North Side
Had my Spanish exam this morning and had to trek out to La Trobe University for it... and man, what can I say? First of all, it's not as far as I expected... only took about 20 mins from Punt Rd (getting through Punt in morning peak was not fun though). So I've entered the campus and I'm driving along past all these gum trees thinking "wtf"... sure enough I see a yellow kangaroo sign.So the place has gum trees, kangaroos, a natural reserve and a freakin' moat
So that was a bit nutso. The exam wasn't too bad (think I cleared 60... phew... as Peisan says "Ps get degrees") and the campus wasn't too difficult to navigate, despite there being only 3 coin-operated parking ticket machines across the 8-or-so carparks.
After the 'zam, Luca and I decided to check out High St, Northcote which is billed to be the next Smith St (which is, of course, the next Brunswick St). Of all the weird things that have happened... as I was parking my car, an old lady that looked about 92 asked us for a lift down the street because her shopping bag, the contents of which were one banana and one salami, was too heavy. We, of course, obliged... and Luca being the gentleman that he is, opened the door for her and all that... she proceded to chastise me about driving too fast (despite doing 40) and for missing her house (by like, one other house). We later saw her in the exact same spot as she picked her up with, what looked to be, the exact same shopping bag... wonders never cease and neither does the indignity of old age. Luca and I promptly made a pact to kill each other before we ever get old.
We had "breakfast" (simon style in the middle of the day) at a place called Limestone Cafe. This Greek-run joint clearly shelled out too much money on things like LCD screen TVs, bean-couches and funnily shaped handbasins... but the breakfast was massive and quite delish at only $12.50... it included: spinach, lettuce, bacon, 2 grilled tomatoes, handful of mushrooms, 2 hash browns, 2 sausages, 2 poached eggs on 3 pieces of toasted turkish bread + cracked pepper. Awesome.
So yes... my verdict is... the north-side is strange and full of kangaroos, moats and crazy old ladies but they do serve up a mean set of eggs. Word.
PS. Here's an unrelated but cool photograph from the nomadlife main site. Apparently, Amnesty International has a new ad-campaign on bus shelters (in Switzerland... not sure where else). Cool eh? The ads are transparent so it looks like the "action" is happening in that very place...
posted by LX @ 3:41 PM
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