This is a blog about the turmoils, delights and adventures when traveling or living around the world.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Betting and "Anti-betting"
Just a brief blog post today, again TV related. Aussies call the TV set "telly." It is quite
common to see TV ads for sports betting. This happens mostly during
the Australian Open and Melbourne Cup on the main TV channels.
Occasionally, these ads appear also during the footy (Australian rules
football) season. In the meantime, since gambling is allowed in many
places in Australia, many people's lives are destroyed by addiction to
gambling. So there are the ads for organizations helping those with a
gambling problem... To make a silly parallel, since I perceive betting
on sports as a sort of gambling, too, imagine watching one of the
reality shows like "The biggest loser," yet, all the ads shown during
the program focus on marketing junk food...
Changing subject again, today's picture is that of an emu, our local ostrich. It's not agressive, but often inquisitive.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Hollywood Gossip
Oh, yes, they love it here! For a country of about twenty two millions, the
number of celebrities in Oz is too low to afford enough gossip. I'm being
sarcastic, but the reality is that every half hour of morning show on
TV has a tiny bit of weather forecast, a few minutes of very limited
news, some stock exchange news, price of gold and oil, and finally a
good chunk of Hollywood gossip. Like it or not, you hear it all, just not at the extent presented on TMZ... Each TV channel has a reporter in the
US, Hollywood or New York, from where they transmit infamous news
about even more infamous celebrities. I must be the only one who doesn't care about it, especially at 6AM. I wish they cut the gossip in half, but were able to tell me if it will rain today in the North areas of Melbourne (sigh and see yesterday's blog entry).
And here is my kind of celebrity, the goanna! This is NOT an iguana, my friends!
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Weather Forecast
Today's blog entry is still related to TV, and I'll talk about weather again. This time, the forecast. I get up early in the morning and prepare for work. Like most people, I turn on the TV and I am confronted with 3 choices of local stations that present a forecast, and they only do so every 30 minutes. This frequency matches the "laid back" air of the Aussies... Although Australia is huge, and Melbourne is the second biggest city, there is no local forecast, just country wide. The minute of national forecast starts with Brisbane in the North East, quickly goes through Sydney and Canberra, after which I get my most frequent and anticipated "Melbourne, showers" news and a temperature. Sometimes the forecast refers to other smaller cities, too. The weather information is so thin, I know it's wise to turn off the TV, dress in layers, and pack sunglasses and umbrella in my purse! One TV channel has a nice weather report at 7AM, where currents of air and pressure are shown on the screen and a few more details are added to the forecast of the day. Another channel has a unique forecast. It's brief and useless, unless one has no other means to get weather information, and presented by a guy who is always traveling in Australia or in the world. I love it when he's in a sunny place, but all he can warn me is "Melbourne, showers and a maximum of 10 degrees"...
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Aussie TV Ads
Imagine this: you're having dinner, cozy, after a long day of work or
school and extra curricular activities. You are enjoying a homemade
meal and chat about that day's "stuff". The TV is on and with your meal
you are swallowing some bits of news, or most likely a fattening
cooking show, or an unreal reality show. But quite often the programs
are broken by ads. Nothing odd, right? Well, more often than I expect,
the Aussie television programs are interrupted by ads endorsed by the
government in which a man is spitting blood at a barbecue party
because he is a smoker with lung cancer (he spits blood in a tissue and
shows it to us), a mother attached to a chemo line is telling us she's
sad not to see her children grow up because she also has lung cancer
(I normally turn my head, but I think she's also a smoker), a young
girl opening the door to a policeman who came to their house to
announce the death of her father in a work accident, and also a young
boy whose father comes home extremely late, after him and his mother
believe him dead in a work accident. In better days, when our dinners
are "lighter," we enjoy funeral home ads or bloody re-enactments of car
or motorcycle accidents that could be avoided if people drove slower.
Well, yes, at this point we feel like drinking a glass of wine after such gloomy
ads... Or more glasses, especially since none of these ads ever raise
awareness about drinking and its effect on health and driving. More
about this soon!
Rinse your eyes with another beautiful Aboriginal drawing now. I think it is from Uluru and it represents emu footprints.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Aussie TV (1)
Most people in Australia do not have cable TV. That is because unlike
in the US, one can see most Australian channels with a regular
antenna, old fashioned, sitting atop the house. However, the number of
channels and programs are limited. For example, we love watching the
tennis Grand Slam tournaments, but on "regular" TV one can see only
the Australian Open. IF any Aussie player makes it to a final in
another Grand Slam, then maybe, maybe, maybe, we are lucky and one of
the main channels shows the match. Do not feel bad for me though, because I can still watch the David Letterman Show some days of the week, really late... Until a couple of months ago, however, cable companies used to ask for a fat installation fee and
were operating only with contracts. Contracts that were at least one
or two year long. This tie and the high monthly price made
it so unappealing, we never subscribed. But
this changed recently, so we got cable without a binding contract and paid no
installation fee. I wonder if there is a catch somewhere that we
haven't discovered yet. Once we pay the first bill, I'll let you know!
Aboriginal drawing from Uluru in today's picture.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Childhood Memories
Driving just outside Melbourne in late summer or autumn, you see these well packed and wrapped rolls of hay. There are no wheat or corn fields, but paddocks are very common. The hay brings back memories from my childhood, those of car trips through the mountains of Romania, where people piled the hay in large hill-like stacks by the side of the road. They were messy, man-made stacks, unlike the ones here that I captured in the picture, and were covered roughly with sheets of weathered, old plastic. We used to go to the mountains during the summer vacations only, when the heat in the plains chased us away. Once arrived in the mountains, we rode with the car window down, letting the freshly cut hay perfume our faces. Poppies and daisies sometimes smiled at us from the endlessly green landscape.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Roos
I guess a blog about Australia should have already talked about
kangaroos. Yet, some pleasures are better tasted when left last.
Kangaroos are what most Americans see when they think about Australia. And Roos were among the top animals we wanted to see when we first
visited Oz. Grey and red kangaroos, and all kinds of wallabies. So we
saw them very often, in zoos, parks, and in the wild. The most unusual
and striking image is that of a wide, grassy landscape from which
suddenly start to hop these large but fit animals, grey with big black
eyes and ears perked up. Sometimes, they stare at you while standing up, and if they are
alarmed or feel threatened, they turn around and hop away. Fast. One
time on Raymond Island, we got off the car and tried to follow an
echidna in the bush. I suddenly raised my eyes from the ground and
just ten meters away was a mob of roos, with a large mom in front. She
stood up, transfixed, staring at me as surprised as I was. From her
pouch another pair of long and curly eyelashes was trying to figure me
out, her joey... I will never forget how fragile, yet powerful they
seemed, standing there and trying to understand my next step. I backed
up, went into the car and was happy to not have disturbed them too
much.
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