Monday, April 17, 2006

Happy holi-weekend Easter.

Well well, it's about 5.30 on Monday, and I'm perched on the sofa in my favourite contortonist position with Henry at my side reading New Weekly, a gossip magazine. On the TV, is Australian's Next Top Model marathon, which is basically the reality series episode after episode, back to back, from 10.30am to 8.30pm. My dearest has been cleaning the house, washing the laundry, fixing fresh fruit juice, making me food, I mean... I truly am being pampered!

Yesterday, as it was Easter, we went to church at Darling Harbour - the Convention Centre - and after that, enjoyed a most gratifying Easter lunch by the harbour.



Henry enjoyed an entre of garlic prawn. He had this unbounded craving for it and even ordered some extra for his main dish.



While he satiated his craving, I had the most delectable oysters known to man. Well, they're all damn good anyway.



Moving on to the main dish - Henry and his medium rare steak which turned out not so bloody after all.



Myself and my rack of lamb. Mmm.. hungry now!



After that we ventured out and had a nice walk to the Australian Maritime Museum, where we bought tickets to go on this war ship, and into a submarine! A real submarine! I've been on these war ship type of things before, but never a submarine, so I was thrilled. Henry's also a submarine virgin so it was special to experience something new together in a new country.



Henry was very fascinated with the voice at the other end; near the bow of the ship.



Before we headed off to the submarine, we had to capture the attack and observation periscope (with me).



The inside of a submarine is... very constricting and the shifting of your weight due to the tide outside doesn't help either. Just to give you an idea of how diminutive the walking space is, this is Henry along the 'walkway'.



The 'control room' thing is amazing. Pieces of equipment decorated the walls, and there were buttons (and sleeping bunks) everywhere! The ceiling was low, the floors narrow, the torpedos were place next to some of the sleeping areas, it was just one big mesh of... clutter. I wonder how anyone can live in there for such a lengthy period of time (that particular submarine could stay under water for up to 6 weeks) and love it even. I'd go mad, but then that's just me. :)



After our long long day of walking, we cabbed home and enjoyed some hours of our new FoxTel, then managed to dragged our feet out the door to the club - Havana - to attend Jamie Wright's birthday bash. It was a... historical night, so let's just leave it at that.
Vintage chic, what is it? Henry says it's his lovely black and white stripe shirt and white tie ensemble.



They were giving out bow shaped chocolate pieces on a wire. This was mine, bitten into.



Well that pretty much summed up my weekend. Today we're just watching tv, conserving energy (ok, just me, seeing as how my house-boyfriend has been doing the work of a wife! heh heh, love you!), ordering Thai food for dinner and sleeping early. Work tomorrow! Yay!

Noise: Australian's next top model!

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