I'm moving!!!...
Two pictures from the Whitlams on Australia day.
This is from Leo's BBQ. Do you know what the sad thing is? The photographer of this picture cut Leo out. And I am slouching but only so the shorter can be seen.
Maggie, Moritz (now known as "Fritz"), and me.
And we are back at Carlo. So far there is nothing glaringly wrong with this year. Yesterday I was just dying though because the uniform isn't so great in really hot weather. But other than yesterday's heat the year is along the lines of "so far so good"
On Monday Simon, Ellie, and I went into the city. This makes two successful excursions to the city with Ellie. We went to the Aquarium and Oporto (totally worth mentioning since Simon couldn't finish his mousse) and caught a ferry back the Meadowbank. On the ferry ride back we really disturbed the peace and figured out that Ellie and I probably shouldn't be friends... but she's awesome so we'll ignore that.
And finally Leo goes home on Sunday. That sucks. There's no other way to say it. He's been the best Brazilian Carlo has ever seen. We'll be at the airport bright and early on Sunday morning to see him off. My favourite Leo memory? My second week here getting stuck in Wollstonecraft with him, Connie, and Jade (y'all remember that story) Leo called Gabba (since it was Gabba's fault we got on the wrong train) and asked in English "Can I yell at you in Portugeuse? I know more swear words." Leo, you rock!
(Please ignore Braydon)
E(Liz)abeth