Sport-tastic

Since arriving in Melbourne I have set up my Australian bank account. And I have an Aussie mobile number. And adaptor plugs. And a tax-file number. I'm, like, practically a naturalised Australian citizen. It's crazy. Decided to cheat the fear about staying here for a year by just going ahead and pretending like it was all sorted out. So now I can't back out.

We're now at my uncle Andrew's beach house an hour outside of Melbourne. We just ate the tastiest pizza ever, mmmm. My relatives here provide amazing food.

We went to watch my cousin Henry play football today. ("soccer", not Aussie rules). He warned us that football in Australia involves alot of fouling and yelling at the ref but...man. That was nasty football. At one point, the whole pitch was one big scrum, with both teams throwing punches and people running on from the sidelines to join in the fight. There was nearly a fight between the spectators near me and Vic - this guy was threatening to bottle people. We were scared. Henry's team lost 2-1 but it was certainly an experience. (We English wouldn't behave like that, of course). Just been watching alot of cricket, as well, though we forced uncle Andrew to surf between that and a crappy Lindsay Lohan movie (man, it was bad, though not as bad as "Monster-in-law" which we watched on our last flight. Oh my god, I cannot BELIEVE that anyone actually made that film, it's destroyed the last vestiges of my faith in civilisation).

I like Melbourne so far. We explored the city centre on friday night and found a very fun bar, as recommended by the guidebook. (I love going to places in the guidebook - if you have a bad night, you have a scapegoat). There were alot of fun haircuts. Definitely a city of good hair.