Tuesday, February 12, 2008

December 22, 2007

It is February as we are getting around to updating the blog. We are posting events that occurred between last November (2007) and February (2008), however the order in which we post is a bit irrelevant. In any case, this is a random update to share with you our trip to see a show at the Sydney Opera House. It never occurred to me to actually go see a show at the House. I would have been quite content to walk around the outside and take a bazillion photographs of the exterior, and then once I got home I would have been upset about not going to see a show. So I have to give credit to Stephanie for coming up with the idea to go see a show.

We attended an evening show called "Christmas at The House". It was a delightful show consisting of storytelling and christmas carols performed by the Sydney Symphony and the Sydney Opera Company.

The show concluded after 10 PM, and afterwards we rode the train back to Cronulla. I won't say that public transportation is perfect, as there are always a few disrespectful people who are too lazy to dispose of their rubbish properly or bathe for that matter, but we did feel safe in riding the train home late at night. I do love public transportation. With that I will leave you with a few photos and a video of our adventure.




Aboard the train to Sydney (flat white in hand)



Before the show





Inside the House


Intermission


After the show




Steffi dancing on stage at the Opera House

Monday, February 11, 2008

This is one of my favorite pictures.  I took it at Garie Beach, which is about 30 minutes from Cronulla.  A thunderstorm was building over the beach and we made it back to the car just in time before it let loose.  After that it didn't stop raining for at least a week.


Dear Family and Friends,
We are trying to catch up on our blog and have a lot to share.  We have been up to a lot including:

Aussie Day
Surfing lessons
Bundeena and the aboriginal rock engravings
Hiking the Blue Mountains and surviving the Giant Stairway
Mosman
Bradley's Head
Sending the kids off to Cronulla Public School
Cafe Parlo going head to head with Cafe 43
And much much more...


Soon after our arrival, Australia celebrated Australia Day on January 26th.  This day can be compared to our Independence Day celebration except that Australia didn't actually declare independence from anybody, but rather it is a celebration of the anniversary of the founding of the first settlement.     We woke the kids up at 5:30 AM so that we could catch the 6:13 train to the CBD (central business district, or downtown to us Yanks).  The reason we made the trip so early was to see the Woggan-ma-gule ceremony at Farm Cove which started at 8 AM.
The ceremony includes song, dance and a smoking ritual.  Woggan-ma-gule means "meeting of the waters" and  continues the commemoration of the past and celebration of the future.  The singing and dancing is both traditional and contemporary and continues to honor the spirits of the past inhabitants.  It was a very moving performance of old and young people of Aboriginal descent demonstrating various pieces of their history and culture including hunting, gathering, and rites of passage.
There is more history than we can possibly honor in this short entry but here are some photos and if you are interested you could explore more of the history on your own.
Following the ceremony we walked through the botanical gardens and Mike suggested we stop for a treat (this is surprising because he is a notorious cheapskate).  After enjoying some tasty treats we explored the gardens and saw cockatoos eating out of visitor's hands and thought we'd have a go at it.  While no cockatoos were interested in our bits some other unknown birds were quite eager to land on Mike's and Jack's outstretched hands.  It was quite amazing.  
 

In the gardens we saw the flying foxes which are bats about the size of a fox with wings.  There are literally thousands of them in one section of the gardens, and every night around dusk, they alight from their roosts and fly off to the suburbs to feed.  We were not there to witness this event.
As part of the celebration each year there are many activities throughout the harbor and CBD including various musical artists, shows, fireworks, boat parades in the harbor, and the famous ferry races.  Each year several of the passenger ferries get dressed up, and then race through the harbor - first one under the harbor bridge wins.  Don't know if it is real or staged but it is quite exciting as hundreds of boats join the chase through the harbor.  It is quite exciting and chaotic as people line up for hundreds of meters along the harbor and watch the action. 
No trip to the botanical gardens would be complete without stopping at Mrs. Macquaries chair.  In the early 1800's, the wife of governor Lachlan Marquarie, had her servants carve a seating area into the sandstone so she would have a nice place to sit and look over the harbor.  To quote Bill Bryson, author of Down Under "You really cannot move in Australia without bumping into  some reminder of his tenure.  Run your eye over the map and you will find a Macquarie Harbor, Macquarie Island, Macquarie Marsh, Macquarie River, Macquarie Fields, and Macquarie Pass.  And that's just some of the Macquaries, by the way.  Macquarie is also the name of a bank, a university, the national dictionary, a shopping centre, and one of Sydney's principal streets.  That's not to mention the forty-seven other Roads, Avenues, Groves and Terraces in Sydney that, according to Jan Morris, are named for the man or his family.  Nor have we touched on the Lachlan River, Lachlan Valley or any of the other first name variations that sprang to his tireless mind."
Mrs. Macquaries Chair and the view from Mrs. Macquarie's Point
We haven't seen all of the Macquarie landmarks, but we have visited the shopping centre, street, university, and the chair.  Inspired by the ferry races, we decided to take a ferry trip to Manly for a relaxing day at the beach. 
 
Australia is preparing to apologize to the Aboriginal People.  There has been much debate and politicking over the contents of the message, and it is due out soon.  Many people feel that if the government makes a formal apology to the Aboriginal people for their horrible sins of the past, then billions of dollars in claims will be forthcoming.  Stay tuned...    This photo by the way was someone's attempt to apologize to the Aborigines during Aussie day.  While Aussie day marks the day white people began their first settlement, it also marked the day that Aboriginies were forcefully removed from lands that had been theirs for tens of thousands of years.
  After the beach we grabbed a delicious meal at Hungry Jacks, and took the ferry and train back to Cronulla  for an early bed time.  Cronulla itself was having a large Aussie day celebration consisting of games, music, food and fireworks.  A house not far from our apartment was having the largest house party  we have ever seen.  All of the windows from the house were removed, presumably so that nobody would break them during their fall, and so that we could hear the DJ (yes they hired a DJ).  We didn't stay awake long enough for the fireworks, but we were told that they only went for three minutes then inexplicably stopped.  The rumor is that somebody fell off a cliff, or jumped off a cliff, or something that required search helicopters to be deployed to the area to cause a premature cancellation.  Anyhow we were in bed and Aussie day was over.  Until next time, cheers!

Monday, February 4, 2008

4 February 2008

Hello everyone!!  I have hijacked Mike's blog and hope to do a better job of keeping you all up to date about our happenings.  Actually, Mike has been so busy at work that he hasn't been able to spend much time on this and it has been delegated to me.  We arrived back in Sydney on 14 January and have been enjoying the rain and clouds most of the time.  It is however quite a bit warmer than what we would be enduring in Ohio.  And mixed in with the clouds and puddles were some very glorious sunny days!  
Shortly after we arrived  we continued our sight seeing at Royal National Park where Steffi had her first go at cliff diving...actually jumping, but for pint size Steffi, a 10 foot cliff is pretty impressive!



This is the cliff!!  There is a low cliff right behind Steffi's head...that's the one.  We're gonna give the 20 ft cliff a go another day :)!  This is the end of my first blogging lesson as it is quite late here...but I will add many more updates in the coming days as the kids are now in school and I have a bit of time on my hands.
Love to all!
Mike, Stacy, Steffi and Jack

Friday, December 7, 2007

Stacy, Steffi, and Jack arrived on Sunday, November 11th after 24 long but uneventful hours in the air. All flights were on time and no luggage was lost. It was great to be back together again as a family. We spent the day exploring our new home in Cronulla - enjoying a flat white at the cafe, swimming in the pool and hot tub, getting unpacked, and checking out the local beaches.

International Terminal at Sydney Airport

Sunset in Cronulla

I stayed home from work on Monday and took everyone to downtown Sydney to see the sights. We went out and saw Hyde Park, the Opera House, the Harbor Bridge, and took a ferry to Manly. We had heard on the news that a pair of whales were hanging out in the harbor so we were hoping to catch a glimpse, but no luck.
On the train to Sydney
Sketching the Opera House
On the ferry to Manly
At Manly Wharf
That's it for now. More to come later!
Cricket

It has been awhile since I made a posting to my blog, and for that, I apologize. In the off time I did make it to a cricket match which is quite popular down here. I went to day 2 of a 4 day match and spent the better part of seven hours in the stadium trying to figure out exactly what I was watching. I made a few obersvations which I will share:
  • There are no large fuzzy mascots running all over the stadium trying to entertain the crowd.
  • There are no t-shirt cannons
  • The players retrieve the ball from the stands after it has been hit out of the field.
  • The players will sign autographs while play is underway
  • I saw one batter hit over 300 runs over a span of 6 hours. This was a big deal but he didn't set any records
  • There was a morning tea break and an afternoon lunch break







I have come across several sources that explain the sport and I will share them here. My first source is a coworker who explained the rules like this:

"You have two sides, one out in the field and one in. Each man that’s in the side that’s in goes out, and when he’s out he comes in and the next man goes in until he’s out. When they are all out, the side that’s out comes in and the side that’s been in goes out and tries to get those coming in, out. Sometimes you get men still in and not out. When a man goes out to go in, the men who are out try to get him out, and when he is out he goes in and the next man in goes out and goes in. There are two men called umpires who stay out all the time and they decide when the men who are in are out. When both sides have been in and all the men have been out, and both sides have been out twice after all the men have been in, including those who are not out, that is the end of the game."

Here is another keen observation of the game by Bill Bryson, author of "Walkabout". I would suggest to anybody reading this to buy his book.

"After years of patient study (and with cricket there can be no other kind) I have decided that there is nothing wrong with the game that the introduction of golf carts wouldn't fix in a hurry. It is not true that the English invented cricket as a way of making all other human endeavours look interesting and lively; that was merely an unintended side effect. I don't wish to denigrate a sport that is enjoyed by millions, some of them awake and facing the right way, but it is an odd game. It is the only sport that incorporates meal breaks. It is the only sport that shares its name with an insect. It is the only sport in which spectoators burn as many calories as players (more if they are moderately restless). It is the only competitive activity of any type, other than perhaps baking, in which you can dress in white from head to toe and be as clean at the end of the day as you were at the beginning.


Imagine a form of baseball in which the pitcher, after each delivery, collects the ball from the catcher and walks slowly with it out to center field; and that there, after a minute's pause to collect himself, he turns and runs full tilt towards the pitcher's mound before hurling the ball at the ankles of a man who stands before him wearing a riding hat, heavy gloves of the sort used to handle radioactive isotopes, and a mattress strapped to each leg. Imagine moreover that if this batsman fails to hit the ball in a way that heartens him sufficiently to try to waddle sixty feet with mattresses strapped to his legs he is under no formal compulsion to run; he may stand there all day, and, as a rule, does. If by some miracle he is coaxed into making a misstroke that leads to his being put out, all the fielders throw up their arms in triumph and have a hug. Then tea is called and everyone retires happily to a distant pavilion to fortify for the next siege. Now imagine all this going on for so long that by the time the match concludes autumn has crept in and all your library books are overdue. There you have cricket."

So that is cricket. It is an excellent way to spend an afternoon.

Friday, November 16, 2007

November 10, 2007

Today I said goodbye to North Ryde and hello to Cronulla. The project office moved over the weekend from North Ryde to the site of the desal plant at Kurnell, so all of the non-local engineering staff moved closer to the project site as well. I am now staying in a two bedroom apartment at the Quest Cronulla (www.questcronullabeach.com.au) and you can find it at Google Earth with the following coordinates. (34° 3'3.93"S, 151° 9'14.77"E). It's a nice place with two bedrooms, two baths, a laundry room, fully-equipped kitchen, dining room, living room, and nice patio that overlooks the pool, hot tub, and the beach. You can also see downtown Sydney which is about 25 kilometers away.

The nice thing about Cronulla, and virtually everywhere around Sydney, is that anything you need is generally within walking distance. There is an outdoor mall area where there are numerous shops, restaurants,and cafes. There are bakeries, fruit and vegetable shops, butchers, surf shops, etc so you can do your shopping daily. The beach is also right across the street and the train station is within walking distance as well. I think I am going to buy a boogie board and do a little surfing every morning before heading off for work. Here a few photos from around Cronulla.


View from the apartment


Cronulla at sunset


North Cronulla Beach


South Cronulla Beach



The Quest Apartments


View from my patio - overlooks the pool and the beach is beyond the trees


My patio


Master bath


Kitchen and dining room


Living room and patio


Pool and hot tub


Sunrise at the beach


Sunrise at the beach


Cookaburra