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Sunday, July 13th, 2008
| Time |
Event |
| 8:00a |
We were hot air balloons
I dreamt this morning that we were training to fly with balloons. There were maybe eight or twelve of us in a seminar room, and we held our arms above our heads like an "O". The instructors put something under our clasped hands that gave us lift, so that we floated off the ground just a couple of feet. And then we had to try and steer, working out how to turn ourselves, move forward and back, all at only a slow bouncing speed. If you unclasped your hands or tilted them too much you'd lose the invisible thing that was giving you lift. It was kind of warm, so you could feel it, but you couldn't see it. I managed to drop mine, and dropped to the ground, but managed to work out how to regenerate the warm-lift-thing and got going again. It was quite funny, watching all of us bouncing around and giggling. And this was about being a hot air balloon, so that we knew how to do it. The main part of the class was actually outside - once we'd got the hang of the hot air ballooning, we went out into the daylight and were given canopies of balloons to fly with, the same shape as those long sideways rectangular kites that you see people parasailing under. We took those, and with the same body motions we'd just been learning, kept ourselves under the canopies and took off over the ocean. I wrote this dream up in one sentence, and put it at dailydream. It's a fun community to watch. | | 2:18p |
Restaurant review: RokSalt, Bright
Late lunchtime, in Bright, on a weekend at the end of the school holidays. Several cafes open, but none quite looking right. And then we found RokSalt. A fish place, advertising fish and vegetarian. Something a bit more than a fish-and-chip shop, restaurant quality fish in huge serves at upmarket fish-and-chipperie prices. The usual newspaper reviews you get in a shop window were from businesses of a different name in Byron Bay and Phillip Island... but the man in the photos was the same smiling guy with the tattooed arms who'd just served us. Good food, worth looking out for. My tuna steak with wasabi mayonnaise was good, so was the salmon with herb pesto, Mum's box of tempura vegetables was huge and delicious, and Chris barely made it through the heat of his vegetable curry. None of us were sure why they advertised hand-cut chips as something special, but the chips *were* pretty darn good. Specials board had good stuff that was in season, all the fish was good and fresh. Unfortunately, I shudder to think of the food miles - Bright's not exactly by the ocean. But the quality of the food really makes this place worth a stop. |
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