Watched the Ides of March (Ryan Gosling & George Clooney) the other night.. a good but not exceptional movie. Some things just didn’t sit right. A very sharp look at US politics with a very bleak message for idealists like me that may one day consider a career in the great game.
Hated the Ryan Gosling character by the end, much as he did himself as well I suspect.
I’m enjoying the feel of things at the moment. I’m not sure if its extra sensitiveness in my hands, or particular focus on the here and now. Maybe its the awareness of an impending departure. I’m not sure, I’m just enjoying the feel of things at the moment.
Enjoying the feel of things
The rough yet soft touch of freshly washed, low-thread count cotton sheets pulled tight every morning
The tiny, rapid percussion of air on my ear drums as the rain beats the roof
The goose-bump inducing caress of a fan propelled breeze over my belly
The contrast between the worn-out smoothness and the grain in the hewn boat boards on my bare feet
The unexpected splash of fine sea spray from the bow on my face and hands,
The heaviness of dew droplets clinging to my eyebrows and eyelashes, the sea trying to close my eyes
The soothing, swaying displacement of fluid in my ears and brain from the swing of the hammock
The inconsistent, gentle buffeting of the storm breeze, tugging at clothes as if demanding attention
The warm play of light through clouds and trees on insistent, relaxed, thankful, closed eyelids
The thick, creamyness of the air in my nostrils in the afternoon
The aroma of impending rain, the fresh bite of cleanliness shortly after and eventually the breathy sigh of the land as it accepts the water into its body
The smooth and deep feel of freshly washed, high-thread count cotton sheets pulled loose at night
The trusting heaviness of a head on my chest
The tickle of tussled hair in my nose
All you muso’s should check out Alex Dean:
As an aside: How cool is TrippleJ! Very Very cool. Can you name me another government run media company that dedicates a portion of its budget to youth music and spends months of every year collecting, compiling, testing, supporting and promoting young, upcoming artists?
This time, its refreshing to be in Bali. For my wallet anyway!
Price point comparison of Bali to Tokyo:
Cheap accommodation (per night) including pool / onsen
Feed (Entrée + Local staple + Beer)
Back & neck massage
All prices in AUD and estimated/averaged.
Food in Bali: Satay sticks, Nasi Goreng & Bintang (375ml)
Food in Tokyo: Salmon Sashimi, Ramen with Miso sauce,Sapo (330ml)
There is no doubting though that the quality in Japan is much, much higher, although I never bothered to pay the $60 for the massage there. As a travel destination it boils down to what you want, either:
A decent, relaxing but not superb back & neck massage 12 days in a row from a girl who probably learnt from her mum and knows nothing of biology, in a sightly seedy place where you probably never feel comfortable taking your eyes off your wallet or taking your boxer shorts off for fear of sending the wrong message;
One massage, including complimentary foot scrub, hot face towel and where the massues has a degree in physiology and forces you to take a shower because they don’t want to touch your sweaty body. Kimono’s are provided after the shower to prevent you trying to send the wrong message.
Apply the same concepts to food, accommodation and public transport and then decide which travel destination is best for you.
Compare these two quotes and tell me what you think?
“As a child I felt myself alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of and for the most part do not want to know.” Carl Jung.
“As a climate change consultant I felt myself alone, and I am still as a Sustainability Consultant, because I know things and must hit people over the head with ice melt figures, predicted sea level rises, biodiversity tragedies and the death of the great barrier reef to get them to think of things which they apparently know nothing of and for the most part do not want to know.” Damian Fuller.
I must admit, the climate change argument is a little old, circa 2009.
I was in Kyoto on New Years Day with friends visiting a few Shinto shrines and Buddhist temples and not so much praying and wishing for good fortune as gobling up delicious Japanese street food.
As a result, I missed the quake experience in Tokyo, which was apparently pretty mild.
I’m sure I’ll catch the next one. Or the one after that.