Pacific Fair & Bob Marley

Today is girls’ shopping day. Kairi and Ann discovering Pacific Fair – the main shopping center on Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia. It’s massive with an open courtyard, cinema, hundreds of shops, most of them filled with Billabong beachwear :-) And it’s only a 20-minute walk away. I’m addicted! I love B-i-l-l-a-b-o-n-g, and I love summer! As much as I love Christmas. And Christmas in summer. Well, I might take my words back about the last one though. White Christmas is the best Christmas. When it’s freezing outside and you sit by the fire place around the real Christmas tree that smells of fir gum and has got heaps of presents under it. You’ll never have it here. I saw this lone fir tree amongst all the others that were palms the other day (I wonder how it got there), it had Christmas decorations hanging all over. If back home I would have probably paid no attention on the decorated Christmas tree, then here amongst the palm trees, in 30 degrees heat, on the deep blue ocean front it just looked so awkward. Funny. I remember writing how people adjust, adopt and get used to whatever looked so new and interesting at first. I’ve felt that several times here. I remember being fascinated by the beach in Surfers Paradise, the deep blue ocean and bold surfers taking the high waves. I walk on that beach and find nothing special in there now.. ‘cause I’ve seen better ones, ‘cause I see it every day. The same thing with the view. Yes, it is amazing to wake up in the morning and have a brekky on the balcony overlooking the ocean, or to fall asleep to the sounds of the waves drifting on the shore, but you get used to it, too. You love it the first day, you like it the next day, and you simply take it for granted on the third day.

Hey, it looks like I got carried away thinking about Christmas and stuff, so let’s get back to Pacific Fair :-) I was saying it’s massive. Even if you find some of the many doors to enter the shopping center, you can be sure you won’t find your way out. At least not the first time. I’m pretty sure it’s a trap, made on purpose. You know, like a tourist trap, except that this one is a shopaholic trap. So we end up walking home with quite some things, but the most important of them all are the Christmas cards and presents! Hehe, there we go again, back to Christmas, can’t get over it. But what’s better than making presents to the ones you love :-) Aww.. now I’m getting emotional.

The night was fun-fun-fun.. funˆ3. Some of the local Estonians (Tiit & Co) held a party at their place on Sunrise Boulevard, Surfers Paradise. Party – that’s the thing you do before you go to sleep at night :-) And what’s more fun than a great Estonian party in da Aussie heat? I’ll tell ya. It’s a great Estonian party in da Aussie heat with smooth white Aussie wine, good music and great friends :-) Tiit, Paavo, Kairi, Ann, Liina, Siiri, Annaliisa, Meelis. Welcome to Estonia! Things got heated up soon after a few glasses of the insidious Aussie wine, wound up by the New Zealander flat mates and their rather crazy farewell party, and ended up with table and chair dancing to the rhythms of Bob Marley. I told you it wasn’t just another party. It was an Estonian party in Australia, and everything’s upside down in Australia :-)