W2, Day 6: Wafia had another photo shoot, so Savannah and myself went to Fitzroy and spent a good half hour (and several other visits later in the day) at Zetta Florence, my absolute favourite stationary store.
After catching up with some old/brisbane friends and lunch at Bimbos (best pizza place everrrr, especially when they are only $4), we met up with Charmayne (the bassist in the band) and Kaleb, who was joining us for the week. After all meeting again at a rooftop cinema bar for dinner, we were later joined by Tyler (another Brisbane person).
OH! Also that night we had the great privilege of meeting the incredibly talented and very sweet, Jarrad Seng (please check out his work, it is incredible!). It was so lovely to chat.
To think, it was by chance that we happened to be in the same city at the same time. I am certainly glad it worked out that way!
The seven of us (Wafia, Savannah, Charmayne, Serena, Kaleb, Tyler and myself) spent the week in a small room next to a house owned by a lovely lady (who took us in). All seven of us crammed on three beds (and for the first night, two single-seat armchairs). That night I ended up sleeping in the van (which got very cold) while Tyler (on the armchair) didn't get a wink of sleep. So we were all off to an interesting start.
(Daisies grow in the grass in Melbourne! Best thing ever!!!!!!!)
W2, Day 7: Waking to the sunrise, the day began. We all went out to breakfast at this wonderful, hidden bagel cafe - Manchester Press which was SO delicious. I definitely recommend going there! The bagels are TOP NOTCH!
(My beautiful Brisbane friends in Melbourne. It felt so normal)
The majority of the rest of the day was filled with looking through the National Gallery of Victoria, talking to curators (we met the most interesting curator ever - if you go to the NGV, try and talk to Don, you won't be disappointed!) and of course taking in a bit of Melbourne's scenery while drinking local ciders.
While laying on the floor, looking up at the stain glass roof at the NGV, Sav got a call - to our astonishment it was Jarrad Seng inviting Sav and myself to see Passenger play!
That night Sav and I headed to St Kilda to the Palais Theatre where Passenger was playing. We arrived picked up our tickets, not expecting much. We soon found ourselves sitting in some pretty amazing seats, looking out onto the stage from the mezzanine level, with the most perfect view of the spectacular roof. We later found out that the show was actually sold out, so the tickets Jarrad gave us were pretty special! (let a lone the fact that he even gave them to us). So I would just like to say THANK YOU SO MUCH JARRAD! Also, that Jarrad Seng is one of the sweetest, most genuine (and crazy talented) people around! If you have the chance, you should get to know him, or at least say hi to him! You won't regret it.
(Sav and I with Jarrad)
Week 3 Day 1: Today was a very exciting day for quite a few of us! On this day, Wafia met up with Gotye to do a bit of song writing (at his house!)... no big deal. While Sav and I went to meet the alluring Joshua Maxwell de Hoog (yes, I just called you alluring Josh...). We drove to Geelong and turned up at his house. There was a funny moment when we arrived and knocked on his door, but no-one answered (for about 5/6 minutes)... probably one of the tensest 5 minutes of my life, wondering if we had just knocked on the wrong persons door - but thankfully Josh came and answered the door. (phewwwwf, *right house sigh of relief*).
After receiving 'the grand tour of his house' we made our way to Torquay beach. On arrival, my breath was instantly taken away with the beauty of the place - a somewhat empty beach with looming yellow cliffs, dotted with hidden caves, stretching as far as the eye could see.
We spent most of the day frolicking in the sand, walking along the shoreline and getting amongst the seaweed (there was SO MUCH seaweed! Probably the most I have ever seen in my life!)
(A little eagle I saw)
(My failed attempt at free-lensing)
After the shoot, we went back to Josh's house, ate dutch sweets (warm Stroopwafles) and made delicious cannelloni and potato chips (which were unfortunately a bit spicy - so I had a glass of milk... the only milk they had in the house was goats milk - I now know that goats milk is not my thing... especially with Ribena in it - gross. thanks Josh haha).
We spent the rest of the night listening to records, jamming on instruments, talking shop, and laughing at my embarrassing, tired-moments. It was a pretty wonderful day and especially wonderful since we got to finally meet Josh in person.
Week 3, Days 2-4: The rest of the week was full of exploring Melbourne, it's art culture and intricate lanes. Also during the week we attended an art show (for Sav's brithday), a gig with Friendships, several art galleries and cider places. It was grand.
(My new favourite place to sit)
W3, Day 5: As the week came to an end, so did our tour.
On the Saturday night, we had our final gig. An intimate gig full of friendly (somewhat familiar) faces and amazing music. The support acts for the gig - Josh Gioca Mioscu and Lachlan Duthie are both incredibly talented musicians. I was blown away by them and their talents! (You should definitely check them out!)
After we finished playing, a dance party erupted! It was a wonderful way to end the night, and the tour - letting completely go of all the cares in the world and moving freely to the music, no matter how silly we looked. Oh, and thanks to André's amazing playlist, we had an absolute blast!
W3, Day 7: Arriving at Wafia's house (feeling rather weary) there were many joyous reunions as we were each welcomed home by massive smiles and long hugs.
- I am beyond grateful for every beautiful soul we met and talked to, every smile that was shared, every breath-taking moment that occurred (there were many throughout the trip), every opportunity that arose, every note that was sung and sound that was heard, and finally every single moment that was shared with love ones and even strangers.
This trip will not be forgotten any time soon!
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