I live out of home now, blog! And have done so for a few weeks shy of a year.
A lot has changed since I last posted. A whole lot. A hamburger with the lot.
I still love wordplay, I still love food, I still love community channel videos, I am still very quick to point out words that have my name in them, and I still pretend to be better at speaking Indonesian than I really am.
But now I live with James, or as I sometimes call him, James (slightly different pronunciation). We moved in together quickly, but that's because we knew it was right. He is the one who I love and the one with whom I'm going to be travelling to the UK and Europe with for a month from mid-May. So yes, I've done some growing up, but not too much of course. I drive a better car and I have a better job, and I have run two half marathons (and a 14km race too) and as I'm writing this I'm realising just how much has changed in the space of two years...
Snapchat exists now and so does Vine. Facebook bought Whatsapp and I went to Bali with Paul and lots of sad things happened in the news.
Last month I went on my first ever cruise, I fed a dolphin named Tinkerbell and I raced down ginormous sand dunes on a thin sheet of wood (and they were all experienced as part of conferences for work!). By the way the boat had one of those waterslides that you step into and wait for the floor to drop out from under you, sending you down and around the slide at huge speed. Yeah, that was good!
And like I said before, just next month I'll be flying to the UK, France, Italy, Slovenia and Croatia for my first ever holiday to the other side of the world - as part of which we'll be cycling along the Italian coast from Venice around to Porec in Croatia. After Porec we'll be heading South to Dubrovnik, to spy King's Landing.
I'm still playing tennis on Tuesday nights and now half of the team are engaged! I'm trying to be the best I can be (at tennis and in general). I cook more often, albeit far less often than James, I clean more often, and I'm generally more responsible. I live a very comfortable life.
We've filled a display book with business cards from all of the different restaurants and eateries we've eaten at since our very first date, but if you ask me for a recommendation for somewhere to go for dinner in Melbourne I'll still stare at you blankly. Why is that??
Sorry that this is just an upload of my life with very little personality injected - I'm working on dusting off my old tangent-happy brain that would always make writing such a fun experience for me (and hopefully semi-enjoyable for you).
More to come,
Dale.
