Yay for Mudgee!!!! Basically Mudgee seemed like the most hick place in the history of mankind ever (keep in mind how my sense of hick has been skewed now that I'm a city girl... Mudgee is equal in size to Weyburn) This was the best exchange weekend so far.
First explanations, then pictures, 'cause I'm too lazy to make the pictures go in order.
Friday day I got to Mudgee. We just had practice for the dinner and then there was the actual dinner. It was a full blazer affair and I, Elizabeth King, wore high heels (because I've been judged on my wearing of thongs) So thanks Sam for the heels! They only killed my feet a little bit. We had a lamb BBQ and watch the Brazil GSE team presentation. For our presentation Ylva and Hilda danced and then we did the Gum Tree Song. Then there was a mini-bush dance that wasn't as good as our Umina one, but not bad. After the dinner we went back to the hotel. The exchangies were scattered. I had Julie and Doriane in my room and Kirk was also in our hotel. So we all hung out in our room until about 330.
Then Saturday morning I was on panel for general discussion. It was hypothetical situation and we had to figure out if we would bribe the officials so we could get tents waterproofed with religious pig fat to the islanders hurt by the cyclone (yeah!!!) Then in the afternoon they took us exchangies an hour out of Mudgee and we went canoeing. Rebekka and I went in the opposite direction of everyone else and eventually Johnny and Niklas floated our way too. We connected out canoes and just relaxed. Good thing we were on our side of the river 'cause up the other end Kirk, Rasa, and Stephan were tipping everyone's canoes. That would've particularly sucked for me as I had my camera in my pocket. But we didn't get tipped, just a bit of sunburn.
Saturday night was the big banquet. It was Internationally themed so each club had to pick a country. Carlingford was Ghana because one of our members is from there and has heaps of traditional costumes. Senni's club won best costumes, and rightfully so. Another good night of entertainment by some group called Pot-Pourri and another dance. Can I just say the best kind of Rotarian is a moderately drunk Rotarian? The bus ride back was wicked amusing. Then Saturday night we had Julie, Doriane, Kirk, Jade, Stephan, and I hanging out in our room until 230.
This morning was just some speakers. Kirk, Doriane and I walked into Mudgee (instead of listening to one speaker) and bought Mudgee badges. Then home time.
Rebekka
Carlingford
club as
Ghana
Senni's club
went as
Antarctica! :)
Kirk's
costume
Ermo was
inflatable
:P
Niklas
whenst
we were
canoeing
Our club
flag
created
for
conference
Julie, me,
and Karina
(check
the
shoes)
Hilda
Niklas
Moritz,
Hilda,
Rebekka,
Karina,
me
So basically my favourite memories are Moritz giving Kirk a "wet wedgie", Jade jumping onto me, then Stephan jumping onto Jade, then basically my ankle breaking, chocolate muffins, making friends with the Macca's chick, "Ole, ole, ole ,ole", the slippery floor, "We like the party", and hitchhiking into town (Rotarians are good people)
Quote of the day is from Julie. Keep in mind we were talking about "Seinfeld": 'I like ice tea.' *blank stares*
Next exchangie thing is the safari :D :D :D
E(Liz)abeth :)