30 years young
Holy crikey dick I’m 30. That’s right - one of those milestones that starts one thinking about what one is doing with one’s life, whether one is on the right track etc. Or at least it would if I was one that made a big deal over birthdays. Now that it’s happened though and I’ve had a chance to think about it I’ll spend some time answering those questions. As for the day itself, I spent it eating Yum cha (dim sum) on Little Bourke Street in Melbourne, followed by some footy at the Telstra Dome, all courtesy a surprise trip from Dana for my birthday. What a gal!
So I was to meet her at Circular Quay station at 5:15pm on Friday. She even hid the luggage behind a tree while she gave me the tickets - totally blindsided. Then we were off to the airport and by 10 pm we were having a late dinner at a really nice restaurant in Melbourne. We were booked into the Hyatt downtown, which was also great. We had a great time walking around Melbourne the next day. It’s a really beautiful city. We made good use of the fancy hotel facilities - had a workout, swim, hot tub. Had a scotch in the hotel bar - Australia has it’s last friendly against Greece in Melbourne this week before heading to Germany for the world cup, and the coaching staff was at the table next to us game planning over cigars and wine (a good sign?). Another nice dinner that night looking over the Yarra River. The next day was my birthday, which we started with a game of tennis on the roof of the hotel, followed by dim sum and the footy. All in all a fantastic weekend.