It's about time for some change

July 31, 2011


Holly drove Stephanie, her other friend, and me to the Farmers’ Market this morning. I only brought $20 because I am limited to one shelf in the kitchen fridge and wanted to be able to fit everything on it. I was still able to get most of the fruits and veggies I wanted to, including zucchini, squash, carrots, eggplant, onion, a whole bag of garlic, a pineapple, passionfruit, and--just to try something new--a black sapote which apparently tastes like chocolate pudding when it’s ripe. I noticed when looking at my Australian money that the bills physically get smaller as the amount it represents decreases and each one is a different colour, so you can easily tell them apart. Their durability is much higher, too, because they are plastic instead of paper.

Not pictured: 50 cent coin, $2 coin, $5 bill

I was disappointed that I couldn’t find any venders selling coconuts, but when Holly dropped us off at Rotary a little after noon there were two still inside their shells just sitting on a table outside. At first I thought maybe my luck was changing dramatically, but then I figured they didn’t just get there by themselves so I went in search of their owner(s), who gave me permission to break one open after all. Right after I told Stephanie to videotape me in Tarun’s honour, he walked by and said that he was going to the doctor to get preventative antibiotics for meningococcal disease since he was so close to the student who died. In fact, yesterday was the first day JCU decided to release information to anyone besides the med students about the cause of the death even though the illness is contagious. Two more students have now been hospitalised as a result and many more students are at risk because they haven’t had the vaccination.

Still in its shell the coconut was bigger than my head.

The boys ended up joining us in our effort to crack the coconut. Good thing, because it took the four of us at least a half hour to even get the water out, which wasn’t as sweet as I remembered it--although I wasn’t as put off by it as the guy who took a sip and spit it back out. When his friend asked him what the problem was, he said "I just remembered I #!$@*&% hate coconut.” Needless to say, his friend took over for the last 15 minutes to get all the meat out. It was hard work, but since we got four videos and a lot of laughs out of it, I’d say it was worth it.


Lesson 7
>Pronunciation: I say the letter H eh-ch; Aussies say the letter H hey-ch
>Vocabulary: I say fight; Aussies say blue

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