TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

9:44 PM
Posted by jodi rose

Lining up guests for the NYWF show on TiN radio.
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Really getting into being back in my old neighbourhood. Best local cafes in the world, more trips to the beach and harbour in two weeks than over the past two years, and three of my closest overseas friends suddenly appear in sydney completely independently. Something definitely going on here.

Visit Lizzie, Mike and the boys in their mushroom house, a tiny hidden country corner of Bondi, blow bubbles and talk trucks with Max, negotiate 20c dinner with Mike, talk old times, mutual friends and new adventures with Lizzie. We have a date traversing old haunts in darlinghurst tomorrow, rediscovering the city together.

Lunch at circular quay with lisa and her parents & family friends mary and terry today, stories of horses and football, dubai to christmas island. Struggle home through the spooky hot wind, precursor to hurricanes or just the bushfires now ringing sydney. It's going to be a crazy nightmare summer; we're in the mid 30's already in early spring.

traumatic stars last week, the world gone awry with various disasters in extended circle of friends making one wonder about the possibility of life ever really working out. Have to keep dreaming it up, I guess.

Moving furniture working for me this week - completely new room with all this extra space. Mum used to do it late at night; I'd wake to stumble through new pathways in the lounge room. Living in a world out of whack, everyday life slightly disorienting if not downright strange - much easier just to rearrange the deckchairs. so to speak.

Thinking of financial future and stability in a whole new light. Can't keep relying on incredible generosity and goodwill of friends during these ridiculous times. Maybe it would be good to stay for a while. Even found a fanastic sounding job to apply for - although worried I may have made myself completely unemployable. still, give it a go.

Being here is making me reassess that urge to keep moving, particularly to the other side of the world. maybe life is alright.