the thought of malaysia”s (a word one’s would describe one’s poo) politics is vaguely floating somewhere at the border of my consiousness but mostly my consiousness is taking a swim in the gelato at lygon street or taking a ride with the hitchhiker’s in his guide to the galaxy by the river at fed square when it ( my consiousness that is) not being enveloped by the images contained in Australia Centre for Moving Image.
i’ve been here, in melbourne for a week now. everyday has walking on the itenary, which is actually a lovely thing to do in such a weather/political climate of security- that means not worried about snactches or dodgy men following you home/ vibrant culture- lots of colors graffitied on the wall and people of various colors/smart urban planning- public transport and road directions that is convenient for all, no matter your abilities.
there’re more praises, that will be to come. as today, my day off from walking, i woke up late, ate some leftover from last night’s lovely dinner at nicol and martin; i’ve spend it all on reading, books and online stuff. someone send me a link to this and i absolutely love it. here’s for you. i must warn you, you might find it as funny or just really offensive.🙂