the first person I’ve met off the internet. She wasn’t psycho and talked coherently; these were two good things.

She brought a couple of her friends, D. and S., from Sydney. I assumed they tagged along as backup in case I was psycho and possibly a stalker. I wasn’t, and she should have known that by my refusal to type “LOL” in any of our online chats. I don’t think of myself as a psycho stalker… that is if you don’t consider my recent attempts to catch a Jens Lekman performance. Then again, if you are a crazy internet dude, you probably wouldn’t think, “Hey, I’m a crazy internet dude.” I’ll ask Jens if he thinks I’m crazy. And I’ll tell him that ‘crazy in love with his music’ doesn’t count.
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Sydney Pre-Weekend

This past Thurs/Fri, I hit the town (Sydney, that is) with fellow Arizonan, S., a friend of a friend back home. I don’t really remember much of the two days, but I blew a lot of money on stuff that I can’t find receipts for. I think that means I had a good time.
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Australian Slang/Phrase Dictionary

Here’s a running list of slang and phrases that I’ve heard that I had to have clarified. These are hopefully the proper definitions:

Grog – Alcohol. “Want to get some grog?”
Goolies – Male naughty bits. (Said during a church sermon), “So my mate got a blue bottle down the front of his boardies, and it was wrapped around his goolies.”
Bludger – A lazy person; verb: bludging. (Said on tour of Sydney Harbor bridge). “Those blokes down there have been bludging all day.”
Dunny or Dunnies – Toilets (Word written on the wall of the Outback Steakhouse), “Are ‘dunnies’…” “Yes, they are the toilets.”
Daks – Pants, trousers. “Should I put on my good daks before hitting the pub?”
Chin wag – A talk, social exchange. Context, “Well be getting together for a bar-b and a chin wag.”
Ute – Truck. Ute is short for utility.
Dag – A piece of poop on a sheeps bottom (New Zealand origin). “You sure you don’t mind me going out looking like a dag?”
Cozzie – Bathing or swimsuit. However, it is more commonly referred to as “swimmers.”
Sparrows – In the morning. “We’ll leave at sparrows.”

Shortened words - Australians are lazy in speech and drop full syllables and add “o’s” at the end:
Avo – Afternoon
Air Con – Air Conditioning
Bar-b – Barbecue
Rego – Car registration, required for all vehicles
Servo – Gas/Petrol Station (although gas in Australia doesn’t mean petrol; it means excreted air)

Australian To Do List

Things I’d like to Do or Witness Before Leaving:
-See Sydney Harbour // 2.14.06
-Avoid a severe sunburn – I unfortunately suffered the worst burn I’ve ever had while snorkeling the Great Barrier Reef. It blistered and turned from deep red to purple.
-Go on the Sydney Harbour Bridge Climb // 3.02.06
-Take Surfing Lessons // 3.29.06
-Try vegemite // 2.07.06
-See a kangaroo, dingo, koala bear, and a wombat // 3.10.06
-Go on a Contiki Tour to New Zealand
-Go On a Bushwalk // 2.11.06
-Hear an Australian yell “Crikey” in frustration. Also, I wouldn’t be opposed to someone yelling // 2.06.06“Throw another shrimp on the bar-b”
-Go diving or snorkeling at the Great Barrier Reef // 3.21.06
-Abseil in a waterfall
-Climb into a kangaroo pouch

The Moment I Fell in Love… with Australians

It took me two days to fall in love with Australians. It was the instant when “like” turned to “love.” As sure of the hands typing this, I knew at that moment that something special had happened.

“Throw another shrimp on the bar-b!” D. demanded.

My heart melted and I swooned mightily. But he didn’t stop.

“They aren’t shrimp, they’re PRAWNS, and you don’t throw them on the bar-b.”
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Down Under

It’s 7:46pm. Mere hours ago I was sardined in a rickety, post-bankrupt United “jet” on my way to LAX. I’m waiting out the tail-end of my three + weather-delay hour flight trying to entertain myself while I await the next leg of my flight.

Fair warning on the quality of this post: this is the last thing I want to do right now. I’ve already read, ate, called friends, and watched two episodes of Arrested Development on my laptop. I just walked aimlessly around in a magazine/candy shop. I’m in the traveler daze where you adjust to plane rides and new time zone and tend to stare at nothing in particular. When I slipped into this daze, however, I ended up near a rack of not-so-family-friendly magazines. That rack I stared at wasn’t my “nothing in particular,” but I doubt the mom with the stroller that asked me to move out of the way wouldn’t have believed that.
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