To relax during the Labour weekend, we decided to catch the tram into the CBD, after our Skype call home to our mother. Whilst there, we ended up at the State Library, where we printed our tickets for the Grand Prix after which we went exploring along South Wharf and DFO. Somehow we managed again to end up in crown for dinner in the food court area, we both had some Indian.
We had a chilling night in, until I somehow ended up out with people from work, which ended up been such a random night out.
Once hangover cleared, we had to do our weekly shop, can't always be fun. Once we made the trek home from the other end of chapel street, we started getting ready for Neighbours trivia night in the Elephant in St Kilda. We arrived about 7pm, during the course of the night we got our photo taken with actors who played Dr Karl Kennedy, Liddy and Malcolm Kennedy, had quiz where our team came 3rd, met some nice and fun people and got to see Dr Karl perform with his band The Waiting Room. However, the highlight was when we aided in helping Niamh win a trip to Uluru which of course was helped with her awesome dancing skills.
It was not a late night as I was up early to start my week working at a solicitors boardroom in the city. The views from this 42 floor of the city were something and was great that I could enjoy them during my break. Although I like the work, these 12 hour days are such a killer. It seems during the day whilst I was at work, poor Niamh had a nasty accident, by tripping over bags in the hall and ended up opening a door across the hall with her head, fracturing her arm and giving herself a black and yes very black eye.
Most of us were up at dawn on Wednesday, to say our goodbyes to Aggie and Karen who were leaving to go do their farm work. After work that day, I began the move up upstairs to a different room in the house. Hello roomie - Niamh. Seems during the day, I found out my phone wouldn't charge, and therefore dead and phoneless.
My Thursday shift wasn't at least as long as the other two, which was a pleasant change. When I came home, I was welcomed to the sight of Niamh in a sling. When I got informed that she went to the A&E at the Alfred hospital, which in total took 4.5 hrs including 10 X-rays. The poor thing in extremely pain, hopefully she on the mend.
I Woke up after a slight lie in, to get ready for my shift at the Grand Prix, thanks to Niamh's wake up call. I collected my uniform and allocation for the day, which was In the paddock building, the corporate suites. The pit lane suite that I was in, was directly above the pit lane. The atmosphere in and around these places was amazing. The staging of the catering and corporate ends alone of this event, was like a military exercise and was interesting to watch. After the end of the shift, finishing later than expected always good, started on the trek back to gate 1 and Peter Rowland's tent, where I somehow managed to talk myself into another shift, the next day and also in the same suite, happy days.
Saturday morning, left extra early before my shift, to find out that the tram wasn't going from St Kilda, so had to get the replacement bus. When it finally arrived, got to gate 1 just at 10, then had to join the uniform and sign in area, which for some god forsaken reason, this took over an hour, when the previous day it only took 10 mins. so just arrived to the corporate suite, the same one as Friday, - Pit lane Suite in time. Where to begin about my shift here, I've never made so many coffees, then there was splitting my time between been a barista and barman. Finally got out just after 8 pm, then had to wait for the 96 tram which seemed to take forever. When I came home, I was greeted with a pleasant surprise, thanks to Niamh, who managed to get my phone fixed for me, even though she still feeling the same.
After a late house party, and putting up some St. Patrick's Day decorations sent to us by our parents, we got up early to get ready for the F1 Grand Prix. After the wash out of the qualifying the previous day, the gates were opening earlier, at 10 am. We arrived just as the gates were been opened, in our case, Gate 10. We walked with the increasing crowds, to steak out a spot, to watch Q2 and Q3 qualifying, we were lucky to have a decent one. After qualifying, we started to explore the various zones and get a quick bite to eat. In the lead up to the race, there were a RAAF, fighter jet and Qantas flyovers, which were just an unreal sight. Our spot for the race it self was perfect. The start of the race, was deafening but was exciting and a thrill to watch. The atmosphere during the race was electric. As Kimi Raikkonen crossed the finish line and won the race, the marshals opened the gates to the track. There was near pandemonium, as thousands of people ran, pushed and crawled to get on to the track. When I managed to worm my way thru, and get on to the track, I sprinted and made it just in time, to see Raikkonen, Alonso and Vettel emerge to take the podium. I have never felt anything like the atmosphere, when thousands upon thousands, cheered, screamed and shouted as Kimi received the winner trophy, which was amazing. The whole F1 experience was out of this world.
We had a chilling night in, until I somehow ended up out with people from work, which ended up been such a random night out.
It was not a late night as I was up early to start my week working at a solicitors boardroom in the city. The views from this 42 floor of the city were something and was great that I could enjoy them during my break. Although I like the work, these 12 hour days are such a killer. It seems during the day whilst I was at work, poor Niamh had a nasty accident, by tripping over bags in the hall and ended up opening a door across the hall with her head, fracturing her arm and giving herself a black and yes very black eye.
Most of us were up at dawn on Wednesday, to say our goodbyes to Aggie and Karen who were leaving to go do their farm work. After work that day, I began the move up upstairs to a different room in the house. Hello roomie - Niamh. Seems during the day, I found out my phone wouldn't charge, and therefore dead and phoneless.
My Thursday shift wasn't at least as long as the other two, which was a pleasant change. When I came home, I was welcomed to the sight of Niamh in a sling. When I got informed that she went to the A&E at the Alfred hospital, which in total took 4.5 hrs including 10 X-rays. The poor thing in extremely pain, hopefully she on the mend.
I Woke up after a slight lie in, to get ready for my shift at the Grand Prix, thanks to Niamh's wake up call. I collected my uniform and allocation for the day, which was In the paddock building, the corporate suites. The pit lane suite that I was in, was directly above the pit lane. The atmosphere in and around these places was amazing. The staging of the catering and corporate ends alone of this event, was like a military exercise and was interesting to watch. After the end of the shift, finishing later than expected always good, started on the trek back to gate 1 and Peter Rowland's tent, where I somehow managed to talk myself into another shift, the next day and also in the same suite, happy days.
Saturday morning, left extra early before my shift, to find out that the tram wasn't going from St Kilda, so had to get the replacement bus. When it finally arrived, got to gate 1 just at 10, then had to join the uniform and sign in area, which for some god forsaken reason, this took over an hour, when the previous day it only took 10 mins. so just arrived to the corporate suite, the same one as Friday, - Pit lane Suite in time. Where to begin about my shift here, I've never made so many coffees, then there was splitting my time between been a barista and barman. Finally got out just after 8 pm, then had to wait for the 96 tram which seemed to take forever. When I came home, I was greeted with a pleasant surprise, thanks to Niamh, who managed to get my phone fixed for me, even though she still feeling the same.
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