100 Points

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Before you do anything here, you have to have satisfy the 100 point check.  This is a list of documents you must produce in order to prove you are who you say you are, it came about as a result of the 1988 Financial Transactions Reports Act in order to limit fraud.  You’ll need this verification to rent an apartment, start a phone service, obtain a driver’s license, open a bank account, and I’m sure there are many more that we just haven’t run into yet.

When we first got here, we hiked over to the shopping center to get my phone set up, forgot all about the 100 points until we sat down to sign the contract, and had to hike back home.  That hike is nothing more than a quick jaunt now, but we had jet lag that first day.  Now we remember our points.

Each item carries a point value, depending on the particular agency you are working with.  You have to have enough documents to add up to 100 points.  The passport generally carries the most points, with birth certificates, driver’s license, bank statements, employer letters, utility bills, and credit cards holding fewer points.  A driver’s license from another country often doesn’t count for anything.  Each entity has its own list of which documents they will accept and which are not worth the paper they are printed on.

We managed to pull together our combined 200 points to rent a lovely townhouse that we get to move into eight days from now.  I can’t wait to post pics!  Of course, we don’t really have anything to put in it.  Our stuff is on a boat somewhere between here and California.  I hope I get to see it again someday.

English As a Second Language

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Prior to coming to Australia, Craig and I often joked about how we needed to get Rosetta Stone for Australian English.  There was a lot more truth to that than we realized.  He has had some moments of confusion when asked if he had written about meetings in his diary.  We’ve both had some funny interactions with people when one of us has used a word the other didn’t understand.  Even looking up places or things on the internet has proved difficult when I put the search term in.

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These are thongs.  You slip them over your feet, not your fanny.  By the way, the fanny is on the front, and it’s considered rather crude to say.

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This is not a restroom, bathroom, or ladies’ room; it’s the loo or toilet.  I know the photo is fuzzy; I felt embarrassed to be caught photographing the loo.

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This is still an escalator,

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but this is a travelator.

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The steps flatten to an incline/decline.  When traveling (or is that travelating?) down, this can induce a feeling of falling.  I’ve been told it’s extra fun with high heels on.

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This is a bottle shop.  They are all over the place and not run by the state.  You can buy liquor on Sundays and public holidays.

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And these are bickies.  I like to eat bickies for breakie (breakfast), even though I should at least wait until tea.

I’m In Heaven

Glebe Point Road and Rozelle Bay (7 of 18)
I am happy and don’t remember the last time I felt like this, with so much serotonin pooling in my brain.  I’ve found my home.  Not the bricks and sticks of it, but the tree lined lanes, the sun glinting off the cerulean water, the green expanse of park, the sloping, terrace house banked streets, and the smell of the sea on the breeze.

Glebe Point Road and Rozelle Bay (1 of 18)
I went out walking again today.  Each day I go a little further.  That is something I wish I’d done before I left Utah, strengthened my walking muscles.  I meant to, but it was cold, and the air wasn’t breathable, and, well, you know, excuses.

Today I went to Glebe to see if it’s where we’d like to live.  I fell in love.  The main drag through the suburb is Glebe Point Road.  It’s lined with cafes, flower shops, bakeries, bottle shops, fruit and vegetable markets.

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I had to laugh at myself when I was looking at a display of potted herbs and it occurred to me that I could buy a basil plant and keep it for my very own.

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It’s a quaint and quirky place.

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I’m not sure I’d want to hike up these steps every day, several times a day!  But I love that tile and the tiny green plants growing in the cracks.

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As the street begins to slope down toward the bay, rows of terrace houses replace the shops and restaurants.

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I like to make up stories in my head about who lives in old houses; they usually involve insane women locked in the attic.  That’s an archetype that has stuck with me throughout my life.  At times I’ve felt like that woman.

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At the end of Glebe Point Road is Rozelle Bay.  This is Anzac Bridge crossing the water.

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Bicentennial Park borders the bay with green lawns, a walking path, and a palm tree lined lane.

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“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.” ~ Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Join me next week for some language lessons, a look into Sydney coffee culture, and who knows what else I’ll be up to!

Wandering the Streets

Glebe Point Road and Broadway (1 of 10)
The bright, sunny day here in Sydney called me out early this morning.  It’s been rainy since Monday and it’s so funny how everyone keeps apologizing for Sydney not putting on better weather for us!  I rather enjoyed the rain.  And the sun.

When you’re out walking, it’s important to remember where the cars will be coming from so you don’t get run over.  Look right, left, right before you step off that curb!

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At first, we wondered if we’d lose our bearings without the mountains or a temple spire to guide us.  We kept a map handy the first couple times out; now, though, it’s all starting to make sense.

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The city is filled with gorgeous, old architecture.  Pay no attention to the lady in the window.

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Beautiful flowers blooming in the gardens.

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This is a place we’re becoming very familiar with!  It’s the Broadway shopping center, with four or five floors of almost everything you might want or need.  Get a haircut, a massage, and deck yourself out top to toe.  Then pick up a new phone or computer, and stop at the reject shop, which is like a dollar store.  When you finish that, sit down for an amazing coffee and a pastry before you go do your grocery shopping.  Our friends clued us in to a gem of a market in the basement.  It’s called Harris Farms; you can get fresh produce, baked goods, organic meats, cheeses, and lots of imported yummy things in jars.

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I only just noticed the skull on the tooth!

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When you’re walking on the sidewalk, remember to keep left just like driving.  This also goes for escalators.

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I ventured up Glebe Point Road a bit and found Sappho Books, Cafe & Wine Bar.  This almond flour cake found me.  And more coffee.  I thought it might be too early for wine.

First Days

We’re here.  Down under.  Sydney, Australia.  I think it’s finally starting to sink in that we’re here.  Even as I pulled the door closed for the last time on that dark, empty house back in Salt Lake, I couldn’t quite grasp that we were never going back to our beloved bungalow.

The journey down here was blessedly smooth and easy.  Yes, the flight was long, fourteen hours from Los Angeles, but we’ve driven so many miles over the past month that this was a piece of cake.  Customs too, was a breeze.  We’d heard so many horror stories about how they were going to go through all of our luggage bit by bit and throw away our shoes.  No.  That doesn’t happen.  We declared my three month stock of thyroid medicine and the kefir grains (no dairy products allowed).  They had the dog sniff our bags and contico boxes, and sent us on our way.

We did our best to sleep as much as we could on the flight.  We left LA Thursday night, and arrived in Sydney on Saturday morning.  That missing Friday was weird for just a minute; mostly when I looked at my pill box and thought I’d missed a dose.

We got to the apartment that Adobe is providing us for the first month, freshened up, grabbed a map, and headed to the streets.  We had to keep moving in order to stay awake the entire day!

On Sunday, we continued to explore close by, shake off some more jet lag, and get our legs used to walking more than we’re accustomed to.  Another horror story we heard in the states was about how much everything was going to cost here.  So far, we’ve found it comparable to what we paid for things in the US.

Yesterday was Australia Day.  That’s like Fourth of July in the U.S.  We spent a wonderful day with our new friends Merrolee and Lindsay, who introduced us to the subway system and showed us around the city a bit.

The first three days here felt like we were on vacation, or I guess I should say “holiday” now.  Today, Craig is off to his first day at work, and I’m here at the apartment creating a new routine.  It’s starting to feel more real.

Here are a few pics of our new life:
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We’re at the Adina Apartment Hotel in Chippendale NSW.

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That’s my new kitchen, that as yet still has no real food in it, and the table is my new workspace.

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I don’t make the bed as nice as the maids do, but I feel really uncomfortable having maids come clean up after me.  The balcony that goes across from the bedroom to the living room – er, excuse me, lounge – is something I’m very comfortable with!

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Australia Day

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Darling Harbour

These next few weeks are going to be all about finding a more permanent place to live, settling into a new rhythm, and learning how to shop, drink coffee, speak Aussie, and where to find almond flour.  Stay tuned!