Give me Coffee and TV
There’s a cheesecake shop right around the corner from my house. It CLAIMS to be the best cheesecake in NY, but since I’m no cheesecake connoisseur (I’ve only warmed up to cheesecake in recent years), I tend to enjoy their continental cookie-type deals. This afternoon, after some business at the Post Office, I decided to get some biscuits and coffee for afternoon tea.
I’m happy to report that their coffee is good. Very good. But the most significant element to report here is that the smell of coffee, baked goods and the twang of the Polish ladies behind the counter reminded me so much of my good ol’ mother back home. Awww.
Bahamamamamia.
Flickr photos hereBahamian Paradise
It’s pretty much the last day of my Bahamian sojourn - complete with white sand, beautiful seas, drinks out of bottomless coconuts and almost any other cliche you can muster. My travel companions left this morning, which means an entire day to explore downtown Nassau on my own - hopefully to check out the Pirate Museum and some slightly more historical sites as well as pick up some bargains at the straw market. There’s a big part of me that wants to just spend the final day lying on the beach, but I will be strong because there are some wonderful sites and houses just begging to be explored and looked at. Photos hopefully coming soon.Great Lake Swimming

Judging by my last blog entry, it’s little wonder that I was super excited about getting out-of-town for 4th July weekend. I ended up in Monmouth, Maine with my friend Ashleigh’s wonderful family, in a cabin by Lake Cochnewagon.
But it wasn’t just the serene, pretty-tree-and-lake-filled getaway I was looking for - it was also a wonderful, quintessentially American experience. Not only did we spend 4th July fishing and eating BBQ (both activities being more universal than American), we also made smores, lit sparklers and the Cabin’s neighbours set off fireworks. There was an amazing boat parade across the lake where the inhabitants dressed their boats up in American flags and let off some good old American Pride. And the clincher? The local eagle flying around all weekend. When I first spotted it, I thought my eyes were deceiving me but no - there it was - a good ol’ American Eagle.
More photos from the weekend here

Photo Credit: Harmony & Me
I’ve been killing to get out of town for weeks now. While in this city you can easily go for weeks forgetting the fact that you’re living on a tiny Island, this tiny Island really does start to feel smaller and smaller after a while - particularly if you’re used to the wide open roads and urban sprawl of Melbourne (or Sydney, for that matter).
This Thursday, I’m lucky enough to be heading to Lake Cochnewagon in Monmouth, Maine for a 4-day weekend spanning that wonderous of wonderous holidays, 4 July. My friends and I will be staying in a cabin by the lake with a poo-burning outhouse and practically no cell coverage. I couldn’t be more excited.
In anticipation, a friend recently reminded me of my favourite road trip/getting the eff away song, “Wedding Day” by Rosie Thomas. Click the play button above to hear it.
New Chapters
Tomorrow I begin freelancing in NYC.
There’s a lot that’s scary and weird about it all. Part of the premise of me being here in the first place was a new job. I’ll still be working at that job, but I’ll also be trying to get my own leads.
I know myself well enough that I anticipate working extra hard to counteract the loneliness I’ll feel working by myself. I also know that I’ll have to work extra hard not to dip into my savings. Luckily, I have a great group of friends here and meet new people every day. This is a great city for going out and having fun AND a great city for meeting new contacts.
Also, my new 30” cinema display will be so much fun to work on.
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