Well I have just returned from my trip to Tasmania, and man that was a rocky flight, I have flown more than I can remember and that was the funnest trip that I ever had, from the time we left Launceston till landing in Sydney it was up, down, shake, rock, roll. I was working on a training schedule for some training I am conducting for a friend, and gosh the roller coaster made it that much more fun. Also good to know that you’re getting value for money; means that the pilots need to work instead of opening their little window and having a smoke whilst the computer does it all.
Anyway, Tasmania was amazing, lots of good times with lots of fun people. Interesting to see where my relationships in Tasmania are up to, just who goes to the effort and who doesn’t. Everytime I go down a friendship appears to be more distance which is a normal process which im used too. It was hard to leave as always, Tasmania & my friendships down there have a special place in my heart, also really hard to get off the plane, get 4hrs sleep and then drive down the coast for my grandfather’s funeral then having to deal with all the other shit facing me in Sydney. In other news have my rehearsal for marti gras coming up with Bec on Saturday. I am very exited; always enjoy the marti gras. This year I am going with Metropolitan Christian church, on a float titled “Jesus wouldn’t discriminate” dressed as white angels. I have a growing passion for the gay community especially in regard to amount of hurt between the gay community and the wider church.
It’s funny my parents are always scared about me going out with my gay friends, especially dad been a public health person, he just sees day to day the effect of STI’s and always gives me the lecture anytime I do head out onto the strip, but thats ok. This year my friend Bec is gonna look after me, make sure I don’t drink too much or go home with anybody too crazy.
So funeral tomorrow; should be interesting. It has been coming for a while and struggling with feelings. Death has always been apart of my life, from personal experiences, parents occupation and just the normal dealing that life brings and this feels rather normal especially that it hasn’t been unexpected; will be monitoring my emotions closely and very lucky that Dave is coming down with me.
Anyway the plane is about to make its decent into Sydney, after what the pilot says was 200km/h winds!