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Sonya’s One Bar stool please ~ week 3

Sonya’s One Bar stool please ~ week 3

This is week 3 of Sonya’s challenge to spend the next 8 weeks hitting a bar on her own, something she’s never done before because she’s always been afraid of what people think of her.  The style of these pieces is very personal, basically like a personal email to me….complete with some good old, heavy Australian slang…so it’s a travel, cultural and lifestyle piece of sorts.  Read here for the introduction.  Please comment below…your thoughts are encouraging.

Guday from the Gatta (editor note: short for Coolangatta) lovely Lyn,
Yep I’m here on the sunny Gold Coast. Hasn’t been anything but rainy since I got here but there is water which I can swim in and be mesmerized by, so I have nothing to complain about.
Before I launch into last nights One Bar Stool Thanks I just want to ask “what am I”. Am I One Bar Stool Thanks (OBST) or Bar Stool For One Thanks (BSFOT)????

The reasons I ask is there is a difference (in my ever busy questioning and completely insecure head). BSFOT is publically saying I am going to sit on my own – all on my own with no one joining me but OBST sounds like I am happily asking for just one bar stool but someone might join me later and sit on my lap – maybe, its possible, potentially. Does that make sense??? It’s like going into a cafe and the lovely waitress asking ‘is it just you today?” – I always want to answer “not by choice love so I can do without you rubbing it in”. Can we be OBST????

*Note from Lyn: Yes, love, the name can be changed…you can call it anything you want.  See name above.  

So this is how much this plan has got under my skin. I’m up on the Gold Coast for 2 days of work but decided to stay an extra night so I could make the most of my OBST / BSFOT. I definitely know this is cheating – it’s easier for me being away from home by the water. However I do know before this challenge, I still wouldn’t have had a drink on my own. Semi cheating but still progress.
I head to the Coolangatta RSL and choose the best seat in the house – right on the balcony over looking the surf break at dusk. Could it get better then this? Honestly it can’t right now!!!!

 

Coolangatta RSL beach

Gold FM is playing, I order a Wild Oasts Pinto Grigio, buy a $1 bar raffle ticket and spend the first 25 mins watching the surfers paddle in for home, catching those last waves in – black silhouettes all peacefully bobbing in the water. (Not sure they got the memo that’s sharks are hungry at Dusk but then again these are the hard core local surfer variety – not your peace and love namaste hippy surfers). There are people running on the board walk, grommets still in their wet suits skate boarding (presumably waiting for dad to come in from a surf) and a small girl (about 8 years old) just playing on the beach by herself (hmm, I’m not sure about this but I kept an eye out for her)  So peaceful, and it reconfirms to me that I have to live by the water. It makes me feel so content and at ease. I am such a water baby.

So anyway I am distracted by all the beauty.

Today Kath (ace chick I work with) were at the airport waiting for her flight home. We sat outside for a quick vino to recap on the last 2 days of work and we noticed this chick sitting at the next table. She was all legs, had on the tightest dress ever, puppies (aka boobs) popping out to say hi to all passers by and long brown hair flicked to one side. Honestly, either trash / trannie or South American exotic hottie. You know the type (by the way I’m not judging – I’m trying to paint a non-judgmental picture). There she was on her own having a beer (a schooner mind you not just a glass) and Kath and I immediately said “you go girl” to each other.  I then told Kath about my OBST challenge and how my fears of people’s judgments bought this challenge on AND my absolute surprise and excitement that both our immediate response was how great / brave we thought this chick was sitting there having a beer on her own.

Is this how you would define “you go girl”?  Progress Lyn, progress already!

It was short lived when, 5 mins later an older, short panted man, ‘Harry high pants‘ guy walked up, squeezed her butt, sculled her beer and then pashed her. They then walked off giggling – with her hot legs and South American accent.

I really enjoyed sitting there and just letting thoughts come in and out of my head – the thoughts were mostly around hot surfers, moving up here, my work (tried to minimize these thoughts) my run tomorrow morning and this challenge. I was ready to chat to people though, anyone really but no one was close enough to strike up a conversation without looking like a weirdo as i would have to walk over to their table and ask to join them. Not even a waitress / waiter (it was a line up to get a drink or order food kinda scenario). Shame I was ready to chat and I was writing less. I’m getting the hang of this – writing less, sculling less, paying more attention to what’s around me and open to chat.

Coolangatta RSL

 

3 OBST down and ready to chat.

By the way the 8 year old girl playing on the beach at dusk was finally joined by her mum, dad and brother (maybe 12) who were 3 of those black silhouettes paddling in from a surf. It was really cool, actually, to see as they then came under the balcony and said hi to the table sitting next to me. Obviously there were a few people keeping their eye on the girl – how great to see old style community trust and everyone watching out for each other without fear or paranoia.

You should move here love, this place is heaven.

Gotta fly.  Lufffffff you XXXXX

Sonya’s ‘Bar stool for one, please’ – week 2

Sonya’s ‘Bar stool for one, please’ – week 2

This is week 2 of Sonya’s challenge to spend the next 8 weeks hitting a bar on her own, something she’s never done before because she’s always been afraid of what people think of her.  The style of these pieces is very personal, basically like a personal email to me….complete with some good old, heavy Australian slang…so it’s a travel, cultural and lifestyle piece of sorts.  Read here for the introduction.  Please comment below…your thoughts are encouraging. Hi Luv One Bar Stool Thanks – mark 2. Last night I thought I would go local and try a One Bar Stool Thanks in my hood. Not sure why, as it filled me with dread… Continue Reading

Vignette #5 – The Little Lucky Cafe; Bacchus Marsh, Victoria

Vignette #5 – The Little Lucky Cafe; Bacchus Marsh, Victoria

 This is the last of my Vignette series for my trip home to Melbourne. I do hope you’re enticed to explore. BACCHUS MARSH Bacchus Marsh or, affectionately known as ‘The Marsh’ by some locals is only 50km outside of Melbourne city.  It’s an easy, and painless drive up the western freeway and a gorgeous little jaunt into the country that you don’t have to commit an entire day to. It offers a beautiful, tree lined boulevard for your arrival and fresh farm stands that have tucked themselves between the gigantic tree trunks.  Melbournians who live out west, go to Bacchus Marsh to get farm fresh fruit and vegetables.  It’s dotted with… Continue Reading

Vignette #4 – Daylesford, Victoria

Vignette #4 – Daylesford, Victoria

As part of my Vignette series, I feature bite sized moments in my home town of Melbourne and its surrounding areas.  This post features a quaint little town called Daylesford, a little over an hour out of the city. DAYLESFORD On my way back from Ballarat I made a last minute decision to take the exit off the highway to Daylesford.  Daylesford is well known for it’s holistic lifestyle due in part to the natural Hepburn springs that it’s built around.  You’ll easily run into an organic cafe or a yoga class or a day spa that you can visit, healing is what this town is all about. It was… Continue Reading

Vignette #3 – A home among the Gum trees, country Victoria.

Vignette #3 – A home among the Gum trees, country Victoria.

For this post in my “Vignette” series, I head out to country Victoria and show a few snippets of some ubiquitous Australian sights and feature a few quaint little cafe’s that I recommend (and some I don’t) “Give me a home among the gum trees, with lots of plum trees.  A sheep or two a ka-kangaroo a clothes line out the back.  Vernada out the front and an old rocking chair……” Heading out into country Victoria always makes me want to sing the famous Australian bush song “A home among the gum trees” (I have this weird habit of singing obvious songs to myself about the situations I am in. … Continue Reading

Vignette #2 – Unplanned days, a lesson in slang and Melbourne style.

Vignette #2 – Unplanned days, a lesson in slang and Melbourne style.

As part of my “Vignette” series, below is a typical Sunday afternoon in Melbourne.  With a full day of sunshine, a rarity in Melbourne, we basked and ate in all that Melbourne has to offer. Melbournians are sluts for good weather, it’s no joke.  When you hear the term “Four seasons in a day”, people aren’t kidding around.  Experiencing, what feels like, all the seasons in one day is a common weather pattern in Melbourne, which is quite likely the reason for our eclectic style (one needs layers).  So, when the sun comes pouring out for a consistently good portion of the day, Melbourne spreads its legs.  Doors fling wide… Continue Reading

Vignette #1 – San Telmo restaurant

Vignette #1 – San Telmo restaurant

For this post in my “Vignette” series on Melbourne I discover, and highly recommend, a great restaurant tucked away in one of the famous lane-ways of Melbourne. SAN TELMO – Restaurant. My mate Sonya and I had decided to check out a show at the comedy festival while it was on.  We were looking forward to a good dinner and a glass of wine beforehand and we had chosen a restaurant which is an old favorite; Bar Lourinha.  It’s a postage stamp sized tapas and wine bar that sports one long communal high table and a bar downstairs (I think they have dinning upstairs too but I’ve never been up… Continue Reading

Vignette’s – Melbourne Style

Vignette’s – Melbourne Style

One of my favorite cities in the world is my hometown of Melbourne.  After spending the past two and half months in India, I decided to make a 5 week long pit-stop home to Australia before heading back to the States. Melbourne has been voted the most livable city in the world countless times, and it’s where I grew up, but these little facts aren’t much without the specifics.  I love it because it is always on the move culturally and its progressive sense of style runs through everything from architecture, to fashion to innovative cuisine. Melbourne is less focused on flashy glitz than its sister city; Sydney and if… Continue Reading