<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:48:08.839+10:00</updated><category term='耶誕節  Merry X&apos;mas'/><category term='出走 to flee'/><category term='綠島行 Green Island trip'/><category term='音樂會 Concert'/><category term='過新年 Chinese New Year'/><category term='巧遇 encounter'/><category term='上班 at work'/><category term='純真 pure'/><category term='故知 old friend'/><category term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><category term='難忘 unforgettable'/><category term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><category term='愚人節 Fool’s Day'/><category term='出差 biz trip'/><category term='口試 oral exam'/><category term='助教 TA'/><category term='襪子 socks'/><category term='恣意擁抱 free hugs'/><category term='雪梨 Sydney'/><category term='金門行 Kinmen trip'/><category term='包頭，內蒙古 Baotou of Inner Mongolia'/><category term='威權 power'/><title type='text'>Ivy Ivy, the sacred Genie out of the bottle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3807455874185795093</id><published>2009-02-28T16:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:23:35.762+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>新加坡美食嚐鮮 (Sigaporean food tasting)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1576.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1576.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1575.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1575.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1579.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1579.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1577.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/047b29d31b81cfd112db60944d1c4a14/image1577.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1578.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1578.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1580.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1580.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1581.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1581.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1582.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/9720dbe2f6ea9aacbe66f3a4fa0c3f9f/image1582.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3807455874185795093?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3807455874185795093/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3807455874185795093' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3807455874185795093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3807455874185795093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigaporean-food-tasting.html' title='新加坡美食嚐鮮 (Sigaporean food tasting)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1895609876928696937</id><published>2009-02-27T16:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:16:44.107+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳洲劇 (Aussie Play)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1572.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1572.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1571.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1571.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1573.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/e30de12c571fedf6081f42ab2c55a581/image1573.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1895609876928696937?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1895609876928696937/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1895609876928696937' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1895609876928696937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1895609876928696937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/aussie-play.html' title='澳洲劇 (Aussie Play)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8977756296539691941</id><published>2009-02-27T16:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:14:48.572+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>Tulkiyan House @ Gordon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1566.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1566.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1570.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1570.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1568.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1568.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1569.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/21339074ebd5c8b5d80f5476e8cb271a/image1569.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8977756296539691941?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8977756296539691941/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8977756296539691941' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8977756296539691941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8977756296539691941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/tulkiyan-house-gordon.html' title='Tulkiyan House @ Gordon'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4307141481664695772</id><published>2009-02-26T16:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:19:35.172+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳洲國慶卻心懸工作？ (Australian National Day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4307141481664695772?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4307141481664695772/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4307141481664695772' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4307141481664695772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4307141481664695772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/australian-national-day.html' title='澳洲國慶卻心懸工作？ (Australian National Day)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5695239343465005950</id><published>2009-02-24T16:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:08:24.784+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>相視一嚇 (scared into each other's eyes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5695239343465005950?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5695239343465005950/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5695239343465005950' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5695239343465005950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5695239343465005950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/scared-into-each-others-eyes.html' title='相視一嚇 (scared into each other&apos;s eyes)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-612121385101294299</id><published>2009-02-23T16:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:10:12.908+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>開學熙熙攘攘 (A bustle week at the Uni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/c37f3d7d09fca5d903e2a68144bb5868/image1839.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/c37f3d7d09fca5d903e2a68144bb5868/image1839.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-612121385101294299?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/612121385101294299/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=612121385101294299' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/612121385101294299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/612121385101294299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/bustle-week-at-uni.html' title='開學熙熙攘攘 (A bustle week at the Uni)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5078564527793008055</id><published>2009-02-21T13:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:19:52.003+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>維多利亞大火慈善音樂會 (Opera House for Vic bushfire)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeY94SyOI/AAAAAAAAEik/EOOb6lFZUHI/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870850_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeY94SyOI/AAAAAAAAEik/EOOb6lFZUHI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870850_edited.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZaIWzSI/AAAAAAAAEis/Y2VD2BctoRo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870849_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="174" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZaIWzSI/AAAAAAAAEis/Y2VD2BctoRo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870849_edited.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZcWcyTI/AAAAAAAAEi0/atuALdD0Y8Q/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870851_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZcWcyTI/AAAAAAAAEi0/atuALdD0Y8Q/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870851_edited.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZtAKzNI/AAAAAAAAEi8/QADR7gdEZRo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870852_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeZtAKzNI/AAAAAAAAEi8/QADR7gdEZRo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870852_edited.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5078564527793008055?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5078564527793008055/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5078564527793008055' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5078564527793008055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5078564527793008055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/opear-house-for-vic-bushfire.html' title='維多利亞大火慈善音樂會 (Opera House for Vic bushfire)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWeY94SyOI/AAAAAAAAEik/EOOb6lFZUHI/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870850_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6955141982369256451</id><published>2009-02-19T13:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:17:58.755+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>開學了！(O-Week @ SUV)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrjVf5DI/AAAAAAAAEjk/R3_dUl_yVdM/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrjVf5DI/AAAAAAAAEjk/R3_dUl_yVdM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfri0VWgI/AAAAAAAAEjs/WS2OfM7jkvA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfri0VWgI/AAAAAAAAEjs/WS2OfM7jkvA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrz5dkSI/AAAAAAAAEj0/p37r7NAm0i0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrz5dkSI/AAAAAAAAEj0/p37r7NAm0i0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrw9ODtI/AAAAAAAAEj8/6BKrLrOIhn8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="158" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrw9ODtI/AAAAAAAAEj8/6BKrLrOIhn8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870845.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6955141982369256451?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6955141982369256451/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6955141982369256451' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6955141982369256451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6955141982369256451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-week-suv_22.html' title='開學了！(O-Week @ SUV)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWfrjVf5DI/AAAAAAAAEjk/R3_dUl_yVdM/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1264223387346974963</id><published>2009-02-15T14:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:08:29.933+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>歐洲影展週 (European Films Festival)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWdULJ9IJI/AAAAAAAAEiU/_mG6kGFM5xM/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="162" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWdULJ9IJI/AAAAAAAAEiU/_mG6kGFM5xM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870841.jpg" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWdUKWNGHI/AAAAAAAAEic/NFqLSXhbcgw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWdUKWNGHI/AAAAAAAAEic/NFqLSXhbcgw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870842.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1264223387346974963?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1264223387346974963/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1264223387346974963' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1264223387346974963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1264223387346974963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/european-films-festival.html' title='歐洲影展週 (European Films Festival)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ScWdULJ9IJI/AAAAAAAAEiU/_mG6kGFM5xM/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1701663374270413881</id><published>2009-02-14T15:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:49:02.054+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>影評：貧民百萬富翁 (Movie review: Slumdog Millionaire)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/8f23e816a526dcc99a50ec9ed8bd29ae/image1676.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/8f23e816a526dcc99a50ec9ed8bd29ae/image1676.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://localhost:3080/8f23e816a526dcc99a50ec9ed8bd29ae/image1677.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://localhost:3080/8f23e816a526dcc99a50ec9ed8bd29ae/image1677.jpg?size=160' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this on 2009’s Valentine Day, with a Belgian neurologist. I still remember, it was an unstable day with rain and sunshine come up by turns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We firstly had a long walk from our places to The Rocks to enjoy Belgian coffee and dark chocolates. In the afternoon, she proposed to see a movie at the Dendy in Circular Quay. I agreed. Then she soon picked Slumdog Millionaire as it’s said to be very famous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing that all seats were taken and all the audience quite enjoyed as most of them seemed not believing the life in India like that before… or I may be wrong? Anyhow, the scene wasn’t strange to me as I read about it quite a lot before, and it’s just a small part of this world. Too many ppl are struggling to live every day… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that movie, it’s not just about the cleverness and/or luck of that young boy, or about his miserable childhood. I saw his determination toward true love to the girl he cherishes so much. He never changed his mind and kept searching her no matter how she has changed/moved without her willingness. He’s so persistent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of looking for the soul mate for life doesn’t only exist in so-called western/developed society with the romantic and beautiful aura. It stays where the heart decides so, no matter who you are. Then, dare you give it a bet/try?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1701663374270413881?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1701663374270413881/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1701663374270413881' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1701663374270413881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1701663374270413881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-review-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='影評：貧民百萬富翁 (Movie review: Slumdog Millionaire)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3883753903446293347</id><published>2009-02-02T16:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:01:20.909+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>半夜與大蜘蛛抗戰！ (Fight with the super big spider at midnight!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3883753903446293347?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3883753903446293347/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3883753903446293347' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3883753903446293347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3883753903446293347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/fight-with-super-big-spider-at-midnight.html' title='半夜與大蜘蛛抗戰！ (Fight with the super big spider at midnight!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3258941741731781951</id><published>2009-02-01T15:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:59:59.983+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>墨爾本澳網公開賽冠亞賽 (Australian Open: final, in Mel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3258941741731781951?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3258941741731781951/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3258941741731781951' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3258941741731781951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3258941741731781951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/australian-open-final-in-mel.html' title='墨爾本澳網公開賽冠亞賽 (Australian Open: final, in Mel)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3302671094115699602</id><published>2009-01-17T15:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:43:39.243+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>雪梨節慶 (Sydney Festival)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yFXScLI/AAAAAAAAEhw/h7QbkFVhT2k/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870833_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yFXScLI/AAAAAAAAEhw/h7QbkFVhT2k/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870833_edited.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yfTNY-I/AAAAAAAAEh4/QLKCn8u1xic/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870840_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yfTNY-I/AAAAAAAAEh4/QLKCn8u1xic/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870840_edited.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yi2auHI/AAAAAAAAEiA/WaKzTAjyczE/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870834_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="187" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yi2auHI/AAAAAAAAEiA/WaKzTAjyczE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870834_edited.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1y0xjv-I/AAAAAAAAEiI/Xv33zw1IvJI/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870835_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="184" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1y0xjv-I/AAAAAAAAEiI/Xv33zw1IvJI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870835_edited.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3302671094115699602?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3302671094115699602/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3302671094115699602' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3302671094115699602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3302671094115699602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/sydney-festival.html' title='雪梨節慶 (Sydney Festival)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/Sbs1yFXScLI/AAAAAAAAEhw/h7QbkFVhT2k/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870833_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4203169091155759364</id><published>2009-01-12T16:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:40:09.881+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>新年交換禮 (New Year gift exchange)</title><content type='html'>When I back to the office for a splashy mind and face, I offered one of the most famous “pineapple cake” from Taiwan. In return from a Japanese colleague, he gave a small-but-pretty pack of “Japanese rice cake”. It looked lovely and I hardly can open it up for eating…  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNaCVrlw6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/eLnre5ayQD0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870829_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNaCVrlw6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/eLnre5ayQD0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870829_edited.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNaCzkOQyI/AAAAAAAAEhk/gqhakAaBOZ0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870830_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNaCzkOQyI/AAAAAAAAEhk/gqhakAaBOZ0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870830_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4203169091155759364?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4203169091155759364/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4203169091155759364' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4203169091155759364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4203169091155759364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-year-gift-exchange.html' title='新年交換禮 (New Year gift exchange)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNaCVrlw6I/AAAAAAAAEhc/eLnre5ayQD0/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870829_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2040762943064610533</id><published>2009-01-02T16:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:37:09.490+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>家人新年慶賀 (Family gathering)</title><content type='html'>In the past, when the New Year comes, we usually go for some nice restaurant for dining over the weekend. This year is no exception. We still chose TASTY as we really cant eat much and the price is reasonable. More important of all, they update their menu every season. We quite like that for we tend to look for new and novelty things, in food in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNZSZUTjXI/AAAAAAAAEhM/e3fWbSI1e0M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNZSZUTjXI/AAAAAAAAEhM/e3fWbSI1e0M/s160/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNZSmFn11I/AAAAAAAAEhU/iO9DYer0gMc/s1600-h/0_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNZSmFn11I/AAAAAAAAEhU/iO9DYer0gMc/s160/0_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister now is fond of taking pics with her mobile so you can see most of my family in this pic. She’s usually called Korean or Japanese by her unfamiliar/new friends. Roy, the youngest, goes to the Military Academy for his BSc. My mum, once to be perceived as Mongolian by a little girl, is still the same with her lots of energy and wisdom. My dad is planning his 2nd book. I remember our grand-grand-grand mum on my dad’s side was Japanese. So, I am actually 1/16 Japanese. Is it a good thing or not? I don’t know.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2040762943064610533?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2040762943064610533/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2040762943064610533' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2040762943064610533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2040762943064610533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-gathering.html' title='家人新年慶賀 (Family gathering)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNZSZUTjXI/AAAAAAAAEhM/e3fWbSI1e0M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3206492543811194928</id><published>2008-12-31T16:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:33:58.371+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>友誼長存 (Friendship lasts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYjyeKmUI/AAAAAAAAEgs/FphJ6-efETI/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870814_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="175" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYjyeKmUI/AAAAAAAAEgs/FphJ6-efETI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870814_edited.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkILBFjI/AAAAAAAAEg0/z7FAVhsTolM/s1600-h/%E5%9C%96%E7%89%872_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="165" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkILBFjI/AAAAAAAAEg0/z7FAVhsTolM/s160/%E5%9C%96%E7%89%872_edited.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Little Fish” has always been my “hidden friend” since high school time. She’s now a high school teacher in Chinese back home. After graduation, I always completed my further study in Taipei as she moved to Kaohsiung for a while. Now she’s back to Taipei County. We meet regularly, probably every half of a year. However, things have changed, I mean, yearly meeting from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I am just like the migratory bird, making her able to see me once in a while. I must admit that, before then, I never realized she could be such a very good friend of mine. She always remembers me and my birthday. No matter how far I am away from her, she always knows how to send the post/card and gifts to me, every time, just in time. I am actually touched by this as more too often; all my friends come and go, without saying any good-bye. That made me upset and disappointed. Gradually, I no longer care, the friendship. To be honest, I dislike it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I am overseas for long. “Little Fish” still sent me over the postcard with the old fashioned style. I know, she wants me to remember how it was in my hometown, however even in my generation, we never experienced that. This card is made of wood so I particularly cherish it with careful storage on my bookshelf. Sweet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkZuqrgI/AAAAAAAAEg8/XKMaowHCwtE/s1600-h/M%26S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 178px" height="193" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkZuqrgI/AAAAAAAAEg8/XKMaowHCwtE/s160/M%26S.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkftto3I/AAAAAAAAEhE/QEMDxHeUZ-g/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870824_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="188" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYkftto3I/AAAAAAAAEhE/QEMDxHeUZ-g/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870824_edited.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving, another good friend originally from AU, Judy, gave me the whole set of bath ware and some electric tool for travel use. They are mainly from Mark &amp;amp; Spencer in Taipei last year before closing. Now it’s just history as they moved back to the UK. And I just found it interesting to keep certain pics. :-P&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3206492543811194928?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3206492543811194928/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3206492543811194928' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3206492543811194928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3206492543811194928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship-lasts.html' title='友誼長存 (Friendship lasts)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SbNYjyeKmUI/AAAAAAAAEgs/FphJ6-efETI/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870814_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6494244530027569432</id><published>2008-12-20T15:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:07:22.702+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>公部門的歡慶 (Lights of City Hall)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJynmQVkI/AAAAAAAAEgA/H8d_TAv3s6M/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870807_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="152" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJynmQVkI/AAAAAAAAEgA/H8d_TAv3s6M/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870807_edited.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyiTAzeI/AAAAAAAAEgI/K9gVI_U_3J4/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870808_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 139px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyiTAzeI/AAAAAAAAEgI/K9gVI_U_3J4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870808_edited.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the yearly celebration and activity when the end of the year comes. All the lights will be enlighted for all office buildings in the public sector including Town Hall, Parliment... of course, colours change by turns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyuS6IuI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/qj87jCEKXno/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870809_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 157px" height="142" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyuS6IuI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/qj87jCEKXno/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870809_edited.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyzFoMaI/AAAAAAAAEgY/h5gfQgnjF3o/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870810_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 158px" height="143" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJyzFoMaI/AAAAAAAAEgY/h5gfQgnjF3o/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870810_edited.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6494244530027569432?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6494244530027569432/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6494244530027569432' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6494244530027569432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6494244530027569432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/lights-of-city-hall.html' title='公部門的歡慶 (Lights of City Hall)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoJynmQVkI/AAAAAAAAEgA/H8d_TAv3s6M/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870807_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8499254740061785020</id><published>2008-12-20T14:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:02:07.004+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>市中心耶誕歡慶 (Carols @ The Domain)</title><content type='html'>This is my 1st time with the public to hear beautiful carols... one of my dreams toward Xmas! It doesnt matter that we dont know each other. We were there to relax and have fun! Simply bring your blanket and food with you, then be early to get a place with your beloved family or friends. Of course, you can always know new ppl either thru your friends or just strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFJ3Io42I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/vya6KIyc2fQ/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870800_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="195" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFJ3Io42I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/vya6KIyc2fQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870800_edited.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKIoy88I/AAAAAAAAEfY/4OAgzw8SLns/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870801_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="189" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKIoy88I/AAAAAAAAEfY/4OAgzw8SLns/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870801_edited.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Carols started with fireworks and bats. Yes, the bats! So sad that I didnt see the brave batman for Syd! Ha! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKOHsbbI/AAAAAAAAEfg/h2VdmmwOMjc/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870802_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="125" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKOHsbbI/AAAAAAAAEfg/h2VdmmwOMjc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870802_edited.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKLTYKwI/AAAAAAAAEfo/tzmgb0Mdkdk/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870803_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFKLTYKwI/AAAAAAAAEfo/tzmgb0Mdkdk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870803_edited.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irene was cool to get a small space for us to squeeze in, with a young but not-so-friendly family. Anyway, the mother was just a bit mean to other ppl, not us, as they were with babies and kids. In front of them were a rather young couple with the guy's sister. He's cute! I reckon he's just in college with his sweet GF. Yes, the much younger sister was their "bulb" . Oh... come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFioMHKlI/AAAAAAAAEf4/UCYRAKQ850w/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870806_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308061203271461458" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFioMHKlI/AAAAAAAAEf4/UCYRAKQ850w/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870806_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFifw-R3I/AAAAAAAAEfw/NKsgtVcQ0rA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870804_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308061201010149234" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFifw-R3I/AAAAAAAAEfw/NKsgtVcQ0rA/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870804_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8499254740061785020?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8499254740061785020/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8499254740061785020' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8499254740061785020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8499254740061785020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/03/carols-domain.html' title='市中心耶誕歡慶 (Carols @ The Domain)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SaoFJ3Io42I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/vya6KIyc2fQ/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870800_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-339836846963222378</id><published>2008-12-19T12:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:55:52.777+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>在雪梨過生日 (My 1st BDay @ Syd!)</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning, I walked to the office like usual days. Kristine shared the same BDay with me. I was still planning the day for her only… just when I entered; she came to me directly and gave a bunch of sun flowers! What a surprise! All my life up to now, none a guy has ever given me one. Sometimes I really doubt whether I am actually a man. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGQofLAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/kDlhAvTDrik/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGQofLAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/kDlhAvTDrik/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGbjiv9I/AAAAAAAAEeo/T2b9QhAQ4YE/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGbjiv9I/AAAAAAAAEeo/T2b9QhAQ4YE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Kristine handed me the card signed by all colleagues from my division and a voucher from the Institute. So happy with those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I went out for dinner with Silvia, a girl at my age from Guatemala, @ Sanctuary Hotel. Amazingly… it’s not expensive at all! So we had some simple dishes with noodles and fish, plus, a gall of champagne. Cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGj2AZcI/AAAAAAAAEew/Wwa-jbPvMsA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870795_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGj2AZcI/AAAAAAAAEew/Wwa-jbPvMsA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870795_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGrf246I/AAAAAAAAEe4/0tteQJwIRBg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870797_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGrf246I/AAAAAAAAEe4/0tteQJwIRBg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870797_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a lot as if we were old old friends already. What’s more, I saw  my favourite drawing hanging inside!! As we didn’t want to act as tourists, we didn’t take a photo of it, but US!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-339836846963222378?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/339836846963222378/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=339836846963222378' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/339836846963222378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/339836846963222378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-1st-bday-syd.html' title='在雪梨過生日 (My 1st BDay @ Syd!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SZeSGQofLAI/AAAAAAAAEeg/kDlhAvTDrik/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2317059677486442689</id><published>2008-12-17T13:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:08:31.223+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳裔007：量子危機 (Aussie 007: Quantum of Solace)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYUD-LGAz1I/AAAAAAAAEeM/xhTl7bNJrY0/s1600-h/qos-wallpaper-6-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYUD-LGAz1I/AAAAAAAAEeM/xhTl7bNJrY0/s160/qos-wallpaper-6-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily I got the free tickets for 2 on Quantum of Solace. Sadly I was still single. Happily Irene agreed to accompany me. Surprisingly it’s with Gold Class! We stayed at the Gold class bar to chill out a bit and then were led to the special movie room to luxuriously enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie room, there were only tens of seats. All were like sofas, and you can easily to change the seat to lie down and lift your legs. It’s really cosy! Also, they provided us with a bag of info, chips, chocolate and water… what a great night! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYUD-Xgp_7I/AAAAAAAAEeU/0WChGZVwTt8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870792_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYUD-Xgp_7I/AAAAAAAAEeU/0WChGZVwTt8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870792_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Daniel Craig is suitable for the role but maybe he could be more elegant and showed more charm acting as 007. You know, 007 is always a perfect and mysterious man. :-P&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2317059677486442689?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2317059677486442689/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2317059677486442689' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2317059677486442689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2317059677486442689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/02/007-aussie-007-quantum-of-solace_01.html' title='澳裔007：量子危機 (Aussie 007: Quantum of Solace)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYUD-LGAz1I/AAAAAAAAEeM/xhTl7bNJrY0/s72-c/qos-wallpaper-6-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1297954411524283955</id><published>2008-12-15T22:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:59:14.484+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>Monet exhibition &amp; JP art @ NSW Art Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUx1w301-7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/oREnksnzRa4/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870791_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUx1w301-7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/oREnksnzRa4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870791_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1297954411524283955?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1297954411524283955/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1297954411524283955' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1297954411524283955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1297954411524283955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/moent-exhibition-jp-art-nsw-art-museum.html' title='Monet exhibition &amp; JP art @ NSW Art Museum'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUx1w301-7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/oREnksnzRa4/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870791_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-9096015019286283084</id><published>2008-12-13T16:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:43:13.551+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>放輕鬆！(Just relax!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPhM_0zH4I/AAAAAAAAEd0/qPLGl-V4bpw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPhM_0zH4I/AAAAAAAAEd0/qPLGl-V4bpw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s another Saturday. I remembered during last week I saw the bottle of ginger beer in the fridge in the Store on my way to the office in one morning. I didn’t buy at that time so I decided to get one today. As all my friends may know, I hate everything related to ginger. I know it’s bit incredible for non-Asians. Well, this is who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that during one weekend Craig invited Candice, Hisatomi and me to his house for a BBQ? On that say, he insisted me on trying the ginger beer only made in Australia. I finally agreed in front of the public. As I sipped, OMG, it’s very good! Better than I had expected! It didn’t taste like with any ginger flavor! So today, I just bought one to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked into the Store, I was happy to see Rory again as I didn’t see him last weekend. So I questioned him. Somehow he was irritated a bit, “Nowhere! I was just here. Where else can I go?” What? I was showing my concern only! You don’t need to get upset on me! I am not your boss! Suddenly he found himself too over, and then he loosened his face immediately. “So, what are you up to on holiday?” “Oh… will go back to see my family for 3 weeks.” …blabla… “See you!!” “(I was bit不耐煩ing) yep..yep…” Then I resolutely and quickly left once all the action of shopping finished.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To be frank, when I was almost buttom up the ginger beer, I found it's better to drink half a time as til the end I was overwhelmed by the yuck smell after drinking the whole bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-9096015019286283084?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/9096015019286283084/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=9096015019286283084' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9096015019286283084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9096015019286283084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-relax.html' title='放輕鬆！(Just relax!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPhM_0zH4I/AAAAAAAAEd0/qPLGl-V4bpw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6858934691523364106</id><published>2008-12-10T12:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:43:09.288+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>王子病現身？(There showed up the “symptom of prince”?)</title><content type='html'>It is the routine GSM, once a month, in the city office. I went with Rochelle and other girls. 7 of us squeezed into a big big taxi…wow! Just in time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, it’s only 10 mins to go for the meeting. There were already all staff eating and chatting with each other. When I walked into the kitchen, I felt a huge piece of shadow covered my eyesight. Suddenly Ravi called my name, “Hi, Ivy! How’s going?” “I am fine, but just a little bit worried.” “Why?” “I am thinking of building the ACCESS database for my project, you know, as we don’t have much money on that… to have a web-based one…” “Oh, you cant get the cost down?” “No. Do you have any other good idea? Do you know how to build the ACCESS database?” “No, sorry. I never did one…(then he quickly turned to L, who was quite enjoying his sandwich and still showed the unpleasant face…) do you know how?” “No.” “Never mind. I will try to figure it out myself… (I was shaking my head a bit…) I am heading for some food. Talk to you later.” ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was browsing all the sandwiches at the right side of the long table and trying to determine to get one for myself, again, the long and huge shadow was trying to cover my eyesight again. What the hell was it? When it came to right in front of me, it’s him, L, who is always trying to act as if he were a handsome prince to welcome all the girls around. That’s funny… I wasn’t in mood at that moment… “Picking sandwiches?” “Yep, do you recommend any one of it?” “Um…I only tried this. For others, I don’t know.” “Ok, then I will just try and see whether it tastes good or not. If it doesn’t taste good, I will kill you.” “(showing the frightened face expression) ……” “So, did you have a good morning?” “Oh, yes…blabla… maybe we can go to the other side for the talk? It’s not so good to talk over the food.” “Yep, I agree. I am also thinking of it as well.” So, we both moved to the corner. I knew, again, all eyes were on us. What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So…” “Um, can you wait for me a min? I want to take back my bag?” “Yep, sure. No problem at all.” “Coz I don’t trust anyone…” “You don’t trust anyone, either? I never trust anyone.” “No, ppl told me that I shouldn’t trust anyone here. My laptop was stolen weeks ago.” “What? You computer was stolen? Here in Sydney?” “Well, yep, in my place.” “Did you catch the thief?” “No.” “OMG! Then did you get a new one for yourself?” “Oh, yes.”… “So, what were you doing before?” “Me? Well, I just finished my BA and MSc. Then I turned to be a TA for 1 yr. After that, I came here.” “Wait! How old are you?” “Haha…I will be 26 next week.” “Wow! You study so fast!” “Yep… I guess it’s coz I love studying…” “Ok, then what are you going to do afterwards?” “Will see then. It’s still a long time to go. At least I always know what to do.” “You always know?” “Yes, well… 99% sure about that?” “Ha! Then what’s the 1 % of unsure?” “Well, it’s about the place. I haven’t found a place that I can all home. I want to travel all over the world and then decide where to stay maybe for the rest of life… what about you? What are you going to do afterwards?” “Well, I don’t know, maybe just 50% sure.” “Ok, then what’s 50%?” (He was blushing, when looking at me…) “You know, I can go back to finish my BSc, and maybe find a job. Or, I can go to a MSc, either in GE or Syd. Or, I want to take some sailing course.” “Wow! That’s pretty cool! You have many options.” “But I guess I need to go back to complete my BSc…?” “Yes, you have to.” “Then why do you come here?” “Well, it’s about my brother. He has some relationships with here, so I just come… (whispering…) XXX, a GE company, you know?” “No, I don’t know.” “It’s famous!” “……” “Well, it’s only in GE anyway.” I just shrugged my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it’s time for the meeting now. We were pushed to move. Suddenly Dan showed up and was trying to block our way. I knew. When we started our conversation, he stared at us far from another corner in this room. So, L just smiled at him and looked directly at him as well. “Hello, L! How are you?” “I am good, and you?” “um……” the facilitator was yelling, “Would you all please move to the meeting room now?” I replied, “Oh, yes, yes. We will. Sorry!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want to sit in the back?” “No! I don’t want to sit in the back! I want to go to the front seats…” “What? But you are so tall, you may cover others… ok, never mind.” Then we moved to the middle seats. As it’s just as usual for Robyn to announce new staff, he’s nervous and I reckoned he must have practiced the way to show up in mind over and over again. At the same time, he’s worried about the plate on his legs coz he didn’t know how to place it. It’s actually a very easy thing to do. I don’t know why he could be so stupid. So just at that very moment he stood up when his named called, I quickly held up his plate as it seemed to fell to my direction. Then after he smiled and waved to the public, I quickly turned him back the plate when he sat down. All were just within 30 sec! I didn’t say anything but I reckoned he must have been very surprised at my perfect action for that…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6858934691523364106?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6858934691523364106/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6858934691523364106' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6858934691523364106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6858934691523364106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-showed-up-symptom-of-prince.html' title='王子病現身？(There showed up the “symptom of prince”?)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-68963994251292086</id><published>2008-12-09T00:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:35:25.989+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>電影評論：澳洲 (Movie comment on “Australia)</title><content type='html'>Some people say it’s a love story while some people say it’s a historical story. There are still some other people say it a soap opera as most people will say it’s a mix of love, history and race in 1939. To tell what this really is, I guess many people would agree it’s a promotional movie of Aussie with Nicole Kidman’s well performance and Hugh Jackman’s oomph. &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ST5zTHTAaXI/AAAAAAAAEaE/4H-L0WvIkmE/s160/Australia_ver4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it’s more than that. I didn’t know whether the director, Mr. Baz Luhmann thought the same when his movie was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We audience easily detect the strong love affection between 2 people from the war story, just like in “Gone with the Wind” especially when Scarlet said to Rhett, “Oh, Rhett, I must have loved you for long. It’s only just I don’t know.” We also easily see the culture side as it’s totally made in Australia with the entire Aussie way. We, again, know it in the aboriginal way as it was narratived by a 12-yr-old boy. The audience are too much prejudiced by first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say, the central focus came when the boy’s grandfather threw the words, “Are you brave (enough)?” Yes, it’s all about courage! The courage comes right from the bottom of your heart. And it was to put to the proof. We see Nullah’s courage to stop 1500 cattle running to the overhanging cliff alone, and to believe people around and life of feeling belonging to nowhere. He kept the faith. We see Sarah’s courage to take up all her late-husband’s work and to take Nullah’s life more than everything else of her own. We see Drover’s courage to finally realize he actually has responsibility when he’s with Nullah and Sarah, and to stop the disturbance of black and white. Finally we see Ray’s courage to sacrifice his life in order to save all the (nothing-to-do-with-him) “mission boys”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no unacceptable plot because of inequality in social status or love shown in the movie. But there exists unevenness of time of gaining the resources, making these different people of whom they were today. Can people truly understand in between?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Australia” ends with Sarah’s whisper, “I will hear you!” But, can you, as an audience, really hear what I hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxyHokYGBI/AAAAAAAAEbw/rC5cDb8ICuU/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870790_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxyHokYGBI/AAAAAAAAEbw/rC5cDb8ICuU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870790_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxyIOnafZI/AAAAAAAAEb4/9ZZeIfuBBWs/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870788_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxyIOnafZI/AAAAAAAAEb4/9ZZeIfuBBWs/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870788_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PS: If you want me to comment on the negative aspect, I would say, some scenes could be exaggerated too much such as when Sarah saw those kangaroos.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-68963994251292086?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/68963994251292086/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=68963994251292086' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/68963994251292086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/68963994251292086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-comment-on-australia.html' title='電影評論：澳洲 (Movie comment on “Australia)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/ST5zTHTAaXI/AAAAAAAAEaE/4H-L0WvIkmE/s72-c/Australia_ver4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6677828289664113293</id><published>2008-12-07T15:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:59:09.658+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>終於！(En fin!)</title><content type='html'>According to the Astrology for SAG today, it says: Today is your day, so live it up. If it seems as if things have been rather intense lately, don't worry, they are apt to lighten up quite a bit today so feel free to be your usual jolly self. Be the one who adds humour and a good-natured feeling to the group. Your laughter will be much appreciated. Come out into the forefront of the scene. Bring things up to your level and you will find that other people will willingly join you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what a lovely day for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaXuVeNoI/AAAAAAAAEdM/WHddI_02LaY/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaXuVeNoI/AAAAAAAAEdM/WHddI_02LaY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX6OJ3GI/AAAAAAAAEdU/0DOKgPpsI_U/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX6OJ3GI/AAAAAAAAEdU/0DOKgPpsI_U/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the grocery shopping like usual. Firstly I got cute biscuits. I know! They are always good with coffee or tea! Then I moved to another shopping centre as I believed there to be more interesting stuff around. I was right! There are lots of CDs and DVDs on sale! What a December! I know it’s a celebrating month! I love it! So, I picked some classical music as usually they are expensive. I got good bargain! The young guy at the cashier smiled at me and tried to be funky. Well, he just caught my eye for one second. Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX1GUocI/AAAAAAAAEdc/uQzuYEIoQx8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX1GUocI/AAAAAAAAEdc/uQzuYEIoQx8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX2V0cAI/AAAAAAAAEdk/KS_DszRtN-Q/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaX2V0cAI/AAAAAAAAEdk/KS_DszRtN-Q/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back home, I carefully examined the cap of my milk. Yes, that’s it! When I was living in Taiwan, I always thought that there should be a good top to open. We are living in 21st century, arent we? Suppose everything should be improved to be more convenient for humans, especially in daily use! Now you can see I found it in Syd! (PS: It’s very good to buy stuff here as there are always providing different languages on the package.)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6677828289664113293?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6677828289664113293/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6677828289664113293' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6677828289664113293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6677828289664113293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/01/en-fin.html' title='終於！(En fin!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPaXuVeNoI/AAAAAAAAEdM/WHddI_02LaY/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2513420326843516953</id><published>2008-12-05T16:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:10:29.978+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>新書籤收藏 (My bookmark collection)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPcvTHIgJI/AAAAAAAAEds/N6FkRy2gcLA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPcvTHIgJI/AAAAAAAAEds/N6FkRy2gcLA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s Xmas season. Everyone is busy for packing for a holiday to get together with their family. Of course, people are busy shopping presents too. Same as I do. Surprisingly, Craig gave me a feather bookmark made in Australia. He put that into a white envelope. When I opened it, I was s0 happy as it’s one of my hobbies, collecting bookmarks!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2513420326843516953?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2513420326843516953/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2513420326843516953' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2513420326843516953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2513420326843516953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bookmark-collection.html' title='新書籤收藏 (My bookmark collection)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SYPcvTHIgJI/AAAAAAAAEds/N6FkRy2gcLA/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5933786373381162916</id><published>2008-12-03T21:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:15:42.677+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>又一電梯奇遇 (Another lift encounter)</title><content type='html'>This day, I was reckoning of some little donation to World Vision like I had done in Taiwan, so I went downstairs of my office to the small post office. It’s around 11.30 in the morning, and I reckoned I wouldn’t meet anyone I knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all in my perfect plan. However, something funny happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was stepping out of the post office, from the corner of my left eye, I saw a familiar figure popped in, just right in front of the lift. Originally, I wanted to go away, but he saw me already and didn’t move away his eyes. So, in such circumstance, I could only go to his direction, even at the same time I was still thinking of the process in the post system. Well, he’s my colleague. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello. How are you?” We both greeted at each other. “Fine, and you?” “ I am fine as well. Thank you.” When we both entered the lift, there’s another old man in behind of us. “Wow, you dyed your hair?” “Yes. (with somewhat pride)” “Let me see it clearly. Turn around.” Then he turned his back to me. I was thinking, OMG, he looked funny. “Ok, not too bad. Did you dye yourself or do to the barbershop, something like that?” “No, I went to the barbershop.” “Is that yellow?” “Yellow? You think that’s yellow? No! Don’t you think it’s brown now?” ”Brown? No, I think it’s yellow.” Suddenly he was trying to make a handsome posture but mis-pushed the emergency button in the lift. So, the bell rang immediately. I was frightened at that moment, but he seemed to be too silly to detect what’s going on around. “Listen! Did you know that you just mi-pushed the emergency button? Did you hear that?” “What? Me? Where?” “There, the yellow one.” At the time we were just like kids trying to study the reason I quickly turned to the old man. I was embarrassed and 苦笑著, “Sorry!” That old man was just smiling at both of us. I reckoned he must be thinking, “What idiots!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally our level arrived. I stepped out cautiously and waited to see whether there’s a security officer coming to ask about the ringing. Thanks heaps that it seemed no one came for that. So we continued our argument as he seemed not to let me go. “You don’t think it’s brown?” “No! It’s yellow obviously.” When he seemed to say something further, I quickly walked to Diana, our receptionist, to be the judge. “Dear Diana, we need a judge. Can you tell the colour of L’s hair?” “Um…isn’t it brown?” “See?” “Ok, I lost.” Then I turned to my door in the south side… but quickly ran to Diana, “Don’t you think it’s yellow?” “Well, yes, to some extent, it’s actually yellow…” “See?” “Oh, that must be the Sonne…bla…I mean, Sun. (with his pride again)” I just shook my head and turned to my door. Then he could only walked to his door, in the north side, as well. We both stopped a second before opening the door but soon moved forward to our office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5933786373381162916?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5933786373381162916/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5933786373381162916' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5933786373381162916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5933786373381162916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-lift-encounter.html' title='又一電梯奇遇 (Another lift encounter)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3274064279140790382</id><published>2008-11-30T21:47:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:05:44.125+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>藝術欣賞 ＆ 丹麥冰淇淋 (Art at Custom House &amp; Copenhagen icecream)</title><content type='html'>It’s another nice day. Finally, Priscilla and I were moving forward to A Selection From 'The Regal Twelve' photography by Alexia Sinclair at Customs House. It’s just very close to Circular Quay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks that Priscilla knew the place so I didn’t take the adventure this time. :-P Before going in, we saw many triangle board colored displayed in the square. We took some pictures and so did other little kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When walking in, it’s far beautiful than I had expected. I really like the artistic place for art works! Surprisingly, there were only 6 pictures and placed right at the doorway when you turn right. I prefer the Queen Christina of Sweden while Priscilla prefers Queen Marie from France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20zVCSWI/AAAAAAAAEbM/pqszdaWJ538/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0770_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279193837712066914" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20zVCSWI/AAAAAAAAEbM/pqszdaWJ538/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870770_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN21Ox-CgI/AAAAAAAAEbU/gKpZrHUATEs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0768_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279193845081180674" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN21Ox-CgI/AAAAAAAAEbU/gKpZrHUATEs/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870768_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing those special and illusionary paintings, we headed for the Contemporary Art Museum near the wharf of CQ. I am so happy to the very different art in our life. They enriched my relaxing part. So I saw a fresh and new mixture of African and European design by Yinka Shonibare MBE! He’s too cool! He set many different scenes and plots with peculiar dress design in the ancient time. It definitely meets my moon star: Aquarius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally tried the Copenhagen ice cream at CQ. I remembered that I walked past by once but on that day; I didn’t feel good to taste. So today, I requested Priscilla to try with me. The name is so cute here at Sydney and it’s not cheap. But overall, they do offer various flavors and I asked them to recommend me 2 kinds. I forgot the name for them but they did taste good. Oh! One was with honey and ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20kqVhLI/AAAAAAAAEa8/4cTQwhwCsB4/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0769_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279193833774875826" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20kqVhLI/AAAAAAAAEa8/4cTQwhwCsB4/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870769_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20_NjVbI/AAAAAAAAEbE/AGPsVyRz6Wg/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0656_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279193840901903794" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20_NjVbI/AAAAAAAAEbE/AGPsVyRz6Wg/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870656_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after going back home, I looked up her story from the Google. It’s here if you are also interested in: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_of_Sweden Amazingly, she’s also Sagittarius! However, in the picture, she looked like a genie but in the real life, she’s ok. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3274064279140790382?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3274064279140790382/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3274064279140790382' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3274064279140790382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3274064279140790382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/art-at-custom-house-copenhagen-icecream.html' title='藝術欣賞 ＆ 丹麥冰淇淋 (Art at Custom House &amp; Copenhagen icecream)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN20zVCSWI/AAAAAAAAEbM/pqszdaWJ538/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870770_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7489161590700076094</id><published>2008-11-27T20:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:31:39.516+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>感恩節 &amp; 結婚慶賀 (Thanksgiving @Martin Place &amp; for Tesy's wedding celebration!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN0sNEb7rI/AAAAAAAAEa0/g0d0rk3TLNc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0766_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279191490979688114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN0sNEb7rI/AAAAAAAAEa0/g0d0rk3TLNc/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870766_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN0sCF-K8I/AAAAAAAAEas/WofI4jx4uQM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0765_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279191488033336258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN0sCF-K8I/AAAAAAAAEas/WofI4jx4uQM/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870765_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7489161590700076094?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7489161590700076094/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7489161590700076094' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7489161590700076094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7489161590700076094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-for-tris-wedding.html' title='感恩節 &amp; 結婚慶賀 (Thanksgiving @Martin Place &amp; for Tesy&apos;s wedding celebration!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUN0sNEb7rI/AAAAAAAAEa0/g0d0rk3TLNc/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870766_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2598563410576109408</id><published>2008-11-24T19:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:29:52.813+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>那些可愛的小男生... (those lovely boys...)</title><content type='html'>Another Monday morning, I elegantly woke up and got everything ready for work as usual. I was actually a bit late today. When I walked out of my flat, 2 young boys were running toward my direction. I knew, they were late too! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were both approaching each other, I smiled and whispered, “Being late for school?” I gave the way for them. The older one stopped and said to me, “Thank you.” while the youngest kept running away. After I smiled back to him, he quickly ran away. What a polite little boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2598563410576109408?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2598563410576109408/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2598563410576109408' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2598563410576109408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2598563410576109408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/those-lovely-boys.html' title='那些可愛的小男生... (those lovely boys...)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8258916441382046899</id><published>2008-11-23T22:25:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:16:31.320+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>鋼琴獨奏在教堂！(Piano recital at church!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxxb80GuMI/AAAAAAAAEbg/GPS_i2eJEgQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxxb80GuMI/AAAAAAAAEbg/GPS_i2eJEgQ/s160/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It had been raining for 2 days. People were stuck in the house for nothing special to do. Olivia went out in the morning to help her friend out moving. In the afternoon, she phoned me to go for a piano concert suggested by her piano teacher with her. I agreed as it’s quite a while I didn’t go for piano recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pianist is actually from Ukraine. She was trained in Russia and Sydney. Now she is teaching but she accepts some students only. This means, she strictly selects her students. Wow! She’s around 28 in my generation and already has good reputation! In addition, she’s pretty as well, though she’s short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, the recital was held in the church, and we thought it’s for free. When we finally arrived, it’s more expensive than we had expected. Woho! Well, overall, it’s good. But I reckon she plays well in soft tempo even though her personality could be rather strong and rational…  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxxcJU8eTI/AAAAAAAAEbo/dTJxFiT9g6g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxxcJU8eTI/AAAAAAAAEbo/dTJxFiT9g6g/s160/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8258916441382046899?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8258916441382046899/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8258916441382046899' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8258916441382046899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8258916441382046899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-recital-at-church_20.html' title='鋼琴獨奏在教堂！(Piano recital at church!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUxxb80GuMI/AAAAAAAAEbg/GPS_i2eJEgQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1531670407021449822</id><published>2008-11-22T22:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:52:38.196+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳式黑色幽默喜劇 (Aussie black comedy!)</title><content type='html'>Candice got the free tickets to watch an Aussie black comedy: The Thank You Dinner, however, unfortunately Pierre couldn’t go with her so she turned to me. Yes, I was free that afternoon, so I happily went with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-clOH64I/AAAAAAAAEYk/d-xsnlzcu8c/s1600-h/the+thank+you+dinner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-clOH64I/AAAAAAAAEYk/d-xsnlzcu8c/s160/the+thank+you+dinner+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-c7gRtVI/AAAAAAAAEYs/86hpg31mBAE/s1600-h/the+thank+you+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-c7gRtVI/AAAAAAAAEYs/86hpg31mBAE/s160/the+thank+you+dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived early so then we went around seeing the neighbour of Kirribili, located in the north shore of Sydney. It’s actually a quiet area and beside the theatre is a beautiful lake and park. Many ppl there did the sailing and making boats on their own! How amazing! I finally SEE them in person, not just form the movies!!! Then I saw a young guy with his boat into the water… I imagined the scene seeing my family picnicking at the park and going with the boat afterwards over the weekend. Or, maybe girls stay at the blanket with books and/or music, boys go for boat. What a cosy and easy day! I told Candice about my dream, she smiled at me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-dbnVmkI/AAAAAAAAEY0/q7FDevvtooM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0756_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-dbnVmkI/AAAAAAAAEY0/q7FDevvtooM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870756_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-dj63PYI/AAAAAAAAEY8/CPLGQNORsEc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0757_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-dj63PYI/AAAAAAAAEY8/CPLGQNORsEc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870757_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aussie black comedy was really with only one actor. Candice and I were almost the youngest among the audience. The reasons could be some: 1. older ppl have more time to enjoy the drama 2. older ppl understand the content after experience some life events 3. older ppl have some money to spend some time on tickets…  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1JjnfolI/AAAAAAAAEZI/EYYPSQcsZ7c/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870758_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1JjnfolI/AAAAAAAAEZI/EYYPSQcsZ7c/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870758_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1JpxaSBI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/M2tZA4MakvE/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870759_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1JpxaSBI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/M2tZA4MakvE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870759_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the show, Candice and I talked about it a bit, I would say, even though it happened in Rose Bay, it’s actually there around the world! You just need to find it out when available! It’s more about the personality!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1531670407021449822?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1531670407021449822/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1531670407021449822' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1531670407021449822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1531670407021449822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/aussie-black-comedy.html' title='澳式黑色幽默喜劇 (Aussie black comedy!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ-clOH64I/AAAAAAAAEYk/d-xsnlzcu8c/s72-c/the+thank+you+dinner+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3716598074971334961</id><published>2008-11-20T21:36:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:34:03.161+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>Vica 的生日派對晚餐 (Vica's B-Day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUNwmA4a3aI/AAAAAAAAEak/RVnEwLz8pXw/s1600-h/n692524116_1140244_5206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279186986582334882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUNwmA4a3aI/AAAAAAAAEak/RVnEwLz8pXw/s200/n692524116_1140244_5206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was surprising that today's Vica's Bday. We actually met at the Halloween party thru our flatmates. I went with Pris while she went with Shirley, Joyce and Rachel. So we turned out to be friends, I mean, Vica and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vica called to come over to her BDay party and I happily agreed. It's my 1st time here to celebrate a friend's BDay. Of course, I would like to come! So here I also met all her friends. Some were her old ones as they were high school mates! Some she met at other parties or even on the plane! Isnt she cool? I found myself easily chatting with her old friends, especially the one next to me. She actually just got married to a Romanian! At the beginning there were only a few of us, so we started eating at this Thai restaurant as we were hungry already!   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUNwmFQtubI/AAAAAAAAEac/Awoa7w5PjV4/s1600-h/ç¸ç0755_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279186987757975986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUNwmFQtubI/AAAAAAAAEac/Awoa7w5PjV4/s200/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870755_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 h or so, there came more ppl. At that night I also learned some Indonisian  culture such as the billing at the BDay party. They told me that it's their custom for the BDay girl/boy to pay for everybody. I was bit astonished at that when I was thinking to take my money out of my pocket. Everybody's taking the turn for doing this in the group, so there wont by any probem on the fairness.  Ok, this is really new to me. I was happy that I had handed her over the gift before the dinner started as only a few friends did so. I didnt make the rest embrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinner ended with the icecream, a perfect hot fried ball with beautiful inside and chocolate and cream outside. Lovely, wasnt it? I do love to have sweets after the dishes always.  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3716598074971334961?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3716598074971334961/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3716598074971334961' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3716598074971334961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3716598074971334961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/vica-vicas-b-day.html' title='Vica 的生日派對晚餐 (Vica&apos;s B-Day)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SUNwmA4a3aI/AAAAAAAAEak/RVnEwLz8pXw/s72-c/n692524116_1140244_5206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-139588625872452054</id><published>2008-11-16T22:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:45:48.398+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>格萊柏街園遊會 (Glebe Street festival)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hRVXYoI/AAAAAAAAEX0/BpcHPPrWgv8/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hRVXYoI/AAAAAAAAEX0/BpcHPPrWgv8/s160/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hoAmJiI/AAAAAAAAEX8/JMYM_Blqo8g/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hoAmJiI/AAAAAAAAEX8/JMYM_Blqo8g/s160/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hrF9e9I/AAAAAAAAEYE/WwqE6whq5kg/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hrF9e9I/AAAAAAAAEYE/WwqE6whq5kg/s160/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hy9C9lI/AAAAAAAAEYM/bl-LhpcbC6Q/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="143" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hy9C9lI/AAAAAAAAEYM/bl-LhpcbC6Q/s160/d.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1jFmN5TI/AAAAAAAAEZY/fwdH6izAjww/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1jFmN5TI/AAAAAAAAEZY/fwdH6izAjww/s160/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1jW8924I/AAAAAAAAEZg/vmh93A913tk/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STT1jW8924I/AAAAAAAAEZg/vmh93A913tk/s160/f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-139588625872452054?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/139588625872452054/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=139588625872452054' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/139588625872452054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/139588625872452054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/glebe-street-festival_2047.html' title='格萊柏街園遊會 (Glebe Street festival)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ7hRVXYoI/AAAAAAAAEX0/BpcHPPrWgv8/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7604304388545504443</id><published>2008-11-15T23:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:52:50.242+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>和室友一起吃煎蛋卷早餐 (Omelet for breakfast with flatmate)</title><content type='html'>As it’s the end of the semester, we need to use up the credits in the Café and the Store otherwise, it wont be carried to the next year. So Olivia and I decided to try the Omelet there. We happily enjoyed our breakfast while doing my laundry. A young Caucasian couple was next to us. The girl coughed when Olivia spoke. I only looked at her once as I only wanted to totally enjoy the breakfast and encouraged her to talk more in the public place. The BF became quiet. Later on, I found myself little regret not seeing the BF directly for 2 sec as a warning, coz then the girl would be extremely anxious and dared not to cough when Olivia speaks… am I bad? :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Olivia went to the counter for her hot chocolate, the owner asked whether she would like to change to mocha. When she came back to me again, she happily told me that she assumed he knew her taste. I was smiling at her but didn’t say anything. It’s coz they all see me there. I always have mocha and toast with tomato and cheese. After breakfast, we went into the Store for some grocery. Again, Rory and I greeted to each other as we were old friends! We talked about summer break plans. I am going home for 2 weeks and he’s going to NZ with his family! Olivia was astonished at me. When we went back to the dorm, she asked, “Do you always talk to him?” “Oh, yep… only on the weekend when I am in the Store. He’s sophomore in Business &amp;amp; Finance and takes the part-time job there.” “Do you know he’s lucky that he can have the part-time job here?” “Oh, really? Why?” ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7604304388545504443?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7604304388545504443/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7604304388545504443' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7604304388545504443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7604304388545504443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/omelet-for-breakfast-with-flatmate.html' title='和室友一起吃煎蛋卷早餐 (Omelet for breakfast with flatmate)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3651396028062235089</id><published>2008-11-14T22:50:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:15:12.006+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>喝小酒 ＆ 意見不合 (Drinks &amp; quarrels)</title><content type='html'>Dan forwarded Hiddo’s invitation for drinks after work on Fri. It happens occasionally as a sub-culture. I like it a bit as it’s not so harmful. You know, we chill out with several friends or colleagues with little drinks such as beer or soft ones. Unless there’s celebration or you are earn more from work then you have some red wine or white wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned, it’s bit weird as ppl are little cold here. I guess it’s coz ppl don’t plan ahead, rather, they like to decide and do on what they prefer at the last min. I was actually surprised that Dan forwarded the letter to me as I didn’t know Hiddo at all. Maybe Hiddo proposed a very good place, which I near the Opera House, to try? He told us there’s a festival there. Then I also forwarded the letter to Christine and L. Surprisingly, L quickly responded me to go together. So I replied Hiddo. At the last min, it seemed only 3 of us were going. While I was waiting at the reception of our office, suddenly many ppl came to join and Dan was astonished with his eyes wide-open. I asked him to come with us. He 支支吾吾 agreed but left when we were happily chatting without noticing. And about Hiddo, he’s the Dutch guy who was sitting next to Col acted weirdly at RADAC day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine is really a Gemini. She always can find the topics to start the conversation while I always have something new for her. So, we always talk like 2 kids when we meet. Sorry, L, I have to ignore you firstly. Later on, when Christine went to others, L and I finally had the chance to talk. But, he seemed bit dull-witted today. Thanks that after introducing him to Hiddo, they seemed happily to talk with each other even though sometimes Hiddo found him not easy to understand. Then during the drinks, he finally admitted that he’s here not long and will go back next yr as he cant talk his GF into coming here. And he seemed scared! Ha! But he reminded me one thing: L may have a GF in Germany too. 我還是別傻了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre asked me a good question, “Are you always with all these people?” Then Fedri confessed she had to go home earlier with her husband… though I am always good to friends, he reminded me to examine each theirs life pattern and personality……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we decided to leave as the weather looked bad. It could rain tonight. After we said goodbye to each other, Andre and Hiddo went in the different from L and mine. The drinking place is actually very close to where I live. So we had another short time for talks. He asked me whether I would go to his place for the party tmr night. Even he sent the invitation to everybody in the division, I didn’t respond as I didn’t plan to. The reason is simple: the party starts from 2100 and he lives far away! I know it’s a custom for westerns to invite friends and colleagues to your place for a house party when you finally settle down. “Are many people coming?” He protruded his lip a bit and said, “Not many. Christine is coming. Fedri and a German girl may come too. And other girls in my flat…” “Oh. Good. I am sorry but I cant go. It starts from 21.00 and may end after 24.00. You live far away and I still need to come back alone. I don’t want. Sorry.” Then the quarrel began. “Far away? I come to work for every day!” “I am not you! I am still a girl. How can I walk in the street alone in the dark night?” “…… it’s not far.” “Yes, it is.” “Then where are you living?” “Here, right behind the building. It’s a dorm. And I live there.” “……”Then he suddenly walked quickly as he knew it’s going to rain. “I better to go quickly. It’s going to rain.” He seemed to doubt my words… “So now where are you going?” “Going home! I can enter either from here or there. I will just keep walking along the street and turn left.” “……” “So…” “I will go down from here to take the train. Ok, bye-bye! (Both of us were getting angry and he still purposely posed elegantly with waving his hand but not a smile. That made him as really a tall and good-looking guy in the street as he wore the suit.)” OH!!! I was so mad!!! The quarrel hasnt ended as we havent thrown all the words completely. So I also quickly stepped to my place without turning back my head. How could he be so self-centered!! Once I got home, I cursed he would be wet. Suddenly, the tremendous heavy rain came. I happily yielded to Olivia who was cooking for herself and for me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: On Sun, I emailed to Christine to see whether she knows L more as 知彼知己百戰百勝. I dont want to watse any of my time. Christine quickly replied, "We asked L the GF question. Apparently he has a GF back home. BUT only for a short time, and he does not want her to come to AUS. So he doesn't seem too crazy about her. He also has two girl flat mates, by the way. Went to their housewarming party last night in Kirribilli. Told me he has a good "connection" with one of them, but I didn't ask for details. I will be very surprised if he doesn't get mixed up with some girl while in AUS. He's nice + good looking. So I would expect competition. He's here for 5 months only (what he sais). So give it some thought... Will let you know if I find out something more." Apprantly he has some problems with himself. My sister, M, is right again: Dont get it into deep soon as you didnt see it clearly. So, this is the end of the story, everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3651396028062235089?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3651396028062235089/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3651396028062235089' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3651396028062235089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3651396028062235089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/drinks-quarrels.html' title='喝小酒 ＆ 意見不合 (Drinks &amp; quarrels)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7287681101266362099</id><published>2008-11-12T23:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:19:49.894+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>藍山會議 (short conference at Blue Mt)</title><content type='html'>Anne was very nice to give me a ride after the long discussion among all of us. Some couldn’t come while some preferred to come later. So in the end, I caught a train for 2 stops and met Anne for the rest journey to Blue Mt. I knew I wouldn’t be able to see those touring spots as I was on biz. It’s alright. I still have other chances later on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne was only a few yrs older than I am but married. She’s half Aussie and half American. She’s careful with everything as even it’s her 1st time driver over there; she printed it out the map for both of us. We slowly talked from study to life. a special experience for me, I thought…… but will we get along really well? She’s Virgo and I am Sagittarius! &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SToLQSh8w7I/AAAAAAAAEZo/TrdIAeGViIE/s160/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, she’s rushed to store her poster and talked to her past colleagues. One is ok, but another is arrogant. I was thinking, “Dont let me have the chance to give you a lesson!” So Anne turned away but after a few minuets, she came back pretending really talking to me as she wanted to cut in the line. I agreed. After registration, she quickly walked away. When it’s my turn, they couldn’t find my name on the list for rooms. I jokingly said to the guy, “Well, I don’t mind to have a bigger room alone!” Then he 訕訕地陪笑 a bit. The thing is, in most rooms, 3 ppl shared. But for some, 4 ppl did. However, on the list, it showed triple share… that’s funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I saw a Mexico girl besides me was talking to the counter officer with disdainfulness as she found out that she had to sleep with a Chinese girl from China. 我氣不過 then lifted my voice a bit with my “perfect EN accent” to asked the girl between us, “Who are you sharing the room with? HER?” Then there came the silence. The Mexico girl was bit nervous and lessened her arrogance. But, later on (after a few weeks) when I met them again at one workshop, I finally found the Mexico girl is actually an Indian girl and was born here. What’s worse, the Chinese girl’s personality is bit annoying honestly, so on wonder no one would like to get closer to her. I felt myself 多管閒事 again. But from the Aussie/Indian girl’s eyes, I knew she succumbed to me. Of course, I became modest when facing her too. It’s a kinda soul communication thru eyes, we believe in the future, we will meet again and become good friends. Let’s see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let’s move on to my colleagues. As I came here only for a few months, I am actually not familiar with them. I was at the beginning surprised at their arrogance and indifference. Probably they thought I am not helpful to them or Asians stand at the bottom of this world class? “別欺人太甚”, I thought. Andre was the only who is always friendly and talkative. He’s also honest. So every time when we meet, we often argue if we hold different views. He’s a doctor and he’s from Cameron. By this, our friendship maintains well. He just had his 1st baby girl, and you can see him so happy being a father! So I was thinking today how I should act? Firstly I saw Colman, and then he’s smart to finally greet me after saying a few words to Andre as I didn’t actively greet him before then. There were so many ppl around, and so many were less knowledgeable and less open-minded to truly understand this world. Surely I wanted to let them know: Asians are not only that you think. If you are well-educated in “western society”, then show me your respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not actually united, in particular if we are from different divisions. To other ppl, it’s ridiculous as we do belong to the same Institute. I don’t intend to explain as I recognize my colleagues at work place. 家醜不可外揚.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when at the dinner, I found they didn’t give me the ticket at registration. Oh! What a 工作效率! Then I was wondering whether I should move to the dining place…during the pre-dinner drinks, my colleagues even didn’t ask me to join their circle! How sad… then I encouraged myself to go to the conference officers when everyone went in. They unexpectedly happily gave me another ticket and even played a joke one me, “So, dear Ivy, where’s your ticket now?” “Right here, thank you guys!” Then I elegantly walked in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s interesting as I saw my colleagues sitting at the doorway and didn’t call me name when they saw me! They just lowered my head and were embarrassed. Andre pulled my arm and I asked whether I could fit in the table. Obviously, he wanted to be recognized by others so he quickly forgot me couple minutes ago as well. I acted 落落大方, ”… it’s alright. Another girl has already invited me to join her in another table.” It’s true. It’s just before I stepped in, a Chinese thought I was Helen and called me. Then I explained to her that I wasn’t Helen but Ivy. I quickly looked at my colleagues, and then turned to follow my new friend in another direction. Is it shameful for them to speak to me actively in the public? Or just because of jealousy? On what? Or coz I am young? They are not old either! Or shyness? I don’t believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, when I approach the table of that Chinese girl’s, I saw it full so I quickly turned to next one with a bunch of old ladies! They were all sitting in the front! 3 of them were playing the flute and violin before dinner started. Then we happily talked and laughed. Suddenly I saw Anne not far away trying to be socially talking to another person next to her. I bet she noticed me couple mins ago. I am not here to compete, I just wanted to enjoy the dinner and to know more ppl working in the same filed and to see who they really are. The dean even came but only stood there looking at us! In the end, Anita came to me and invited me to stay at her house if my friends and I have the chance to travel to Perth! Her 6 children are now living in Syd and Mel, so there are only her and her husband in the house! How generous she is! I am so happy! I got a nice friend in Perth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Andre came to say good night. He found me happy with new friends and I guess others may ask him about me later… this is a good lesson to them. So on the next day, they finally improved their attitude a bit. At the lunch time, I even made another friend with a JP girl. I was happy with that as I have very few JP friends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A “look-like northern German” guy sat beside me at the opening. His friends were sitting in front of me but he chose to sit next to me and talked to his friends frequently. However, I don’t know whether he’s shy to talk me or what, he didn’t talk to me. I knew he’s observing me and waited me to start the conversation. Then why could he actively talk to another girl? Thanks that the opening started very quickly so I didn’t have much time thinking it. However, during the conference, I saw he looking at me often and even when it’s to end, Anne asked to leave earlier; he stood at the doorway when I came up from the rest room. There were only 2 of us. As he still didn’t speak, I quickly walked toward Anne and Erin. BTW, Erin is a local friend taking the ride with us back to the city and later on the train, 2 of us had a great talk as well. She’s brave and exactly knows what to do for her life…&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7287681101266362099?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7287681101266362099/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7287681101266362099' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7287681101266362099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7287681101266362099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-conference-at-blue-mt.html' title='藍山會議 (short conference at Blue Mt)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SToLQSh8w7I/AAAAAAAAEZo/TrdIAeGViIE/s72-c/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4558468960866734272</id><published>2008-11-09T22:47:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:46:16.313+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>獵人谷 (Hunter Valley!)</title><content type='html'>So Christine and I finalised the plan and Meow-Ling also brought her flatmate, Nadine, with us. Of course, L agreed to join as well. On the early morning, Kate was unexpected still in sleep! How could she? I had kept sending her messages and called her since days ago, but she didn’t reply any… I wonder she’s sick being depressed of her schoolwork and her husband and son in Korea… and one day before, Christine sent the email implying me and L sitting together as a good start. Ha! Gemini sister likes to see funny things happening! I am not the clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 6 of us in total were not too bad. However, the thing was, Kate still had to pay as we didn’t call the tour agency! I was bit sad…but no-can-do. Meow-Ling, Nadine and I hopped on from YHA in the city and the tour guide took us to Circular Quay for others including Christine, her BF-Guyi and L. L lived in the north shore and he had to take the ferry to come to the city. Thanks that we saw Christine and Guyi firstly. The tour guide was annoying as he kept asking me to call them. But it said 08.10! So he replied, the rule also said that the faster we gather all people, the sooner we start our journey… you know what? I really wanted to kill him! What’s in a rush? Well, I don’t have their mobile numbers so I just 沒好氣 replied, “Yes, yes, he’s on his way!” just when he started to ask, “Is your friend coming?” “So, can you call your friend?” “He’s coming.” (after a few seconds) “Where’s she now? Can you see her in the street?” “It’s a he. … Ah! There he is!” and I was finally relieved just when L showed up right at 08.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s tall and he’s handsome. Everybody saw him with amazement. Ha! What was funnier was, the seat was too small to him. I thought for most Caucasians. It’s not so comfortable at all coz Guyi is tall for the seat too (between 180-190 cm). So when L still showed the way to act as he’s very elegant, oh… what a child, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 18 tourists (1 TW, 2 JP, 2 SG, 1 GE, 2 NO, 2 DK, 1 NL, 3 NZ, 2IE, 2?) together with the US driver and tour guide started our day. Yes, a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, where is everybody from? Let’s try from the last roll, Ivy?”……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L tried his best to talk to me but every time I found it difficult as he’s not interest in other ppl’s issues at all. If I asked him questions, he would politely answer. However, he didn’t ask me about anything. Well, to some extent, it’s his well-manners as for some Europeans; it’s impolite to ask ppl things. But this cant help with friendship development as it causes difficulty in communications. He even didn’t ask in reply. I actually felt discouraged so I decided to ignore him along the way. It wouldn’t be a pleasant trip being like that. And all I wanted today is to have fun to Hunter Valley. Even I knew he tried to catch my eye and to know more about me, this isn’t my style. Besides, if I like him, it could be a disaster for me as I reckon he has a GF back home. Also, he might just show his politeness trying to please everyone including me. I hate that. I mean, you cant do it too over with social skills. Balance is the key! I thought he should know, as a Libra. Again, I tried to detect his age from asking his brothers’ not intentionally. He had a brother 3 yr older than he is and a brother aged 13 only! He seemed being annoyed as I may be more interested in his brothers. And he’s only 24. Well, do you know how I reckon? Yes, I am almost 26 til this Dec, and I actually don’t mind if my BF is younger a bit. Nevertheless, another thing is, couples of young men and older women tend to separate after a period of time. You can see too many cases throughout the society. To me, it’s men’s problems anyway. So I gave up any thought of us being together. I am much practical than you thought even I love to dream. And I hate being heart-broken or to make others in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 1st stop, he turned to talk to that obviously younger Dutch girl. I didn’t care and I got the evidence again: 1. She’s younger. or 2. She’s European. or 3. He just wanted to seduce girls and showed his popularity. or 4. He tried to make me jealous. Then I didn’t do anything toward him; rather, I just enjoyed my time. I am already over the age to play tricks and am not good at being jealous anymore. It’s nothing left to lose. I deeply know humans’ minds, though not the humane. Love is never placed in my priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ9PfOdHZI/AAAAAAAAEYU/vyDsLNUu7Fo/s160/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, the guide gave me a good news saying we don’t need to pay for Kate’s fare! “I just called back to the company and told them that I couldn’t make the decision.” I was so happy and thanked him. “I know you are special…” I didn’t understand what he meant. My wit? My personality? My maturity? My 赤子之心? My accent? What was it exactly anyway? Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide was actually very nice to me. It’s probably I was the only one who understood his jokes and could respond shortly and wittily. And since then, everyone seemed to be 愛管閒事 helping L and me getting better together. Yep, we are friends but not so familiar with each other. Jesus, I only knew him for 2 days! What was everybody thinking of? Thanks that they actually stood on my side as I believe L revealed his superficial pride at times. The Dutch girl was bit too arrogant as well. And no one liked it. Then I was wondering whether I was like him when I was little…… and somehow I felt seeing the girl before… OH, yes! At the Unimates dinner! When I walked to Yu-Heng for saying goodbye (Yu-Heng urgently, “So you will still stay here?” “Yes, and you?” “Yep, yep, I am doing my honours……”), she came to interrupt and turned to him only, “What colour are my eyes?” Yu-Heng, “……blue?” “Well, some ppl say they are blue but some say they are green.” Then she turned to me a bit…“I say they are now mixed, both blue and green. Are you happy now or angry? What do your parents say? And what does your doctor say?” “……” Yu-Heng smiled, “… jealousy eye? You know, ppl say jealousy eyes are green…ha!” Nicole, “……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is it! A real man should be brave and be witty to encounter and to confront with a nice attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ9PRhLYnI/AAAAAAAAEYc/MYlV5IJaQNk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ9PRhLYnI/AAAAAAAAEYc/MYlV5IJaQNk/s160/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Hunter Valley trip, the tour guide always made me as the focus to have the effect entertaining the public. Also, he tried to pass some knowledge on wine, on history of winery and others. That was a good interaction. And I didn’t know L was bit jealous about it when we finally had the chance to be alone, he whispered, “Do you know the tour guide’s name?” “No. Ah! So sorry that I cant remember ppl’s names.” “Um.” I suddenly thought it could be impolite to forget someone’s name and when you remember someone’s name, it means you care. “I got poor memory memorizing ppl’s names.” “Oh, yeah, yeah, me too. (smiling with shy) But I do remember your name.” “Oh, thank you.”……… he’s so changeable and enraged when he’s not the focus of everyone. Well, apparently he has a lot to learn afterwards. Ha! I am the winner (上升牡羊的毛病:-P)! And I still remembered when having lunch, Meow-Ling didn’t like hers so she offered it to L. Suddenly I felt L watching me to seek my approval on something while I was happily talking to Christine. When my eyes turned to him, he looked like a child affectionately eyeing his mother! I was so astonished as at that moment our distance was largely shortened immediately! Then, I slowly nodded and smiled back to him. After he finished with his contented heart, his 死德行 appeared again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before then, when we tasted wine and visited the winery, I smartly took the pics of the plant with narrator and the grape farm. I knew they were just good for my blogs. Then I saw him taking pic of Nicole looking at the chimney. It’s a sign. A sign says the one who holds the camera takes pics of what s/he likes. It’s done for me. And I refused to stand closer to him afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed by Libra’s social skills. Soon he actively spoke to me even though I was still the one who asked questions and tried to understand the difference from other parts of the world. I might be too serious but I reckon it’s a good time to know from others’ views such as him perceiving GE a small country aside from US. That’s strange from a European’s mouth… Christine mentioned that he got 2 dogs. I was surprised, “You have 2 dogs at home?” “Oh, yep, in my parents’ home.” “You don’t like dogs?”, by Christine. “No, especially the big ones. I still remember how I was threatened by my cousin by her dog at the doorway…” then L started performing when his dogs bark and smell everywhere. I couldn’t help but burst into laughs. Then we all headed for the art gallery near by. Before entering, he took the pic from the display window, and then Christine tried to have the conversion over art. …… “Well, my favourite is Dali.” “Dali? You like Dali?” “Yes, I also like others, but Dali is definitely my favourite.” I wonder whether she really knows about him or she thinks me weird. L didn’t speak and I thought he’s skin deep as he couldn’t catch up on our talks. But then he seemed to show he knows art too, “and I like…” “You like what?” “I like Monet. Do you like Monet?” “Oh, yes, I like some of his paintings too, but my favourite is Dali.” Obviously he knew nothing about my Dali, a crazy, cool but witty Spanish artist with his crtical eyes and ironically views. “And you know Monet’s…” “Oh, you mean the exhibition?” Yes. Do you want to go? I haven’t been there yet but I want to. So maybe we can go together… (looking at him and lowering my voice… as I actually don’t know whether it’s a good idea…) and at that moment, he looked at me intoxicatingly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly tuned to see other paintings as I love natural views. He always stayed around me and I guess he tried to picture who I am. Well, it coule be difficult as no one has even achived it. We talked about which we prefer, suddenly he whispered to Christine, "Dont you think they are too artificial?" Christine bit 慢半拍 replied, "Oh... yep. They are too artificial..." I was like, being happy to see him bravely expressed his opinions but also thought, "Why dont you just have some imagination thru the paintings and the meaning in behind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the main site of the winery and “cheese making factory” (actually it’s disappointing as we couldnt get in…it’s full and they didn’t accept other guests!), we headed for the next “cottage”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a long journey. When we arrived, I was curious about the sale of those wines, so I threw a question to the purchase by different age groups of consumers. Out of my surprise, the owner was less confident to answer then the guide showed up in back me suddenly and talked as if he’s the owner. I was also wondering why no one proposed another question…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4558468960866734272?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4558468960866734272/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4558468960866734272' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4558468960866734272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4558468960866734272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/hunter-valley_30.html' title='獵人谷 (Hunter Valley!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STJ9PfOdHZI/AAAAAAAAEYU/vyDsLNUu7Fo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-91455590087892161</id><published>2008-11-07T23:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:50:32.210+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>GCP工作坊 (GCP workshop)</title><content type='html'>Last time I couldn’t attend this workshop as it’s helpful for all staff in clinical trials. I am not exception. Finally I got the time to attend. It’s for a whole day. Gee! It’s a long time that I didn’t sit in the (class)-room for more than 1 h! so actually you can tell that I am bit excited about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just at the early morning, I saw Col not too far away at the same way going to the office! Oh… so unlucky! I knew him at the RADAC day as he sat in front of me and gave a joke before his presentation. I didn’t talk to him anyway. Besides him is a Dutch guy, who looked like weird, and I will talk about him later if I get more info about him. So the thing is, yesterday I met him at the city office as he’s responsible for the horses selection lists. I wonder his work efficiency on that… or maybe he’s not so interested in it at all! I actually handed Dan’s swap to Peta and he’s just around. Before going to Peta, I saw his wedding ring on his 4th finger already. I didn’t know I could be so sensitive to detect. See? I am not so foolish. But today, he didn’t put it on when he came to the office I am used to go! Bad guy, I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked so proud and didn’t speak to me as I reckon he knew who I am. Surely I was with my pride as well. It’s not a difficult job to be proud after all! But as soon as the life opened and when we both saw Diana, I immediately greeted her like usual and still politely called his name as well. He must be very shocked! Ha! 1 point for Ivy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the workshop, I tried my best to learn everything and even threw some questions and comments! Needless to say, our senior staff as the lecturer today, Leonie, was much satisfied with my performance!  Yeah! As for Col, he was just there to catch everybody’s attention. Of course, I occasionally challenged him. Oh, New Zealander! Don’t underestimate me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the lunch time as gossip time, when he came near me Leonie asked, “Col, so when did you get married?” He was little embarrassed but eventually honestly replied, “Well, last year. And ……” …… “Wow~ newlyweds!”, then I left. Thanks, Leonie! I happened to know it just yesterday! And I don’t fancy him anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, he seemed to succumb and out of my expectation, he intentionally stood at the reception for a little while and said to me, “See you later!” I knew I won today’s battle. And I just replied out of well-manners and with a smile, “C u.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-91455590087892161?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/91455590087892161/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=91455590087892161' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/91455590087892161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/91455590087892161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/gcp-gcp-workshop.html' title='GCP工作坊 (GCP workshop)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2663938164459089325</id><published>2008-11-04T23:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:24:04.255+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳洲賽馬 (Melbourne Cup!)</title><content type='html'>OMG! I reckon I met him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dated back to one meeting at my 2nd division; Rachel announced that we were going to have a GE student here for a short-term internship. At that time I was thinking maybe he’s old, ugly and with superficial pride… so I didn’t care it too much. Then I forgot about it. After 2 weeks, I eventually saw him! Well, he’s actually very tall, good-looking and maybe still with the superficial pride…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STDDn5knQ7I/AAAAAAAAEWs/EN6ssNoTAWI/s160/horse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine and I planned to watch horse racing at the city office while we wanted to see others wearing different and interesting hats too! As we didn’t have any hat with us so her BF suggested we made ourselves or even a peculiar hairstyle! Ha! I like the idea! But, we were busy so we still couldn’t make it. It’s alright. All was for fun though! In addition, even finally our office was going to set up the TV screening, we decided to go. When I went to her, I glimpsed L standing there talking with Rachel. I actually didn’t see him clearly, but asked Christine to come out with me as I thought only 2 of us were going. Then she told me that L is going with us. Just as I was talking with Christine on her cute red trousers bought in Denmark, he quickly walked out and directly looked at me so boldly and for long! He greeted me as we knew each other already with showing well manners, I thought. It’s easy for him, I guess. Then Rachel and Craig passed by! Oh… now everybody knew we are heading for Mel Cup! I was little embarrassed. But actually it’s allowed to be away from work for this game for the whole nation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we moved to the reception and prepared to go down, Dan seemed unhappy when he saw us together. L is too tall and with such a good-looking! And it seemed I am the only one who is always rational even when facing him. Well, to me, personality is what really matters. And maybe he got a GF back home already. Besides, he’s here only for 4-5 months. I don’t really believe in love, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finally reached the destination. Before then, Christine kept asking about the day trip to Hunter Valley. L seemed to be interested for this is his 1st time being here. So I also invited him out of politeness and trying to see who he really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last game was rather short as it started and finished within 1 min! Needless to say, my horse lost. AU10, gone! L  What a shame! Well, neither Christine’s nor L’s won. Well, at least we could have some finger food and drinks and had good chats with others. Nick was there too and jokingly said that I am a lazy student! Hah! I am NOT!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2663938164459089325?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2663938164459089325/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2663938164459089325' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2663938164459089325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2663938164459089325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-i-reckon-i-met-him-it-dated-back-to.html' title='澳洲賽馬 (Melbourne Cup!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/STDDn5knQ7I/AAAAAAAAEWs/EN6ssNoTAWI/s72-c/horse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-9081273831369044069</id><published>2008-11-02T22:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:14:21.030+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>雜記隨筆 (miscellaneous notes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SSpF-rYI_LI/AAAAAAAAEWA/GwoDrNg0YGE/s1600-h/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870725_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SSpF-rYI_LI/AAAAAAAAEWA/GwoDrNg0YGE/s160/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870725_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Days ago when I passed Kate’s flat and accidentally saw the sign saying “No Thru Rd”. Isnt it considerate but also funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I went to the supermarket, I saw the Aussie 脆笛酥 on sale so I happily bought one jar and thought that I could just put it on my office desk on Monday! J  and as I went in the afternoon, I saw Chris again. Oh… it’s been weeks that I didn’t see him! He’s a shy and short Indian guy! So he changed or was changed to the afternoon shift… is it because of me again? Remember we had a good talk when I firstly came but was envied by other staff? Why are some people so conservative? If I smile and even start a lovely conversation especially with a male, some people/girls may think I am accosting them? And if I don’t say a word, they may think I am just Asian who doesn’t know the good manners in greetings. What do you want me to do? You know what? I don’t care anymore! It’s coz of your incomplete education and vision so you don’t know about this world. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SSpF-4CsyDI/AAAAAAAAEWI/QKJx_9uXxBw/s1600-h/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870742_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SSpF-4CsyDI/AAAAAAAAEWI/QKJx_9uXxBw/s160/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870742_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he noticed me before I saw him. He just smiled a little and I tried to avoid him as I don’t want him being kicked out (probably it’s just my imagination?). I am here to buy my grocery only. But at the same time, I told myself to come in the morning only hereafter. And you know what? Other girls were even nicer to me than other customers afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize how difficult to be an educator. And I am not just talking about those in your mind but ……&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-9081273831369044069?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/9081273831369044069/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=9081273831369044069' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9081273831369044069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9081273831369044069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/miscellaneous-notes_24.html' title='雜記隨筆 (miscellaneous notes)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SSpF-rYI_LI/AAAAAAAAEWA/GwoDrNg0YGE/s72-c/%25E7%259B%25B8%25E7%2589%25870725_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8269829873492714732</id><published>2008-11-01T23:25:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:55:13.451+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>2008食品與酒園遊會 ＆ 希臘餐！(2008 Food and Wine Festival &amp; dining at a Greek restaurant in the city!)</title><content type='html'>When I first read about the news, I felt it new and far interesting. Now I found myself just like a naïve child always looking for different sparkling in life. Though it’s a long way to seek a so-called soul mate, I am ready for the battle and try to retain all the moment I have with different come and go friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_t_v9oFI/AAAAAAAAEUk/kRKcRXQAi9E/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0739_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="155" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_t_v9oFI/AAAAAAAAEUk/kRKcRXQAi9E/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870739_edited.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_uU7wJpI/AAAAAAAAEUs/w-2LLW2xe3I/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0740_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_uU7wJpI/AAAAAAAAEUs/w-2LLW2xe3I/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870740_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today finally Kate agreed to go with me for a look at the festival. Come on, we need some rest and relax! You cant just lock yourself in the same close space for long. I will get crazy! Then it’s around 14.00 when we arrived. Some stands started to pack while many were still selling food, snacks and drinks. It’s a bit hard to choose but after 2 rounds, Kate just bought a small plate of seafood and got me to buy others. Then, we shared everything. And you may not believe that all the Hyde Park was full of people everywhere! How amazing! Especially during such a day with a nice weather, I would love to stay in the park for all afternoon……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_upms8RI/AAAAAAAAEU0/ZqusXPmNY74/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0741_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_upms8RI/AAAAAAAAEU0/ZqusXPmNY74/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870741_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_vMHDMLI/AAAAAAAAEU8/AaKnnMCPIzc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0744_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_vMHDMLI/AAAAAAAAEU8/AaKnnMCPIzc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870744_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all looking around for many times and lots of talk, Kate felt bit tired and wanted to go home and I needed to rest for a while as well in order to keep my energy for tonight! So on our way back, she brought me to the Korean shop where she usually buys food for herself. And I decided to try some and she seemed very happy on what I was doing! And I must say, this was my 1st time here at Sydney after 4 months for eating dumplings… and it’s Korean! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR7AO2Hm3UI/AAAAAAAAEVE/TF8F0RwTg3g/s1600-h/n843894482_879025_4443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268859975348182338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR7AO2Hm3UI/AAAAAAAAEVE/TF8F0RwTg3g/s200/n843894482_879025_4443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR7APHkvlTI/AAAAAAAAEVM/dRMPSSJ7BzI/s1600-h/n843894482_879049_47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268859980033791282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR7APHkvlTI/AAAAAAAAEVM/dRMPSSJ7BzI/s200/n843894482_879049_47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taken by Unimates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of my surprise, Catriona called me and expressed her wish to join. I was happy to say yes to her. So we headed for the city together around 18.00. and we didn’t expect it uneasy to find so we were little like being lost in the streets…… XD I called Anna to identify our location and tried to reach the place. Did I tell you Anna was born here but from a 新疆 family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we saw Anna and Yu-Heng standing outside of the restaurant and we felt relieved. Otherwise, I was bit anxious as we were late! I knew ppl here don’t care too much about the time but for me, I always plan everything in a well-organised way, so obviously I would be worried if things were out of my thoughts… well, I guess I need to learn to relax and just enjoy my life like everyone else… :-P &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR-aQsM7myI/AAAAAAAAEVU/mCWu5lU9YuE/s1600-h/n503583500_931303_7768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099700580752162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR-aQsM7myI/AAAAAAAAEVU/mCWu5lU9YuE/s200/n503583500_931303_7768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR-aQocEOkI/AAAAAAAAEVc/Z8_Kk13eqvc/s1600-h/n503583500_931319_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269099699570489922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR-aQocEOkI/AAAAAAAAEVc/Z8_Kk13eqvc/s200/n503583500_931319_1916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we got in, it’s already crowded with too many ppl inside!! How amazing!! I reckon it must be a good dining place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and Yu-Heng got us seats in the middle long table so we sat next to each other. Suddenly a guy came back from other tables and tried to talk to us by surprise. He just sat right at the opposite side of Catriona but was trying to talk to me. To be frank, I didn’t expect too much conversation tonight as I was bit tired and just wanted to fully enjoy the Greek food (and I reckon I am older than them and I didn’t anticipate to get a guy if you want to know more about that. The thing is, I don’t mind the age but mostly guys would. There were too many cases showing so!). Even though I knew next table which was with all Caucasians paid all the attention to us, especially a German guy kept watching me for the whole night (at the beginning I though he’s from Nordic). I didn’t care as some girls there were actually jealous. I didn’t know til Yu-Heng mentioned. I will tell you how later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the dinner, I was fully expecting the Greek food but interrupted by Gerard. Firstly, he took Cat’s seat when she’s away to see her other friends and got the chance to sit very close to me. Then, we could just have a good talk even I didn’t really want to. Well, it’s not a problem to make friends anyway. And since he’s really interested in, why not just make a show off together with him? Yes, be the focus that he wanted. Well, if he gave me enough the respect and admiration. He did after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how long have you been here?" "Couple of months." "Just couple of months?" ......... “Were you born here?” “Was I born here? Yes, of course. Why don’t you think I was born here?” “You don’t look like living in Sydney.” “I don’t look like living at Sydney?” “Well, my father is actually Italian.” “Oh, I am sorry. I just felt that you don’t look like Sydney citizen.” ……… “Where’s Catriona?” “I ate her.” “You ate her? How did she taste?” “Oh, well, good.” “With any sauce?” “Sauce? Ah…no.” ……… “So do you have any brothers or sisters?” “I have one sister and one brother. They are both older than me. What about you?” “Oh, really? I also have a sister and brother. I am the oldest in my family.” ………”Okok, I was born in 1982. Satisfied?” “You don’t need to say. That was a good year. And you don’t look old to me. True. Honesty you don’t look old. and that was a compliment.” “Thanks.” ……… “So, in which year were your sister and brother born?” “In 1982 and 1981. Why asked about them? They are already booked!” “Nothing. Just curious.” ……… “I was born in 1984…” ……… “Well, you don’t need to say anyway…” Gerard is Gemini so apparently he likes to talk a lot with different and walked around the whole room. However, later on I found him keeping his eyes on my attention and action all the time even when he was sitting in the back of me talking to someone else. But I 不為所動. At the same time, I found Cat trying taking pics of me and more…… and suddenly other girls and guys dare not to talk to me but stared……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when Gerard left for a while, a Spanish guy next to him would get closer for some talk. Obviously, he’s bit older but he’s not my type anyway. He’s not like Gerard 反應快 and funny but very gentle. He tried to get something in common, but in vain. I guess I only thought of food for the all night. I remember in the movies or in the magazines I saw Greek food rich and imagine the scene having it for many times. So I didn’t much concentrate on the conversations with people. Still, I found not problem chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dessert came, the owner forgot Gerard’s as he’s not at his table. I thought he would come back again so I didn’t say anything for him. Then he quickly sat back beside and was quiet. “Oh, I love sweets. It’s good. Sorry you cant have it. Maybe tell him later.” “Oh, yep yep. I will tell him.” ……… then the owner came back again taking our order for drinks. Usually, they serve coffee or tea. The Greek owner, an old but later being more friendly man, was really cute as he skipped Gerard bit intentionally. Well, it’s coz he left the table often! So I turned to see him and smile, then Gerard was 急急的 expressing his desire having the tea. Owner said, “Darling, what about you? What you want? Coffee?” “Yes, mocha, please.” “Um… mocha…” Gerard whispered, “Maybe they don’t have or maybe they have…” Owner again, “Oh, yes. We have. Right there!” I smiled gracefully, “Excellent. Thank you.” …… “Um… I will check, with our chef.” Just at that moment, everyone burst into laughs! “I love this guy! Did you hear what he said? I really love him!” by Gerard………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally all coffee came so did my mocha and tea for others, those who might not like coffee or tried to show something to…… “Here you are, the mocha.” “Excellent!!” Then Gerard quickly came back to my side but with a distance after I quickly pulled his tea cup closer to his seat as I knew he expected so…… he did see it and was bit surprised as others might not notice… I must say, I didn’t know guys could be so sensitive and always test girls/people around them. I am used to the simple life for so long. Once I came here, I don’t know it’s about their personality or just because I grew up a bit and finally knew the humane? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: When I was trying to talk to the Mexican guy or other girls, Gerard just went to interupt and talked ignoring MY conversation with them! Was him showing off his more friendship and the social skills?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8269829873492714732?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8269829873492714732/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8269829873492714732' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8269829873492714732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8269829873492714732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008-2008-food-and-wine-festival-dining.html' title='2008食品與酒園遊會 ＆ 希臘餐！(2008 Food and Wine Festival &amp; dining at a Greek restaurant in the city!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SR6_t_v9oFI/AAAAAAAAEUk/kRKcRXQAi9E/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870739_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8837125821643385255</id><published>2008-10-31T23:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:02:24.474+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>萬聖節！ (Halloween!)</title><content type='html'>Many Caucasians celebrate Halloween as it’s their holiday. In Australia, parts of it do so. In the morning, everything seemed the same as usual. Unexpectedly, I found more and more trees in the campus or streets turning purple! How lovely they are! I need to go back to the main one in the main tower. The legend said if students don’t study before it turns purple, they will fail in the exams. Well, I did start long before and I don’t have sit-in exams! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiMaKX8wI/AAAAAAAAEUA/b-3wxz5INGk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0736_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiMaKX8wI/AAAAAAAAEUA/b-3wxz5INGk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870736_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiM7qCWFI/AAAAAAAAEUI/ifWSWb_XIKE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0738_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiM7qCWFI/AAAAAAAAEUI/ifWSWb_XIKE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870738_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my flatmate, Olivia, “warned” me to ask for trick-or-treat on me tonight, I ran to the store for some candy in the afternoon before going home while she did the same! Sagittarius! Somehow I felt like going to the party at the Wall within the dorm community so I turned down the offer with colleagues to the bar for some drinks. Besides, Fatemah and I planned to meet again. She’s a cute Iranian girl, a GP! All my flatmates almost went out, except Priscilla as her Mum is coming. So we decided to chill out a bit in the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there’s party, mostly ppl come late. It’s quite boring at the beginning. We met Alex, a Taiwanese RA but has moved here since he’s 1-yr-old. A Caucasian couple were boldly sat beside me, kissing and watching our reactions while another guy without a good looking sat beside them. I don’t mind and wasn’t embarrassed. I won! He seemed wanting to start talks but didn’t get the way. Silly! Then Alex went for BBQ preparation, Priscilla and I left but met her friends at the reception. They are Shirley (HK), Rachel (China), Joyce (HK) and Vica (Indonesian). So, Priscilla decided to leave as she’s bit sleepy. Well, I stayed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiM567NkI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/C1AW4sSqFdA/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0735_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiM567NkI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/C1AW4sSqFdA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870735_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiNGcVLRI/AAAAAAAAEUY/yomNeZxbBek/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0737_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiNGcVLRI/AAAAAAAAEUY/yomNeZxbBek/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870737_edited.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually happy to meet other Asian girls. So we had some talks and cocktail prepared by RAs. We happily talked and ignored all other Caucasians as they were seemingly afraid of talking to us directly. They didn’t talk to each other much as well. So shy? It’s not the adults world! What are they thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it’s getting darker, it’s getting windy as well. Weird… suddenly a very strong wind ran through all of us, all but me didn’t hold on. I was 泰山崩於前不動於色. Later on, 2 Caucasian boys came and one of them sat beside me closely. I knew I was the focus. Thanks that all Asian girls were not like some showing how much they want guys. I love them. “Hello, girls. How are you?” “We are fine, and how about you?” “Um… I am fine. So where are you all from? China?” Shirley said, “HK.” And then he turned to me, “How long have you been here?” “Just couple of months.” “Just couple of months?” (He must be thinking I am just the freshwoman. Haha! 騙到他了！) “Do you have fun tonight? What do you study then?” “Why don’t you tell me first?” “Oh…oh…she’s hot. Let me guess. Drama?” “Do I look like studying drama?” “Woh~ no… literature? (blabla…)?” “Medicine.” “Oh, get out of here!” “What do you study then?” “Um, I study in finance and he’s the one who studies drama.” “Oh…good, finance and business... So what’s your best drama?” “You mean my best performance?” “Yes.” He thought a while but no answer came on that. The guy sitting next to me replied, “He will tell you later. Then you will see and will know.” “Ok.” “So nice talking to you, have a good night.” “You too.” Then both of them eagerly shook hands with me and went to next table. They were just trying to attract everybody’s attention. Well, they could be cooler, with more knowledge obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Shirley’s carved pumpkin won the 1st prize so we had some champagne for celebration. Vica and I drank the most. Well, 5 girls shared a bottle. Suddenly I saw Rory around me and of course, he’s too shy again so he didn’t talk to me. But I knew, he’s looking at me and followed me all the time when I was getting champagne with girls and out at the table for drinking. He had the make up with his face which made him cute! I wasn’t actively to go to him as I knew all guys were watching me. And they also cared about how others thought of them. That’s the growing path. I was happy to have new girl friends with me for the night, especially Vica. We talked and laughed. She’s actually at my age! What a surprise! So when some guys finally had some courage to get closer to us and couldn’t move their eyes on us, we bottomed up the champagne and decided to go back for rest. Just like in the drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Some ppl totally dressed up and looked really cool, I would say. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8837125821643385255?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8837125821643385255/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8837125821643385255' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8837125821643385255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8837125821643385255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='萬聖節！ (Halloween!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRwiMaKX8wI/AAAAAAAAEUA/b-3wxz5INGk/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870736_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1353904024271245607</id><published>2008-10-30T19:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:18:02.676+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>印度紮染印花大手帕 (Bandanna day!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRFWhG1_QcI/AAAAAAAAETw/uTOb5xRT-T4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870734_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I didn’t know there could be such a day called Bandanna day! I was so interested in then finally got from the office reception. Diana was a friendly and hard-working receptionist and colleague. She also smiles at me every time I see her. So today I decided to pick one for my mum as it looks fabulous on women! Originally I was thinking picking a rocky one, but as long as I can imagine the conversation with her, I gave up. In the end, I just bought a lovely one after seeking opinion from Diana and another girl as well… :-P &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1353904024271245607?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1353904024271245607/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1353904024271245607' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1353904024271245607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1353904024271245607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/bandanna-day.html' title='印度紮染印花大手帕 (Bandanna day!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SRFWhG1_QcI/AAAAAAAAETw/uTOb5xRT-T4/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870734_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-192310590841161829</id><published>2008-10-27T22:50:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:52:50.939+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>日本式筷子小禮物 (Japanese chopsticks)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ7lepMozGI/AAAAAAAAETk/fcemEqh4qZU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870731_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sonja left and Hisatomi came in my office. He’s from Japan and has 2 small children. They were 6 yrs old and 2 months old! He brought the “little gifts” for each of us colleagues and reminded that it’s for 1 year use only. Oh… my! I finally got something from JP friend! (PS: It’s kinda weird as I don’t have some JP friends wherever I go except the only one when I was in high school…well, she went to China for study afterwards and we lost the contact)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-192310590841161829?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/192310590841161829/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=192310590841161829' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/192310590841161829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/192310590841161829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/jp-chopsticks.html' title='日本式筷子小禮物 (Japanese chopsticks)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ7lepMozGI/AAAAAAAAETk/fcemEqh4qZU/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870731_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5000964793622647896</id><published>2008-10-26T16:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:48:42.717+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>愜意周末 (Easy weekend)</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning, I was wakened up by much noise. What’s happening? &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_AYgnESI/AAAAAAAAETI/0A_btUspROU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870728_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of bed and walked toward my window to see the view out as there’s a grass field nearby and an elementary school next to the grass field. I wonder what’s going on as it’s just Sunday here… Ah… the school day. All families of children’s came together and celebrated. They even set up some playing facilities. It’s really a nice day and everybody was lying on the grass and talked. Well, my sleepiness was gone, so I decided to do some chores and review what I should do in order to keep up with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepped into the Store while doing my laundry, cleaning and so on, I met Rory and other guys again. If they were busy, I just ordered and got what I need and left. If they were less busy, then we may have some talks as Rory tends to ask my weekend plan. Well, it’s just a normal way that ppl here would do. When he knew my plan to the zoo and motor show in the recent weeks, his eyes were widely opened and suggested me to see monkeys and talked about cars with excitement. I was wondering what’s special on monkeys as I don’t like them too much. But for the motor show, he must be wondering how come I would like cars just like guys do. Ha! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_AzPn97I/AAAAAAAAETQ/qere2NXptaQ/s1600-h/ç¸ç0729_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_AzPn97I/AAAAAAAAETQ/qere2NXptaQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870729_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I don’t like the zoo very much but as it’s the most famous one in Sydney, I reckon I need to go for a look. After seeing al the animals, I love red panda the most. They were so cute!! At the beginning they hid in the trees and bushes, when I came near, suddenly they ran out and more and more ppl coming to see them. Obviously, many children and adults love them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is also cool. Why did I say that? Another bit older guy in the Store was really friendly to me and last week I remember when he handed me the coffee and toast, he said, “Here you are, sweetie” It’s kind and normal expression when ppl feel closer to you as neighbours or friends. But today, I found him saying to another girl, I was amazed that he’s more courageous being friendly and getting closer to other customers. And soon after, he chose another word for me, “Your coffee and toast, my princess.” I was really happy by that! So I gave him a big smile in return though I know they were all shy to do that… Life ought to be like this, especially on Sunday morning!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_BHRMXHI/AAAAAAAAETY/ocPyujHiS_o/s1600-h/ç¸ç0730_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_BHRMXHI/AAAAAAAAETY/ocPyujHiS_o/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870730_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to the supermarket, I accidentally found the grape juice and super-package of the chocolate cereal as which is on sale! I was lucky! I carefully took the pic of it and saw the sign on the right top side. It’s Iron Man! Well, I don’t have an Iron Man for me now and I guess I am just the one for myself…… &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5000964793622647896?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5000964793622647896/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5000964793622647896' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5000964793622647896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5000964793622647896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-weekend.html' title='愜意周末 (Easy weekend)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQ0_AYgnESI/AAAAAAAAETI/0A_btUspROU/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870728_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6738670542029130291</id><published>2008-10-19T11:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:20:35.770+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>2008 國際車展 (2008 AU Interl' Motor Show)</title><content type='html'>This is my 1st time going out with some students who reside in the same dorm community... mostly they were boys... yep, few girls would like to watch the motor show. Well, I am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoW0bQFI/AAAAAAAAEQY/yCzJnCPIYQE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0720_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="188" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoW0bQFI/AAAAAAAAEQY/yCzJnCPIYQE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870720_edited.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoyDH5zI/AAAAAAAAEQg/s-Sx6LjWcac/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0724_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="189" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoyDH5zI/AAAAAAAAEQg/s-Sx6LjWcac/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870724_edited.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxnxdvEEI/AAAAAAAAEQI/zwPH1LuNZ_8/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0691_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="155" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxnxdvEEI/AAAAAAAAEQI/zwPH1LuNZ_8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870691_edited.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoEpcvjI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/NJASnv_MQOY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0692_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="173" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoEpcvjI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/NJASnv_MQOY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870692_edited.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx8oT1wOI/AAAAAAAAEQo/gQMdCPtvoW0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0693_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848088404345058" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx8oT1wOI/AAAAAAAAEQo/gQMdCPtvoW0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870693_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx9H8k6YI/AAAAAAAAEQw/peDNn0oDUME/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0694_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848096896706946" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx9H8k6YI/AAAAAAAAEQw/peDNn0oDUME/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870694_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx92gRohI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/ASLqepkFiiU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0695_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848109394469394" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx92gRohI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/ASLqepkFiiU/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870695_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx-KFCQ_I/AAAAAAAAERA/Im6tnKWw2rY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0697_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848114648925170" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzx-KFCQ_I/AAAAAAAAERA/Im6tnKWw2rY/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870697_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyaqaANHI/AAAAAAAAERI/cJ5Exs_ZPNs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0698_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848604363142258" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyaqaANHI/AAAAAAAAERI/cJ5Exs_ZPNs/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870698_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyaiGrs5I/AAAAAAAAERQ/nctI9eQn3yI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0699_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848602134623122" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyaiGrs5I/AAAAAAAAERQ/nctI9eQn3yI/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870699_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyawfpYBI/AAAAAAAAERY/pUMK2wYXYZw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0700_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848605997424658" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzyawfpYBI/AAAAAAAAERY/pUMK2wYXYZw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870700_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzybGc_z8I/AAAAAAAAERg/jdI9Yaw0BGM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0701_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263848611891892162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzybGc_z8I/AAAAAAAAERg/jdI9Yaw0BGM/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870701_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4Trc5SI/AAAAAAAAERw/BbKSEUm64H0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0706_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849113658385698" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4Trc5SI/AAAAAAAAERw/BbKSEUm64H0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870706_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4YjKZwI/AAAAAAAAER4/owqePN1YwUk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0707_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849114965796610" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4YjKZwI/AAAAAAAAER4/owqePN1YwUk/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870707_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4rH-0JI/AAAAAAAAESA/iD5ZRVAMYgk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0708_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849119952064658" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4rH-0JI/AAAAAAAAESA/iD5ZRVAMYgk/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870708_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4BMZH9I/AAAAAAAAERo/skGe-7Fnm2A/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0703_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849108696276946" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzy4BMZH9I/AAAAAAAAERo/skGe-7Fnm2A/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870703_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQ4csbAI/AAAAAAAAESQ/YxupkS6llK8/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0711_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849535845460994" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQ4csbAI/AAAAAAAAESQ/YxupkS6llK8/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870711_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQ-4jaHI/AAAAAAAAESY/D9aG5Sbfn8w/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0712_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849537572923506" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQ-4jaHI/AAAAAAAAESY/D9aG5Sbfn8w/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870712_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzRBGqc-I/AAAAAAAAESg/uIyKw2leSOI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0713_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849538168976354" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzRBGqc-I/AAAAAAAAESg/uIyKw2leSOI/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870713_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQokDvuI/AAAAAAAAESI/euK1nNW7LnQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0709_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263849531581382370" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzQokDvuI/AAAAAAAAESI/euK1nNW7LnQ/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870709_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzwsRuo7I/AAAAAAAAESo/oNcjlG7Y6Ok/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0715_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263850082334057394" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzwsRuo7I/AAAAAAAAESo/oNcjlG7Y6Ok/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870715_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzwpOH-CI/AAAAAAAAESw/iuMIzml3_uo/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0717_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263850081513633826" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzzwpOH-CI/AAAAAAAAESw/iuMIzml3_uo/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870717_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red Ferrari was sold at the show!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6738670542029130291?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6738670542029130291/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6738670542029130291' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6738670542029130291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6738670542029130291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008-2008-au-interl-motor-show.html' title='2008 國際車展 (2008 AU Interl&apos; Motor Show)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQzxoW0bQFI/AAAAAAAAEQY/yCzJnCPIYQE/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870720_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6658939280256537699</id><published>2008-10-18T21:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:22:49.763+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>CDs &amp; Godiva 巧克力 (CDs &amp; Godiva Chocolates!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQu13CquObI/AAAAAAAAEP4/PO7FaCKR0KM/s1600-h/Oct+18_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQu13CquObI/AAAAAAAAEP4/PO7FaCKR0KM/s160/Oct+18_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be honest, though I still like those sculptures by the sea, I felt bit disappointed compared with those in the previous year. I saw them on the website…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went back to the city and didn’t want to go back home as it’s too early. So we hung around in the city and suddenly I found the CD shop with cheaper price! Some of them are just AU25 for 3 CDs! Jeee… that’s really good news then. So I quickly picked 3. They were James Morrison, James Blunt and Madonna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Celine Dion’s were not included, I found one for AU9.9! I know it’s not possible to have them with even cheaper price as she’s the best in pop! Well, at least I felt contented. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we kept walking in George St. Suddenly I thought about chocolate in the QVB so I proposed to take Meow-Ling to try. Surprisingly, we even walked past HAIGH’S and Darrel!!! Well, it’s slightly cheaper in Melbourne anyway…&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQu13JgW0sI/AAAAAAAAEQA/UtdP1R7636s/s1600-h/IMG_5945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQu13JgW0sI/AAAAAAAAEQA/UtdP1R7636s/s160/IMG_5945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized it’s Godiva so we decided to try the whole 2nd roll. And we planned to come back again to try the 1st whole roll and the 3rd later on. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6658939280256537699?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6658939280256537699/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6658939280256537699' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6658939280256537699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6658939280256537699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/cds-godiva-cds-godiva-chocolates.html' title='CDs &amp; Godiva 巧克力 (CDs &amp; Godiva Chocolates!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQu13CquObI/AAAAAAAAEP4/PO7FaCKR0KM/s72-c/Oct+18_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7573019900137589269</id><published>2008-10-18T20:52:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:33:02.079+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>邦代海邊藝術展 (Sculptures by the Bondi!)</title><content type='html'>So this is the annual art exhibition. I am happy to see it early when it started this year. According to the news, Denmark is going to hold its 1st one next June. I wonder how exciting it will be and wish I could have the chance to be there... (dreaming......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDy0U-WGI/AAAAAAAAELY/rTDj08hHkT8/s1600-h/IMG_5905_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDy0U-WGI/AAAAAAAAELY/rTDj08hHkT8/s160/IMG_5905_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDy26ozEI/AAAAAAAAELg/y4J_2fqpyjQ/s1600-h/IMG_5912_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDy26ozEI/AAAAAAAAELg/y4J_2fqpyjQ/s160/IMG_5912_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDykKdjgI/AAAAAAAAELI/AvbAhqKreKs/s1600-h/ç¸ç0669_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDykKdjgI/AAAAAAAAELI/AvbAhqKreKs/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870669_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDylo14KI/AAAAAAAAELQ/K57cROBMyqU/s1600-h/ç¸ç0670_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDylo14KI/AAAAAAAAELQ/K57cROBMyqU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870670_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEWs5MFII/AAAAAAAAELo/IULdKXNemFk/s1600-h/ç¸ç0671_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEWs5MFII/AAAAAAAAELo/IULdKXNemFk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870671_edited.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEWhef7bI/AAAAAAAAELw/3s-TNFx6ixI/s1600-h/ç¸ç0672_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEWhef7bI/AAAAAAAAELw/3s-TNFx6ixI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870672_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEW23uECI/AAAAAAAAEL4/ILx1VePzwtc/s1600-h/ç¸ç0673_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEW23uECI/AAAAAAAAEL4/ILx1VePzwtc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870673_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEW_-62LI/AAAAAAAAEMA/tOK04KUWV28/s1600-h/ç¸ç0674_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmEW_-62LI/AAAAAAAAEMA/tOK04KUWV28/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870674_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBDjSSqI/AAAAAAAAEMI/fdadsSVZbhA/s1600-h/ç¸ç0676_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBDjSSqI/AAAAAAAAEMI/fdadsSVZbhA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870676_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBVFdhuI/AAAAAAAAEMg/7o9TsmfQ0HQ/s1600-h/IMG_5911_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBVFdhuI/AAAAAAAAEMg/7o9TsmfQ0HQ/s160/IMG_5911_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBUB23SI/AAAAAAAAEMY/20yjNB6CsrI/s1600-h/IMG_5910_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBUB23SI/AAAAAAAAEMY/20yjNB6CsrI/s160/IMG_5910_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBAz8edI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/4xgBsHEYVQ8/s1600-h/IMG_5913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmFBAz8edI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/4xgBsHEYVQ8/s160/IMG_5913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHnEApPiI/AAAAAAAAEMo/NgzfBGd3Y_4/s1600-h/ç¸ç0679_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHnEApPiI/AAAAAAAAEMo/NgzfBGd3Y_4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870679_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHn7wbcWI/AAAAAAAAENA/s6inNVUP4D8/s1600-h/IMG_5919_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHn7wbcWI/AAAAAAAAENA/s6inNVUP4D8/s160/IMG_5919_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHneIF-gI/AAAAAAAAEMw/SLTYYkVD_v4/s1600-h/IMG_5914_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHneIF-gI/AAAAAAAAEMw/SLTYYkVD_v4/s160/IMG_5914_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHn_oztWI/AAAAAAAAEM4/aVwP_8uzqeE/s1600-h/IMG_5916_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmHn_oztWI/AAAAAAAAEM4/aVwP_8uzqeE/s160/IMG_5916_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmII8RLT2I/AAAAAAAAENI/0C-wHstpfaE/s1600-h/IMG_5922_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmII8RLT2I/AAAAAAAAENI/0C-wHstpfaE/s160/IMG_5922_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJ4HtL2I/AAAAAAAAENg/flLDRH2L0sg/s1600-h/IMG_5927_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJ4HtL2I/AAAAAAAAENg/flLDRH2L0sg/s160/IMG_5927_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJOj47tI/AAAAAAAAENQ/i1DnQfnmxfY/s1600-h/IMG_5923_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJOj47tI/AAAAAAAAENQ/i1DnQfnmxfY/s160/IMG_5923_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJfDE_OI/AAAAAAAAENY/seeK3_tw8mI/s1600-h/IMG_5926_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIJfDE_OI/AAAAAAAAENY/seeK3_tw8mI/s160/IMG_5926_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIt3_xGOI/AAAAAAAAENo/1Q-nL1WGlpw/s1600-h/ç¸ç0677_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIt3_xGOI/AAAAAAAAENo/1Q-nL1WGlpw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870677_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIuS-ZF_I/AAAAAAAAENw/0JzWU_bIv8U/s1600-h/ç¸ç0678_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmIuS-ZF_I/AAAAAAAAENw/0JzWU_bIv8U/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870678_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJUrVz5DI/AAAAAAAAEN4/OWrb3w_B-Bk/s1600-h/IMG_5917_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJUrVz5DI/AAAAAAAAEN4/OWrb3w_B-Bk/s160/IMG_5917_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJUwPHYKI/AAAAAAAAEOA/sgcLEW3QuQI/s1600-h/IMG_5929_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJUwPHYKI/AAAAAAAAEOA/sgcLEW3QuQI/s160/IMG_5929_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJU1thI7I/AAAAAAAAEOI/F9JwdbhS__Q/s1600-h/IMG_5930_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJU1thI7I/AAAAAAAAEOI/F9JwdbhS__Q/s160/IMG_5930_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJVCQ2vSI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/AIAVJTYr6uI/s1600-h/IMG_5931_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="136" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJVCQ2vSI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/AIAVJTYr6uI/s160/IMG_5931_edited.JPG" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9uHrjNI/AAAAAAAAEOg/rqsq6qWnji4/s1600-h/ç¸ç0682_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9uHrjNI/AAAAAAAAEOg/rqsq6qWnji4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870682_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9LwxEQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/12ExsDsrKUM/s1600-h/ç¸ç0681_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9LwxEQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/12ExsDsrKUM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870681_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9n6rdZI/AAAAAAAAEOo/WN-T3ztEDl0/s1600-h/ç¸ç0683_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="156" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ9n6rdZI/AAAAAAAAEOo/WN-T3ztEDl0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870683_edited.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ-KkCCxI/AAAAAAAAEOw/M6Fi2XsbszA/s1600-h/ç¸ç0685_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmJ-KkCCxI/AAAAAAAAEOw/M6Fi2XsbszA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870685_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7573019900137589269?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7573019900137589269/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7573019900137589269' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7573019900137589269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7573019900137589269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/sculptures-by-bondi.html' title='邦代海邊藝術展 (Sculptures by the Bondi!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQmDy0U-WGI/AAAAAAAAELY/rTDj08hHkT8/s72-c/IMG_5905_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-388661931837079368</id><published>2008-10-18T12:36:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:32:49.627+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>墨西哥式煎餅餐飲 (Mexician Bar&amp;Restaurant for pancake&amp;drinks at Bondi)</title><content type='html'>After watching the sculptures by the sea, we were bit tired and found more and more people coming along the way. Also, it’s getting hotter and hotter. In addition, it’s close to the lunch time! So we decided to take a rest and have some food and drinks nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvLP8jgI/AAAAAAAAEO4/FmR_jSgECWk/s1600-h/IMG_5942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 144px" height="121" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvLP8jgI/AAAAAAAAEO4/FmR_jSgECWk/s160/IMG_5942.JPG" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvPVCGsI/AAAAAAAAEPA/WR-1biDX-Ik/s1600-h/IMG_5934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="142" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvPVCGsI/AAAAAAAAEPA/WR-1biDX-Ik/s160/IMG_5934.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we both aimed at the one on level 2 across the street. Yes, that looked as a perfect location to view the all Bondi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvK2wJ5I/AAAAAAAAEPI/PzKHFQd8kaQ/s1600-h/IMG_5944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="123" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvK2wJ5I/AAAAAAAAEPI/PzKHFQd8kaQ/s160/IMG_5944.JPG" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyxBpXFiI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/oW1fiMpmsmw/s1600-h/IMG_5935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="141" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyxBpXFiI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/oW1fiMpmsmw/s160/IMG_5935.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, the entrance on level 1 was rather narrow and you have to take the lift up there for only 1 level. When the lift opened, it’s actually a big bar &amp;amp; restaurant. And it’s Mexican! Well, a shame that we were not so hungry so we decided to have a pancake and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzMifwLGI/AAAAAAAAEPY/LJAMIjOnHII/s1600-h/IMG_5933_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263497617512344674" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzMifwLGI/AAAAAAAAEPY/LJAMIjOnHII/s200/IMG_5933_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNJot70I/AAAAAAAAEPg/QrOUwgEbTrg/s1600-h/IMG_5937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263497628018929474" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNJot70I/AAAAAAAAEPg/QrOUwgEbTrg/s200/IMG_5937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;A guy served us was funny. He seemed bit shy but outgoing. I guess he thought we were just Asians and he showed his hospitality trying to make fun of us. Ah-ha! He thought it wrong. When I ordered my pancake, I told him to take off the bananas as I dislike them. So when he came to us again with the pancakes, I uttered, “Is banana in?” “Oh…no…” “Are you sure? You swear?” “……” “Oh, good then. I don’t like them.” Ah-ha! He’s bit shocked by me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNGNdynI/AAAAAAAAEPo/LIT5XO1Ln7w/s1600-h/IMG_5941_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263497627099318898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNGNdynI/AAAAAAAAEPo/LIT5XO1Ln7w/s200/IMG_5941_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNsIc8kI/AAAAAAAAEPw/4ysxJyrZlSE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0687_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263497637278839362" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuzNsIc8kI/AAAAAAAAEPw/4ysxJyrZlSE/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870687_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;After couple mins, a girl held our coffee to us. Well, obviously she’s new and she even sprinkled a bit and kept saying sorry. I reckon Mexicans are more friendly or it’s coz they are at Bondi beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rest and food &amp;amp; drinks, we stepped out by the lift again. Standing by 2 tall Caucasian guys, we both look like little girls… and when the lift opened again, we all saw a “not so tall” guy half-naked standing there……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-388661931837079368?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/388661931837079368/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=388661931837079368' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/388661931837079368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/388661931837079368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/11/mexician-bar-at-bondi.html' title='墨西哥式煎餅餐飲 (Mexician Bar&amp;Restaurant for pancake&amp;drinks at Bondi)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQuyvLP8jgI/AAAAAAAAEO4/FmR_jSgECWk/s72-c/IMG_5942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4570088795535492442</id><published>2008-10-12T21:40:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:32:11.521+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>台灣人的日式手信坊麻薯 (Taiwanese-made Japanese Mochi)</title><content type='html'>So after the fantasy in the Zoo, I headed for the mochi shop as I knew it’s newly open and run by Jack, a friend of Eugene’s. We met one day during the lunch at a small TW cuisine restaurant. At the beginning, I wasn’t so interested in as I personally don’t like mochi too much. But later one I heard the news from other friends, and then I know it’s one of the most famous shops selling mochi and I had some from our relatives just months ago. Today is the perfect day to try and see whether it’s still good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7X8BfZiI/AAAAAAAAEKo/HW3ADxoOep4/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870657_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="183" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7X8BfZiI/AAAAAAAAEKo/HW3ADxoOep4/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870657_edited.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7Yi_uXHI/AAAAAAAAELA/FlcKCrzMwm0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870662_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="154" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7Yi_uXHI/AAAAAAAAELA/FlcKCrzMwm0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870662_edited.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru facebook, Jack didn’t respond me and I reckon he’s too busy. So I searched from the Internet to get the address and decided to take a look today. Thanks it’s not difficult to find but I will say it’s not obvious for customers. The 1st sight was Jack making some other snacks. Not surprisingly he still could remember me. But out of disappointment, he didn’t give me discount. Well, as this is his 1st shop and being so young like him just graduating from the uni, it’s never mind then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7YLfI1eI/AAAAAAAAEK4/FdbLFn3NZGo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870659_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7YLfI1eI/AAAAAAAAEK4/FdbLFn3NZGo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870659_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7YOfliEI/AAAAAAAAEKw/ZHkYwl5voc8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870658_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7YOfliEI/AAAAAAAAEKw/ZHkYwl5voc8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870658_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I bought 2 different packages of mochi. One is to share with my flatmates and the other is for Pricilla as her birthday is around the corner. Um… it’s still the same flavour and I guess it’s just imported.  :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4570088795535492442?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4570088795535492442/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4570088795535492442' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4570088795535492442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4570088795535492442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/taiwanese-made-japanese-mochi.html' title='台灣人的日式手信坊麻薯 (Taiwanese-made Japanese Mochi)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg7X8BfZiI/AAAAAAAAEKo/HW3ADxoOep4/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870657_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2946329342561016918</id><published>2008-10-12T21:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:32:41.029+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>雪梨動物園 (Taronga Zoo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Et19rXzI/AAAAAAAAEI8/lwt1hD3PyDg/s1600-h/pearl+in+the+harbour,+by+Ivy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259928075418427186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Et19rXzI/AAAAAAAAEI8/lwt1hD3PyDg/s200/pearl+in+the+harbour,+by+Ivy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Eur4Y-QI/AAAAAAAAEJE/k033UhsPlqo/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0626_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259928089891764482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Eur4Y-QI/AAAAAAAAEJE/k033UhsPlqo/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870626_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EvO_5tfI/AAAAAAAAEJM/zfi4X5nCxNM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0627_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259928099318511090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EvO_5tfI/AAAAAAAAEJM/zfi4X5nCxNM/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870627_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EveR_R2I/AAAAAAAAEJU/rc8fTKLABBk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0629_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259928103420905314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EveR_R2I/AAAAAAAAEJU/rc8fTKLABBk/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870629_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Eh_kAYcI/AAAAAAAAEIc/Lb8bNDNjODc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0630_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927871836676546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Eh_kAYcI/AAAAAAAAEIc/Lb8bNDNjODc/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870630_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiBQmJ9I/AAAAAAAAEIk/jYT-lKvoNbs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0631_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927872292136914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiBQmJ9I/AAAAAAAAEIk/jYT-lKvoNbs/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870631_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiO_5cjI/AAAAAAAAEIs/8dZiTzy1ZK4/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0633_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927875980194354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiO_5cjI/AAAAAAAAEIs/8dZiTzy1ZK4/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870633_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiS-WlkI/AAAAAAAAEI0/MiTqGl4qQCw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0634_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927877047457346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EiS-WlkI/AAAAAAAAEI0/MiTqGl4qQCw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870634_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EUQ9ePoI/AAAAAAAAEH8/kIwGpNQK5LQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0636_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927635988725378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EUQ9ePoI/AAAAAAAAEH8/kIwGpNQK5LQ/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870636_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EUlIBAOI/AAAAAAAAEIE/neOcCx9hOdM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0637_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927641401655522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EUlIBAOI/AAAAAAAAEIE/neOcCx9hOdM/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870637_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EU-I1zaI/AAAAAAAAEIM/RbvOdDgPltQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0638_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927648116002210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EU-I1zaI/AAAAAAAAEIM/RbvOdDgPltQ/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870638_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EVEkbKCI/AAAAAAAAEIU/uyVMPNfbl4A/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0639_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927649842309154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EVEkbKCI/AAAAAAAAEIU/uyVMPNfbl4A/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870639_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EATY4hfI/AAAAAAAAEHc/OSGoVHl1mUA/s1600-h/n200904870_32912433_5369_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927293043181042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EATY4hfI/AAAAAAAAEHc/OSGoVHl1mUA/s200/n200904870_32912433_5369_edited.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAcByExI/AAAAAAAAEHk/lOLcLrhGfUs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0642_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927295362208530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAcByExI/AAAAAAAAEHk/lOLcLrhGfUs/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870642_edited.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAjckC2I/AAAAAAAAEHs/KHOq1BSdsm0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0645_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927297353583458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAjckC2I/AAAAAAAAEHs/KHOq1BSdsm0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870645_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAi1fbeI/AAAAAAAAEH0/KYykn0ePIgU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0646_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259927297189703138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8EAi1fbeI/AAAAAAAAEH0/KYykn0ePIgU/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870646_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Dfb8B_SI/AAAAAAAAEG8/St5HNvWFoFw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0651_edited_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926728402402594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Dfb8B_SI/AAAAAAAAEG8/St5HNvWFoFw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870651_edited_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Df_fJvuI/AAAAAAAAEHE/0PbYt1_WKBw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0652_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926737944952546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Df_fJvuI/AAAAAAAAEHE/0PbYt1_WKBw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870652_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Df0-Ks-I/AAAAAAAAEHM/VERRGYbS3Ew/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0661_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926735122248674" style="CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Df0-Ks-I/AAAAAAAAEHM/VERRGYbS3Ew/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870661_edited.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8DgApiVyI/AAAAAAAAEHU/Rl6mTaHXrAw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0653_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926738256942882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8DgApiVyI/AAAAAAAAEHU/Rl6mTaHXrAw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870653_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2946329342561016918?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2946329342561016918/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2946329342561016918' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2946329342561016918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2946329342561016918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/taronga-zoo.html' title='雪梨動物園 (Taronga Zoo)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SP8Et19rXzI/AAAAAAAAEI8/lwt1hD3PyDg/s72-c/pearl+in+the+harbour,+by+Ivy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1269201632563205076</id><published>2008-10-11T21:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:22:44.388+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>有機巧克力新發現！(New chocolate!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg5B5TKMTI/AAAAAAAAEKg/XdoGkjB9HSY/s160/Oct+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today when I went to the supermarket, I found the new chocolate named “organic”. And it’s on sale. So I took one without any hesitation before billing. A young guy with blonde curly hair, around at the age of middle school, saw me acting like that and he did the same. :-P  Who can resist the chocolate? And who can resist me with that? Hahahha……&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1269201632563205076?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1269201632563205076/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1269201632563205076' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1269201632563205076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1269201632563205076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-chocolate_29.html' title='有機巧克力新發現！(New chocolate!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg5B5TKMTI/AAAAAAAAEKg/XdoGkjB9HSY/s72-c/Oct+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5319926174055531713</id><published>2008-10-08T21:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:51:32.454+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>營養會議茶點'' (Morning tea at nutristyle meeting'')</title><content type='html'>Wednesday morning fortnightly is busy for me. I was invited by Rachel to attend their division meeting last time when she saw me at the GSM. When yesterday Crystal checked who wants to have morning tea, I didn’t expect it to be a lovely cake! I thought it’s just some drinks and sandwiches or fruit. So when I sat in, Sebastian helped bring the cake and spoon for me. I was surprised. And it looked lovely! The most beautiful one, I will say. And Sebastian had the same as I did. &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg4VyhSxZI/AAAAAAAAEKY/ISHxfH2dVH0/s160/Oct+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting went well, and they were more energetic and interesting than I thought. They made the meeting easy and everybody was relaxed. I like the feeling! As the meeting finished, someone wanted to check whether Sebastian’s speech next week will be at the same meeting place. X, “Will it be held here? It doesn’t look large enough…” S, “Oh, yes, they can. They can OPEN THE DOOR … (murmuring…)” I, “Yes, last time I did see them open the door so it can be a large meeting room for us.” S, “(lowering his head but looking at me… and murmuring again…) Yes, OPEN THE DOOR…sometimes we say open the door, it means not just the door but the door of your heart… (smiling) but I guess you don’t understand, do you?” I, “NO,”looking at him directly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, when he 1st time highlighted the word, I wasn’t aware. But soon later on, I surely knew what he’s talking about. Oh! Such a French guy! You underestimated me. Well, when he went back to his seat, he would know I just refused by his hints, double meaning. I reckon he’s smart enough to detect.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5319926174055531713?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5319926174055531713/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5319926174055531713' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5319926174055531713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5319926174055531713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/morning-tea-at-nutristyle-meeting.html' title='營養會議茶點&apos;&apos; (Morning tea at nutristyle meeting&apos;&apos;)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg4VyhSxZI/AAAAAAAAEKY/ISHxfH2dVH0/s72-c/Oct+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-856748454318005393</id><published>2008-10-06T21:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:14:53.372+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>韓國小禮物 (Korean gift)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg3ZcPzSsI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/3-q-SF6A_HU/s160/Oct+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;October 6 is the Labour Day for Australians. Accidentally, the semester short break was during this period of just one week. Kate flew back to see her baby and husband. Today is the date she came back. Once she left the airport, she rang me to meet for lunch as she missed me a lot. Then she proposed to eat at the JP restaurant near my place. It was cool as I didn’t know it in the small lane and it’s cheap! I love it. So we talked a lot and she even gave me colour pencil box as a gift for me. Very Korean style!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-856748454318005393?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/856748454318005393/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=856748454318005393' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/856748454318005393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/856748454318005393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-6-is-labour-day-for-australians.html' title='韓國小禮物 (Korean gift)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg3ZcPzSsI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/3-q-SF6A_HU/s72-c/Oct+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6440701708695959735</id><published>2008-10-04T21:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:11:08.992+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>獨立組裝電扇迎接夏天、很棒很棒的米其蛋糕 (buying a fan &amp; cakes at Mickey's Cafe!)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was extremely HOT!!! I looked at the thermometer, it said 30℃!!! Oh……how can I survive this summer? &lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg2ht8FAAI/AAAAAAAAEKA/ev08yoZCPM8/s160/Oct+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a really long night for me and finally I fell asleep but to day as soon as I woke up, the 1st thing in my mind was to get a new fan for myself. Thanks that it’s not that hot. The weather in spring here is bit strange but steady. Once it becomes too hot, the next day or at the night, it may rain. Then it becomes bit windy and chilly. That’s my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just ran to the Kmart at Broadway and luckily I got a big fan around 40 cm with a good price as it’s on sale! It’s AU20!! I was so happy and then quickly brought it home. Now here came the problem, I needed to fabricate it! Though it seemed to be easy, I found it little difficult with the base. Thanks I thought it through and used the scissors to replace the screwdriver as I didn’t one with me. And it worked! So now you can see in the pic, it quietly stands there and I know I will have better summer here. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tiring work, I decided to get some desert for myself as a reward. I had to get some grocery in the supermarket anyway. So, excitingly, I thought I found a new café with beautiful cheese cakes and decided to try one. The boss saw me and quickly came to me trying to explaining different flavours. “Hello, how are you? Do you want some cakes? Coffee?” “Um, I am fine. And you? I think I will just have a one cake but don’t know which one is better…” “Good. They are cheese cakes with chocolate, coffee, or berries… it depends what do you like.” (I looked at them right from the left to the right and looked them back… and wondered which one I should take…) “Oh, on bananas of course, then what do you recommend?” “All of them!” “Then, I have to…” “Then you can come back again to have another try…” “Ha…I know.” “Then just a slice of the one with coffee.” “Good choice. They are from NY.” ……&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg2h0pSHII/AAAAAAAAEKI/g7DG5y-CFs8/s1600-h/Oct+3-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg2h0pSHII/AAAAAAAAEKI/g7DG5y-CFs8/s160/Oct+3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like from NY? Do Australians like to try US stuff? Or maybe he knew I was the “potential customer” who would buy so he pushed me a little bit more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It’s really a big slice!! I felt so contented!! And guess what? Later one when I walked in the street with my friend, suddenly I found it’s the famous one called “Mickey’s café”!!! Our RA strongly recommended us that we must try in Newtown as it’s one of the must-dos. But surprisingly, from him I thought it’s AU9.5. And guess what? I got one with AU7.5! Lovely day, isntit?&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6440701708695959735?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6440701708695959735/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6440701708695959735' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6440701708695959735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6440701708695959735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/buying-fan-cakes-at-mickeys-cafe_29.html' title='獨立組裝電扇迎接夏天、很棒很棒的米其蛋糕 (buying a fan &amp; cakes at Mickey&apos;s Cafe!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg2ht8FAAI/AAAAAAAAEKA/ev08yoZCPM8/s72-c/Oct+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1494299729321952631</id><published>2008-10-02T21:00:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:25:32.308+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>澳洲流行樂 (Aussie songs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg1R52hTfI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/hZrzAD_Ojyw/s160/Oct+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One night when we finished the business meeting and business dinner, we went into the bar in the hotel to chill out as it was still early. Then when we all slowly stepped forward to our rooms, Craig asked whether I like music. I was surprised that he firstly mentioned about Britney Spears and Janet Jackson. Well, just a few songs I guess. Personally, I don’t in particular like them. All my friends should know, Celine Dion is my favourite. Of course, I like other singers and bands like Coldplay. Mostly, I prefer pop and rock ones. I sometimes listen to classic music and I prefer Tchaikovsky and Four Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we went back to Sydney, the next day, he put the CDs on my desk and left the note wanting me to try some Australian ones.  :-P  Hahahahah......we’ll see whether I like them…&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1494299729321952631?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1494299729321952631/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1494299729321952631' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1494299729321952631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1494299729321952631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/aussie-songs_29.html' title='澳洲流行樂 (Aussie songs)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SQg1R52hTfI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/hZrzAD_Ojyw/s72-c/Oct+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-9136912866107312012</id><published>2008-09-29T20:36:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:19:39.714+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>天壇、全聚德北京烤鴨...炸小蠍子 (Temple of Heaven &amp; grilled duck!!!... crispy scorpions!)</title><content type='html'>Temple of Heaven was ONLY in my plan with my China trip. All Chinese I met at Sydney or Melbourne urged me to visit as it’s a must. I only it’s a place for ancient emperors to worship. When I spoke this to Candice, she replied that actually Emma wants to visit there as well. But the thing is, last she didn’t make so she wish to come with Candice in Nov as there will be a meeting for them and Craig. Since then, I didn’t say anything about it. Well, I believe I will have other chances to come back anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhck7EPbvI/AAAAAAAAEFo/1ARKm_fpiYA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870608_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhck7EPbvI/AAAAAAAAEFo/1ARKm_fpiYA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870608_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclDc3SuI/AAAAAAAAEFw/uZa_qoUnMqg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870610_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclDc3SuI/AAAAAAAAEFw/uZa_qoUnMqg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870610_edited.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope just has gone, but it came back to me when Craig proposed to take us there on Mon, our last day in Beijing!!! I looked at him with thrilled mood and nodded. So 3 of us went there for a long walk as it’s again, a big place for the royal family! Jeeee! It’s much crowded than we thought. And you have to buy the tickets with all exhibition otherwise you couldn’t see them all! It’s too commercial!! Then we even go into the small museum to understand the whole process of worship in the ancient times. Outside the temple in the woods, Craig pointed at the cypress for it’s his favourite. To me, I love bamboo and pine. I remember I could draw pine well in the Chinese painting. Pine, bamboo, and cypress are the most important symbol in Chinese culture… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclOB6IpI/AAAAAAAAEF4/s1hVxPqdUf0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870568_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclOB6IpI/AAAAAAAAEF4/s1hVxPqdUf0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870568_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclXcGPkI/AAAAAAAAEGA/K4xd0TZ0EXI/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870589_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhclXcGPkI/AAAAAAAAEGA/K4xd0TZ0EXI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870589_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lunch time passed, we went for a light lunch with coffee at one so-called French café, and then after that we headed for ducks!!! It’s also out of my expectation as I thought we wouldn’t have the chance to! Again, when Craig proposed to go there for a taste, I was so happy!! Though friends told me that we actually could try in the local streets, but well, it’s the most famous. And it’s hardly to believe that even in the afternoon around 15.30, you still need to line up for waiting to be taken to the seats!!! Can you imagine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the menu, we found it hard to order, so we decided to take the whole set. It’s not that expensive and with much food. Of course, there’s a whole duck for us!! So we happily ate them and Craig even taught Candice how to wrap the duck with wheat flour, Chinese garlic and sauce step by step. I wonder he knew it already or looked from my actions… :-P  And out of all of us expectation, they provided a plate of small fried scorpions!! We were so surprised at that and laughed at each other. Then we tried it and also took the pics of each of us individually when having the 1st try into the mouth… here I want to show the pics of me and Candice but I guess she’s too busy that both she and Craig haven’t sent me those pics…… so remember to re-visit my blog later on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you often my pics are kept by some ppl without sending me back or uploading to some internet space? Well, in my previous experience, it tends to be guys doing that… is it kinda possessing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-9136912866107312012?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/9136912866107312012/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=9136912866107312012' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9136912866107312012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/9136912866107312012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/temple-of-heaven-bbq-duck.html' title='天壇、全聚德北京烤鴨...炸小蠍子 (Temple of Heaven &amp; grilled duck!!!... crispy scorpions!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPhck7EPbvI/AAAAAAAAEFo/1ARKm_fpiYA/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870608_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7531380285136476952</id><published>2008-09-26T23:36:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:39:59.268+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>頤和園 、當地小吃 (Summer Palace &amp; local food!)</title><content type='html'>Candice talked about Summer Palace all the time. At the beginning, I saw it’s just the place ancient emperors live with his queen and other GFs. I am not actually so interested in. But she claimed that some of her friends including her sister and our colleagues recommended us to go. So, finally we went there on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was bit late, the taxi driver was really friendly to take us to the short cut and instructed us how to walk around the whole Summer Palace within the short time. There are many entrances and he took us to the one we could have a good tour starting from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1aCkHBBI/AAAAAAAAEEo/sjHdGb5TcWw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0591_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1aCkHBBI/AAAAAAAAEEo/sjHdGb5TcWw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870591_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1aaf0TbI/AAAAAAAAEEw/SL6fGdc7Y-w/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0595_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1aaf0TbI/AAAAAAAAEEw/SL6fGdc7Y-w/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870595_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bought the tickets (You see, everywhere you go, you need to BUY tickets…), we rushed into the palace. Oh…… OMG! It’s really HUGE and ASTONISHING!!! It’s so beautiful and quiet. And there’s a big big lake too!! We LOVE this place!!! Along the lake, you can see willows accompany. Now I finally realize why Josh’s pic was so great, just with the view here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1a_pRN_I/AAAAAAAAEE4/B7C6TKUjVLo/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0592_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1a_pRN_I/AAAAAAAAEE4/B7C6TKUjVLo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870592_edited.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1a1BpLwI/AAAAAAAAEFA/0XvKyTxamvc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0593_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1a1BpLwI/AAAAAAAAEFA/0XvKyTxamvc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870593_edited.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Imagine in the ancient time, the royal family spent their summer time here. All is so beautiful and a big place to go around. Sitting at the lake, you can read, you can write, you can paint, you can sing, and you can even dance! Of course, you can just think alone. Or, have some chats with the beloved…… unless you cant get yourself some things to do and easily get tired of the “isolated” space……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17rD1c0I/AAAAAAAAEFI/bLXHfA38eMc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0597_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17rD1c0I/AAAAAAAAEFI/bLXHfA38eMc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870597_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc170CxAHI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/fgVJDQo0UO0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0598_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc170CxAHI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/fgVJDQo0UO0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870598_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both thought we picked the best time to come as it’s extremely heart-taking in the afternoon and evening time. We even took the pic at the long long hallway. Again, imagine in the ancient time, you walked along and might meet the emperor or other royal family members… and then you had some games playing together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sky became dark, it’s time to go back hotel for some rest. Surprisingly, we walked out from another entrance. No taxis were around, in stead, some guys asked whether we would like to take their car and paid the “similar” fare. We were so shocked! They didn’t have any taxi sign! How could we trust them? So we again quickly left and walked toward the road that we never knew… Candice saw some foreigners and we followed them. Out of disappointment, they took the bus but we didn’t know how and where! So we kept walking… til the road which seemed going to the unforeseen. Then finally Candice caught a “normal” cab, and we were relived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17zcA7LI/AAAAAAAAEFY/_2kax5_k_GM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0600_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17zcA7LI/AAAAAAAAEFY/_2kax5_k_GM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870600_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17_JHngI/AAAAAAAAEFg/P-R7JnkHayQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0601_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc17_JHngI/AAAAAAAAEFg/P-R7JnkHayQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870601_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;When we got back to the hotel, Candice suggested having some local food for tasting. She wanted to test whether she can survive with all Chinese food for a week. I admired her courage (Well, she still could have some western style during her breakfast. XD). So we stepped into a local stand where was crowded with many ppl. Finally I got some “fried rice (RMB7)” and Candice tried the hot beef noodles (RMB7). They were quite cheap and a lot!! I hardly could finish it. Then how did it taste? Well, I still love what my Mum cooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7531380285136476952?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7531380285136476952/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7531380285136476952' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7531380285136476952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7531380285136476952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/summer-palace-local-food.html' title='頤和園 、當地小吃 (Summer Palace &amp; local food!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPc1aCkHBBI/AAAAAAAAEEo/sjHdGb5TcWw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870591_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4779619472214191602</id><published>2008-09-24T20:53:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:55:52.176+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>北海、后海 (the Lakes...)</title><content type='html'>So in the evening after the long tiring work, we decide to go to some lakes as ppl say it’s extremely beautiful to go at the night time. And besides the lakes we can see many restaurants and bars. It sounds tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6sxD6cI/AAAAAAAAEAo/2pWTwjrlfqc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0581_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574785823173058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6sxD6cI/AAAAAAAAEAo/2pWTwjrlfqc/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870581_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6xW6tuI/AAAAAAAAEBA/vVZLBn7NF14/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0584_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574787055695586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6xW6tuI/AAAAAAAAEBA/vVZLBn7NF14/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870584_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember days ago when I accidentally walked pass by, I was trying to take photos. But since I saw some policemen standing there, I didn’t do that as I suppose some VIP living there. I was right. Ppl told me that it’s their president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6sDPbjI/AAAAAAAAEA4/BmXJVuG0kuE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0583_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574785630989874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6sDPbjI/AAAAAAAAEA4/BmXJVuG0kuE/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870583_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6nDqT1I/AAAAAAAAEAw/vWxOdym64DI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0582_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574784290574162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6nDqT1I/AAAAAAAAEAw/vWxOdym64DI/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870582_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s probably Wed evening and we were early to be there, so we didn’t see many ppl there for fun. It was completely quiet so we walked along the 2 lakes and talked. Candice proposed to have a drink, so we tried to look for a “safer” one… it’s actually not as good as we had imagined. Many waiters stood outside and asked you to walk in. And you will feel actually annoyed as it sounds enforcing. All of them were guys. I hate that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMbHsh1DWI/AAAAAAAAEBI/jMjSKkBSBws/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0585_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256575009097583970" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="183" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMbHsh1DWI/AAAAAAAAEBI/jMjSKkBSBws/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870585_edited.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMbHzzwKPI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/FRy0l9Gun7A/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0586_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256575011051809010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMbHzzwKPI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/FRy0l9Gun7A/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870586_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we saw one with several Caucasians, and then we just entered. To be frank, the drink wasn’t so good so I didn’t drink it all. During the drink, Candice asked some work problems and though she little wanted to totally relax with the alcohol, I didn’t reckon it’s a good place to do so. So, we then quickly left… (again, we saw Starbucks XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4779619472214191602?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4779619472214191602/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4779619472214191602' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4779619472214191602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4779619472214191602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/lakes.html' title='北海、后海 (the Lakes...)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMa6sxD6cI/AAAAAAAAEAo/2pWTwjrlfqc/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870581_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4764124672566732673</id><published>2008-09-23T20:42:00.014+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:27:58.655+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>紫禁城、天安門、護城河 (Forbidden City and its moat)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYPZRks4I/AAAAAAAAD-o/9m9XZRLD3eQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0571_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256571842833200002" style="CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYPZRks4I/AAAAAAAAD-o/9m9XZRLD3eQ/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870571_edited.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYPoEOQWI/AAAAAAAAD-w/FyBt97aGgH0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0572_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256571846803734882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYPoEOQWI/AAAAAAAAD-w/FyBt97aGgH0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870572_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQAurTMI/AAAAAAAAD-4/Snq4CqVMjQc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0573_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256571853424250050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQAurTMI/AAAAAAAAD-4/Snq4CqVMjQc/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870573_edited.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQEfoGdI/AAAAAAAAD_A/awkTO85Kq70/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0574_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256571854434867666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQEfoGdI/AAAAAAAAD_A/awkTO85Kq70/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870574_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s really enough!” said Candice and Ivy…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked directly form the Wangfujing St to Forbidden City, it was in the late afternoon. It wasn’t too far anyway. We talked and walked. When we weren’t so sure, we looked into the map or asked some policemen. You may hardly imagine that some of them were really “bad-mannered” as they could suddenly shout at the drivers if some of them don’t follow the parking rules properly, even just approaching the department stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this, the all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got there. Surprisingly, a Chinese teacher who teaches Chinese painting came to speak to Candice as he assumed she’s from France. Well, close. The thing is, he was saying that he’s to bring his students to France to show their works and wanted Candice to give some suggestions to point out what kind of art work that French may like. We followed him at the entrance of the City. Then after he’s describing and showing more and more, he asked whether we would like to buy some paintings. Oh… Jeee! Don’t push us! And don’t play any trick. So we gave an excuse and quickly ran away into the crowds… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Some of the Chinese deep meanings weren’t properly interpreted into English by the way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQLqEt0I/AAAAAAAAD_I/BO3f5MUlE70/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0575_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256571856357734210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYQLqEt0I/AAAAAAAAD_I/BO3f5MUlE70/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870575_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgUV4xUI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/q2OiouBtIo0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0576_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572133566891330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgUV4xUI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/q2OiouBtIo0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870576_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Finally we got the tickets (What’s disappointing, I forgot to bring international student card with me! And what’s more disappointing, they only accepted the China one! That’s really ridiculous!! A little like in Australia, only when you have concession will you be able to pay with a lower price. It means, there’s no student fee as all!!) and entered, we tried to take some pictures of its design and US! When we looked around, we could only ask foreign girl to help us. Thanks that she’s very friendly to do so. But something very weird happened, a male with his family were standing beside us and he asked to take a photo of US! At the very beginning we thought he wanted us to help to take a pic of all his family, and then he explained with little difficulty that he actually wanted to have the photo of both of Candice and me! At that moment we looked at each other for a second and were really shocked about that. So, we just smiled and shook our heads, and then we quickly walked away……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgtDrtFI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/f65o9X00vO0/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0577_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572140201423954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgtDrtFI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/f65o9X00vO0/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870577_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgw1X1DI/AAAAAAAAD_g/NoBtsZFP81I/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0578_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572141215142962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYgw1X1DI/AAAAAAAAD_g/NoBtsZFP81I/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870578_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYhA1ei6I/AAAAAAAAD_o/C1bfK-_LCNI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0579_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572145510550434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYhA1ei6I/AAAAAAAAD_o/C1bfK-_LCNI/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870579_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYhnqr96I/AAAAAAAAD_w/4VFcvOpZ7_4/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0580_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572155934275490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYhnqr96I/AAAAAAAAD_w/4VFcvOpZ7_4/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870580_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I saw the moat myself. Too much history, novel plots and TV shows in my mind, I didn’t anticipate the moat could be extra heart-taking!!! Especially in the very late afternoon, it’s more than words that can describe. Most ppl just walked pass by, without a poster explaining, no one really stood there for appreciating. I pulled Candice to near, and told her another story again… I tried to set the story scene for her, she was again amazed by Chinese great culture…… so we took our cameras to shot. Others saw us act like that; they soon looked in the way we did just seconds ago. “美麗的護城河”, I thought…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZvmPOhHI/AAAAAAAAD_4/46UinZwXaEs/s1600-h/P1010006_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256573495580460146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZvmPOhHI/AAAAAAAAD_4/46UinZwXaEs/s200/P1010006_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZwVTwj4I/AAAAAAAAEAA/khYktXODye0/s1600-h/P1010008_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256573508215934850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZwVTwj4I/AAAAAAAAEAA/khYktXODye0/s200/P1010008_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZw4ttJvI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/usUCUzheOeQ/s1600-h/P1010013_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256573517720004338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZw4ttJvI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/usUCUzheOeQ/s200/P1010013_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZwojYoiI/AAAAAAAAEAI/bncfl26KVBY/s1600-h/P1010010_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256573513381749282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMZwojYoiI/AAAAAAAAEAI/bncfl26KVBY/s200/P1010010_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now IBM created a new virtual online Forbidden City, please refer to here: http://www.virtualforbiddencity.org   and welcome to discuss more about its histroy and other culture things...... (Oct 17)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4764124672566732673?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4764124672566732673/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4764124672566732673' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4764124672566732673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4764124672566732673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/forbidden-city-and-its-moat.html' title='紫禁城、天安門、護城河 (Forbidden City and its moat)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMYPZRks4I/AAAAAAAAD-o/9m9XZRLD3eQ/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870571_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3389529511874307651</id><published>2008-09-23T20:33:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:44:23.192+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>王府井大街 (Wangfujing Street)</title><content type='html'>Some ppl said it’s good to shop in China as things tend to be cheaper. Well, Candice was really good at map reading so she proposed to go some shopping places including “markets.” In my mind, markets were just markets. Obviously I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkWspFPI/AAAAAAAAD-I/FYvxSCtHjPc/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0565_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570003895424242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkWspFPI/AAAAAAAAD-I/FYvxSCtHjPc/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870565_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkwmlBHI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/l-aWP6zkr08/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0567_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570010849313906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkwmlBHI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/l-aWP6zkr08/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870567_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When arrived at the so-called “markets”, oh… it wasn’t market at all. It’s a long shopping street with big big shopping buildings!! Well, at least it’s really famous and everything was expensive too. We walked all along the street and got tired. We decided to sit down and had a light lunch. We went to the Chinese cake shop to buy some tiny cakes. Then we found out that we needed some coffee. Surprisingly, each cup of coffee cost RMB24! Just like that? And we needed to pay at such price? Oh……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkw9VEdI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/1vuCHf1Bbsk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0566_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570010944737746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkw9VEdI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/1vuCHf1Bbsk/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870566_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWk6pQXqI/AAAAAAAAD-g/FoWGisAFpeY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0569_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570013544898210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWk6pQXqI/AAAAAAAAD-g/FoWGisAFpeY/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870569_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how did it taste? Well…… speechless……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3389529511874307651?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3389529511874307651/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3389529511874307651' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3389529511874307651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3389529511874307651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_23.html' title='王府井大街 (Wangfujing Street)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMWkWspFPI/AAAAAAAAD-I/FYvxSCtHjPc/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870565_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5458624679758652558</id><published>2008-09-23T20:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:58:11.344+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='北京，中國 Beijing China'/><title type='text'>登長城 (The Great Wall)</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday morning as we had planned during the previous day, I reckoned there would be fewer ppl going and the weather seemed to be better. So, we hopped on taxi as we thought that’s the quickest and easiest way. Besides, we were thinking to go to the shopping streets as well, trying to get to the Forbidden City for Candice’s request. And I thought it's a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8Q3qyHI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/aSemQHT_w6Y/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0553_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568215624665202" style="CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8Q3qyHI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/aSemQHT_w6Y/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870553_edited.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8TWmSoI/AAAAAAAAD9g/nQxchd8rFPk/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0563_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568216291265154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8TWmSoI/AAAAAAAAD9g/nQxchd8rFPk/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870563_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me, as far as I can see everything, all is highly welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we looked like tourists and less skilful in negotiating with the local ppl, in particular taxi drivers. Though I can speak very good local language, still, they easily know I was born here… or, I couldn’t be in help to persuade “foreigners” to spend more money… whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8zvbWoI/AAAAAAAAD9o/9MP7I409TqM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0558_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568224985340546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8zvbWoI/AAAAAAAAD9o/9MP7I409TqM/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870558_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU87v-5II/AAAAAAAAD9w/8LJK8paTGUU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0559_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568227135153282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU87v-5II/AAAAAAAAD9w/8LJK8paTGUU/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870559_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we made the deal with the taxi driver to pick us up after 3 h. We were both excited and when firstly reached the arch, we happily started taking pictures. Strangely, there’s not any sign saying the way to, so we could only follow others and tried. That’s really funny! Outside of the entrance, there were too many restaurants designed as in the old times. We guess food there must be very expensive, so we didn’t get in any. When finally got ready climbing, we were so shocked that it’s much crowded than we had thought!!! It’s Tue morning, not the weekend!!! It’s around 09.15, not after 10.30!!! For every step, we found it difficult moving forward, let alone being pushed!!! Well, soon we saw ppl quarrelled at each other and later on, the police came to “direct the traffic”. Incredible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMVgCin6lI/AAAAAAAAD94/NYe3F2mtkOY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0561_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568830253591122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMVgCin6lI/AAAAAAAAD94/NYe3F2mtkOY/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870561_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMVgjwPW-I/AAAAAAAAD-A/pikyb5WcjlI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0562_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256568839169072098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMVgjwPW-I/AAAAAAAAD-A/pikyb5WcjlI/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870562_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s a hard work climbing up and down. We didn’t go to the top of the top as it seemed impossible. Yep, we gave up. On the way back, there came more…… XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the entrance, we had last glance at the cinema, museum and… the toilet... Of course, Starbucks are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMadi0x0mI/AAAAAAAAEAY/FEEnigYtMGo/s1600-h/GW11_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574284938203746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMadi0x0mI/AAAAAAAAEAY/FEEnigYtMGo/s200/GW11_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMaduakLYI/AAAAAAAAEAg/rZ1PW75z2Ng/s1600-h/GW14_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574288049483138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMaduakLYI/AAAAAAAAEAg/rZ1PW75z2Ng/s200/GW14_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5458624679758652558?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5458624679758652558/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5458624679758652558' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5458624679758652558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5458624679758652558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-wall.html' title='登長城 (The Great Wall)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPMU8Q3qyHI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/aSemQHT_w6Y/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870553_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7767489972709226443</id><published>2008-09-20T19:46:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:26:29.908+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='包頭，內蒙古 Baotou of Inner Mongolia'/><title type='text'>額爾多斯高原響沙灣 (Ordos, the desert)</title><content type='html'>More info please look up here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://211.89.225.4:82/gate/big5/nm.cnr.cn/lywh/tynmg/200804/t20080421_504768633.html"&gt;http://211.89.225.4:82/gate/big5/nm.cnr.cn/lywh/tynmg/200804/t20080421_504768633.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Sat early morning, we were all ready for the adventure. We didn’t actually anticipate that we would have so much fun in addition to visiting Genghis Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after lunch time. It was a big sunny day. Then we decided to try some local food. When we entered one of the “local restaurants (all in white and blue)”, thanks the milk tea was from cow, not goat. Well, it wasn’t so bad as I had expected. But, it’s not too good as well. Here I must say, Craig was really cool as even he told me that he doesn’t like it, he drank it much. So, I asked the meaning of the colours they use. It’s for sky and milk (I thought it’s for sky and clouds… XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along the journey and for the rest days, I am always a trouble maker as I don’t eat beef and lamb. Well, at least all my friends and colleagues can understand. They were only curious the reason. So I told them it’s due to family tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB3ofHkTXI/AAAAAAAAD8w/m_5QZWAk-vM/s1600-h/camels+in+the+desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255832302573079922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB3ofHkTXI/AAAAAAAAD8w/m_5QZWAk-vM/s200/camels+in+the+desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB35m21yjI/AAAAAAAAD84/_Fl-h3gU7Ec/s1600-h/Ivy+on+the+camel!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255832596708182578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB35m21yjI/AAAAAAAAD84/_Fl-h3gU7Ec/s200/Ivy+on+the+camel!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gaining some energy back, we headed for the Ordos dessert. OMG!!! It’s Ordos!!! I only studied it in the history and geography textbook when I was in high school…… now I saw them make it into a tourist attraction. I thought it’s just a small dessert visiting. Well, I thought it too easy. Then I suddenly knew that we were going to take the cable and try the sand sliding. OMG!!! I was so scared!!! And so was Candice!!! But Jing-Fen bought the tickets for all of us already. So, Candice and I held together. The rule is, you have to take the cable to the place for sand sliding and camel riding, and then you take it again back to the “real world”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I much look forward to camel riding in the dessert. So luckily they chose the most beautiful one for me. Candice was in the 1st while Joanna was the 2nd. Followed was Jing-Fen and me. Craig was in the last. Riding camels was really fun and only when it gets up and down will be little scary. And when it goes downhill, the trick is to lie down a bit onto its pack. Then you will feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB4O8OXbWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/c4DuqCOrCfI/s1600-h/me+and+Candice+talking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255832963221253474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB4O8OXbWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/c4DuqCOrCfI/s200/me+and+Candice+talking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB4V3qUb4I/AAAAAAAAD9I/p0S4_33x_u0/s1600-h/real+desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255833082255404930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB4V3qUb4I/AAAAAAAAD9I/p0S4_33x_u0/s200/real+desert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, I kept touching my camel. I thank him for lifting me and tolerating other tourists riding. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have the chance to experience. I didn’t know camels tend to get gather. All I knew was, Craig’s was always trying to get close to mine and so was Jing-Fen’s walking slower to let mine get close to. Or maybe I was the one who had some attraction for them to near me? til I got off, I saw he winking at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for sliding. To be honest, I was so so so scared that I couldn’t help but stepped back. Craig was so brave that he slid just in one min! Then came Candice and Jing-Fen. Everyone told me that I should try and without experiencing it, I couldn’t say I have been to Inner Mongolia. I insisted not doing as I thought of my parents and I didn’t want to get hurt, so Joanna agreed to be with me. We found a bigger board and I was sitting behind her. I screamed all the way, but thanks we were safe down the hill. They said, we did a very good job and slid really beautifully! Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7767489972709226443?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7767489972709226443/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7767489972709226443' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7767489972709226443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7767489972709226443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/ordos-desert.html' title='額爾多斯高原響沙灣 (Ordos, the desert)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB3ofHkTXI/AAAAAAAAD8w/m_5QZWAk-vM/s72-c/camels+in+the+desert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2577060709018024284</id><published>2008-09-20T19:40:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:27:36.981+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='包頭，內蒙古 Baotou of Inner Mongolia'/><title type='text'>成吉思汗陵寢 (Genghis Khan)</title><content type='html'>That was completely out of my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would be going to China so soon, for my 1st time, with Craig and Candice. Everything was just coming in time together. More than that, it’s Inner Mongolia! Though we only stayed there for 2 days, we had great time and didn’t waste any! In work… in fun……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB08cgHzCI/AAAAAAAAD8A/YqoJKi7t6CU/s1600-h/Genghis+Khan+temple_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255829346933263394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB08cgHzCI/AAAAAAAAD8A/YqoJKi7t6CU/s200/Genghis+Khan+temple_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB5uC6pAWI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/6cNiXl26sMU/s1600-h/Candice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255834597105140066" style="CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB5uC6pAWI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/6cNiXl26sMU/s200/Candice.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had the biz dinner with many VIPs. I already forgot how Chinese dine together at the same big round table. And I already forgot mostly men will be talking at the table with smoking and drinking. As they saw Candice and me there, they only drank and asked us to have more food…… we were guests after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we went to Genghis Khan and Ordos, the desert. On my! It was just in the dream!! We firstly passed the “Yellow River” which I read from the book when I was little… just a glance from the inside of the car, I was little excited…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1Pc85bhI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/XeVJz0fayDE/s1600-h/Ghengis+Khan+tour+guides2_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255829673471471122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1Pc85bhI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/XeVJz0fayDE/s200/Ghengis+Khan+tour+guides2_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1XqhtPgI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/nZS1rpsNn8s/s1600-h/Ghengis+Khan+tour+guides_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255829814554476034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1XqhtPgI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/nZS1rpsNn8s/s200/Ghengis+Khan+tour+guides_edited.JPG" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a fine day, actually a bit hot. At the 1st sight, you can easily different atmosphere. We took some pics at the white and huge arch. Craig was the1st to be taken. He gave a welcome posture, which later on we found just the same with Genghis Khan in the painting!!! All of us were so shocked!!! “What were you thinking then, Craig?” “No, not so sure…” I whispered Candice, “Is Craig 1st time being here?” “Yes……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1lnqAcgI/AAAAAAAAD8g/8f3ZtMlLeW4/s1600-h/me+and+Candice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255830054302151170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1lnqAcgI/AAAAAAAAD8g/8f3ZtMlLeW4/s200/me+and+Candice.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1sQhBzKI/AAAAAAAAD8o/qYvLkFYSDyg/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0551_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255830168349559970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB1sQhBzKI/AAAAAAAAD8o/qYvLkFYSDyg/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870551_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited for the English tour guide and finally she’s available. She’s a quite pretty Mongolian. She finished her BA in English and started working for only 4 months! I tried several Mongolian greetings, and it’s cool that she could understand me! So, we together explained the history of Genghis Khan during the while journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Tourists can put on some Mongolian clothes for photoing, but it was after the lunch time and everyone was tired, so we didnt that...... besides, it's too complicated! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2577060709018024284?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2577060709018024284/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2577060709018024284' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2577060709018024284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2577060709018024284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/genghis-khan.html' title='成吉思汗陵寢 (Genghis Khan)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SPB08cgHzCI/AAAAAAAAD8A/YqoJKi7t6CU/s72-c/Genghis+Khan+temple_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8739265090722442715</id><published>2008-09-15T01:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:39:16.466+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>墨爾本旅程最後一天 (Last day in Mel)</title><content type='html'>The last day in Melbourne in Sep, thanks I had booked the lunch tickets back to Sydney. So I wasn’t in a hurry and in fact got plenty of time taking time having Italian breakfast and sipping Mocha…… yes, the mocha is always my favourite…&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255140246534595026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4CNheNodI/AAAAAAAAD7g/L3QaW4sEhnE/s200/Sep+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say I was lucky to stay at UniLodge as it’s just very close to Degraves St and I just had my rich and easy meal. I remember yesterday I was up there for mocha at Andiamo Café in the afternoon as I just felt I ought to. So today I got up bit late and when I approached to another café, at the beginning all clerks weren’t very nice as they might look me with a young face and perceive me as a tourist or a new student being here. Well, they were partly wrong. Only the middle-aged guy making coffee was friendly asking what I would like to have. I went over the menu and just had the usual eggs, bacon, cheese and toast. I sat outside, just like you saw in the pic. I didn’t take any “true” pic as I didn’t want to be like tourist. This area is just like one of Italian styles. Many ppl come and go. This is Monday morning. Too I see some tourists looking for food. Once they saw me there, they seemed to be encouraged to sit down. Well, I easily make my mind oftenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly told the waitress some cheese power on my toast and no sugar for my coffee. She smiled, but still not very friendly. I ignored her. Another guy saw us. When I slowly finished my breakfast I showed being contented and went to the counter for billing. The guy was happy that I liked the dish and had a little conversation with me. Now, they know I am different though I didn’t act on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to check-out and waited for the shuttle bus to pick me up. Then I finally knew that it’s only AU15 for a single trip back to the airport! But well, I will need to wait for picking others from other hotels as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver was a middle-aged Italian. He’s enthusiastic even it’s a gloomy weather. And it’s always a good topic to start a conversation. I sat just right behind him as I was his 1st passenger today. We happily chatted. I must admit that I was lucky to have fine weather in the past week here in Mel. Then we firstly met an old couple. When I greeted them just saying hello, the old lady replied bit reluctantly and the old man didn’t say anything. The bus driver looked at me and smiled. I knew, they didn’t respond him well when he’s holding their luggage. Yes, we both know they weren’t polite at all and don’t know how to embrace the good life in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd old couple did the same. Who did they think they were? Well, we didn’t care at all. Lastly was a tall and good-looking American guy. When he came up and saw me, he greeted with zeal. But as my handbag occupied the seat next to me and he was holding the suit so he could only sat in the back. So we didn’t have the chance for further conversation. We arrived at the international airport in the first place so he could only say goodbye but looked at me again when he took up his luggage. The smile among 3 of us made the Aussie couple felt little with unease. Then later then became just little friendly. When I was getting off from the shuttle, the bus driver was really nice to help me with my luggage and kept saying wishing me come back to Mel and hoping seeing me again. I reckon I successfully made the national diplomacy for TW and Sydney!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8739265090722442715?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8739265090722442715/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8739265090722442715' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8739265090722442715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8739265090722442715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-in-mel.html' title='墨爾本旅程最後一天 (Last day in Mel)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4CNheNodI/AAAAAAAAD7g/L3QaW4sEhnE/s72-c/Sep+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7671145018118545894</id><published>2008-09-15T01:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:58:32.054+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>菲利浦島、企鵝遊行 (Phillip Island &amp; Penguin Parade)</title><content type='html'>The most expecting for all tourists of the day will be penguin parade on Phillip Island. Yes, we were all ready even though we looked tired... as it's NOT allowed to take any photo in order to protect them, we just quietly waited for almost 1 h to see them. It's not a show not arranged. It's all natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguins came back from the sea in the evening, so hundreds of us humans sat away from them and watched how they moved in the sand. Out of all of us expectation, they were so tiny!! At this night, it's really cold but no one was talking out loud. We saw groups of penguins swimming onto the shore and walked to the bushes. They were so cute!! After another 1 h, we slowly stepped back to the tourist centre. Along the way, we still can see penguins standing out of their "house", which is actually a cave, looking for mates. Surprisingly, Ileana grapsed me to see one couple kissing! Penguins do kiss!! Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk4HSw2I/AAAAAAAAD7A/cq_ZwACIBbQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0535_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; HEIGHT: 153px" height="148" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk4HSw2I/AAAAAAAAD7A/cq_ZwACIBbQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870535_edited.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk5BtuYI/AAAAAAAAD7I/XBCqWvCEg4c/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0536_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk5BtuYI/AAAAAAAAD7I/XBCqWvCEg4c/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870536_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we went to the centre to know more about their life. Then we found male penguins will build a house and make noise to attract females. But nowadays, they do also enjoy the ones made by humans. It's easiler. XD I wonder whether female will just go to the one she once sees. Well, thanks that they are still smart. If he's not the one she's looking for, she'll just walk pass by politely and heads for the next. But the thing is, does she have to make a dicision so soon just like others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk1nSzxI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/ImXJ1Q07C_w/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0538_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk1nSzxI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/ImXJ1Q07C_w/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870538_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4BlAfnSBI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/m0qQlDyPNms/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0537_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4BlAfnSBI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/m0qQlDyPNms/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870537_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, David dropped us down as everyone could be little hungry and it was around 20:00. However, most shops were closed so Ileana and I just hung around the souvinir shopping and got some chicken burger and chips. She even gave me the mini small box of cereal. Jeeeeeee!!! That's my favorite flovor! I often have it (the big package, of course!) or toast with cheese or jam as my breakfast. She's like me that as both of us need to have meal around 18:00. So, for her previously living in Spain, she had to prepare food herself as most Spanish tend to have dinner after 22:00!!! I bought 2 jars of sheep location, bookmarks and some lovely golden stuff. You know, girls love it. So, it's good to make them as gifts. They are real and in good price! Thanks that I was awake so I found the clerk charging me the wring price. I went back to her and she's so sorry about that. Well, I know Aussie style, so I easily talked with her to fix it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my 1st Mid-moon Festival away from my family... Before I thought I would be very lonely. However, the heaven was really nice to me that it offered me a Spanish Mum with me. I explained the story and its importance to me. She then told me that bother her kids (just a few yrs older than me) were married and now living in the US. She even got granddaughters! So, this Xmas they will come back to Spain to visit her...... Then we found her fries a VERY BIG package though it's only around AU5!!! At first we were thinking that it's just the burger. And I was wondering why they had to wrap it so "weird". Hahaha! So when we sat on the bench and started eating, it's actually "too much" chips. Then we just had 1/3 and Ileana asked the clerks to have some back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over 22:00 when we were in the city. I saw the famous CROWN that others were always chasing after. Though I am not interested in it at all, I still take a photo of it as a proof, proving I was here in person, and by myself. They didnt accept but suggestted us to feed birds at the sea. So, at 21:00, 2 ladies were feeding birds with chip!!! "So, do you know how many birds were there?" "No." "26." "Really?" "Yes, I counted... Twice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were happy to get into the couch for warmth...... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7671145018118545894?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7671145018118545894/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7671145018118545894' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7671145018118545894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7671145018118545894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/phillip-island-penguin-parade.html' title='菲利浦島、企鵝遊行 (Phillip Island &amp; Penguin Parade)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SO4Bk4HSw2I/AAAAAAAAD7A/cq_ZwACIBbQ/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870535_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2927420076790494498</id><published>2008-09-15T00:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:15:58.881+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>無尾熊保育中心 ＆ 海豹岩海洋生活中心 (Koala Conservation Centre &amp; Seal Rocks and Sea Life Centre)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vJvuIUI/AAAAAAAAD5c/b6IE0WDir6U/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870525_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vJvuIUI/AAAAAAAAD5c/b6IE0WDir6U/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870525_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vCkcNFI/AAAAAAAAD5k/AiCYrvPvmTc/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870529_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vCkcNFI/AAAAAAAAD5k/AiCYrvPvmTc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870529_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vaTe7RI/AAAAAAAAD5s/eSTNWCA0tIo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870530_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vaTe7RI/AAAAAAAAD5s/eSTNWCA0tIo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870530_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vSeCYHI/AAAAAAAAD50/jLuUYhe67gU/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870526_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vSeCYHI/AAAAAAAAD50/jLuUYhe67gU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870526_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm7ApztydI/AAAAAAAAD58/4ug1x1Tf8lQ/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870532_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm7ApztydI/AAAAAAAAD58/4ug1x1Tf8lQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870532_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm7A6irfeI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ySdOtKxV8EQ/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870533_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm7A6irfeI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ySdOtKxV8EQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870533_edited.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2927420076790494498?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2927420076790494498/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2927420076790494498' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2927420076790494498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2927420076790494498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/koala-conservation-centre-seal-rocks.html' title='無尾熊保育中心 ＆ 海豹岩海洋生活中心 (Koala Conservation Centre &amp; Seal Rocks and Sea Life Centre)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm5vJvuIUI/AAAAAAAAD5c/b6IE0WDir6U/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870525_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5721961480012041240</id><published>2008-09-14T23:57:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:19:07.388+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>狗趕羊、剪羊毛 (herding sheep &amp; sheep shearing)</title><content type='html'>http://www.warrook.com.au/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zgvjy5I/AAAAAAAAD4M/OTTspG8c_xQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0504_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zgvjy5I/AAAAAAAAD4M/OTTspG8c_xQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870504_edited.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zhAhOUI/AAAAAAAAD4U/iW3-oPxes3o/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0506_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zhAhOUI/AAAAAAAAD4U/iW3-oPxes3o/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870506_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2z1NR73I/AAAAAAAAD4c/TpYU_6vonho/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0507_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2z1NR73I/AAAAAAAAD4c/TpYU_6vonho/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870507_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zzQMGGI/AAAAAAAAD4k/LeFGUj8yrjY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0508_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zzQMGGI/AAAAAAAAD4k/LeFGUj8yrjY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870508_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, we continued heading for watching dog demonstration. There were 2 black well-trained dogs. They were skillful for herding sheep. And it only took them around 5-10 mins to make it. The host just needs to wave and the dog will run to sheep, to the left and to the right. Then all sheep will gather around. Looks easy, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rqXu9nI/AAAAAAAAD4s/rE-UV5hZPHE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0510_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rqXu9nI/AAAAAAAAD4s/rE-UV5hZPHE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870510_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rscXbwI/AAAAAAAAD40/bKV93W5shHw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0511_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rscXbwI/AAAAAAAAD40/bKV93W5shHw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870511_edited.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rjhtvzI/AAAAAAAAD48/vhenCXbuSmE/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0512_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3rjhtvzI/AAAAAAAAD48/vhenCXbuSmE/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870512_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3r9eMzAI/AAAAAAAAD5E/oZCIwIUnsXs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0514_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm3r9eMzAI/AAAAAAAAD5E/oZCIwIUnsXs/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870514_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next is to watch sheep sheering. Firstly the old sheering tools were introduced. Actually, they were quite heavy… then the host started the demonstration. He opened the fence and took one sheep out. I would say, they must be very heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained how he would sheer and successfully finished one with the modern technology. Then he spread it on the working table and indicated its quality. As you can see in the pic, the best quality will be put into AAA while the 2nd will be put into AA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm4MUNk_SI/AAAAAAAAD5M/dEsfX3Q9kKs/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0516_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm4MUNk_SI/AAAAAAAAD5M/dEsfX3Q9kKs/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870516_edited.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm4MsWbFKI/AAAAAAAAD5U/Lfy6jk6g-3Y/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0517_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm4MsWbFKI/AAAAAAAAD5U/Lfy6jk6g-3Y/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870517_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5721961480012041240?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5721961480012041240/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5721961480012041240' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5721961480012041240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5721961480012041240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/herdinf-sheep.html' title='狗趕羊、剪羊毛 (herding sheep &amp; sheep shearing)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm2zgvjy5I/AAAAAAAAD4M/OTTspG8c_xQ/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870504_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1951740571735514769</id><published>2008-09-14T23:48:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:15:25.039+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>在華洛克農場擠奶 (Warrock Cattle Farm &amp; 1st time milking)</title><content type='html'>Check for more via live video thru my facebook, then you can see my 1st time milking....... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0y5cBiQI/AAAAAAAAD3I/V2Kx_8PyM3A/s1600-h/ç¸ç0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0y5cBiQI/AAAAAAAAD3I/V2Kx_8PyM3A/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zAOZHJI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/ydPdHLFsYoc/s1600-h/ç¸ç0522_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zAOZHJI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/ydPdHLFsYoc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870522_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So we finally arrived at the Warrock Cattle Farm. You can see along the way, you know it’s the real farm and perhaps more bit “for tourists”. I don’t mind anyway. Today, I am the tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian girl was always very active making fun of animals. Some listened to her while others didn’t pay attention to. She was unwilling to give up so we laughed all the way. Strangely, we could see kangaroos too! As it’s the lunch time, they were listless lying on the grass near the lake. I saw Spanish Mom trying hard to take photos of them but seemed in vain. So I walked close to them, then we both had good shots. I guess Ileana is Gemini. Before she preferred to go alone and maybe was afraid of me wanting her to take care of me. If she did think in that way, she’s completely wrong. Only when I want to talk with ppl will I actively get closer. But soon after that, she came to talk to me. Since then, we were always together for the rest of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zCIc_FI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/c_0atj0ERDI/s1600-h/ç¸ç0523_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zCIc_FI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/c_0atj0ERDI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870523_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zOMiB9I/AAAAAAAAD3g/qnvPVfP5cew/s1600-h/ç¸ç0524_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0zOMiB9I/AAAAAAAAD3g/qnvPVfP5cew/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870524_edited.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We and Elmmett were transferred from one couch with Americans earlier as we all prefer to combine activities in one day. And from then on, Elmmett was always around me as we sat together before coming to the farm. He’s Leo, from a good university of China. Currently, he’s finishing his 5 months of studying in Melbourne and he’s getting his phd! He’s only 1 yr older than me! But I was wondering whether that’s his saying only… XD (I am so mean. :-P) (PS: Very weird, he doesn’t have strong Beijing accent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yPlQRXI/AAAAAAAAD3s/e3n04SZsG-I/s1600-h/ç¸ç0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yPlQRXI/AAAAAAAAD3s/e3n04SZsG-I/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1ybm3fPI/AAAAAAAAD30/VaR8y8BIdto/s1600-h/ç¸ç0501_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1ybm3fPI/AAAAAAAAD30/VaR8y8BIdto/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870501_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I enjoyed talking with him. When we started feeding milk to the cattle, he taught me, “You need to be MORE active. Come here, I will show you. Just let them know you have the milk, and then they will get together around you.” Oh, my…he’s funny! Then, I found all the cattle blocked in the barn and don’t let me out!!! I screamed and all the tourists were laughing at me!!! (Thanks, Elmmett! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we turned to learn milking. It looks easy but actually not so easy. Again, Elmmett firstly volunteered. So we made a deal to take pics of each other. After his turn, he pushed me to try. I was scared. At last, I made it but I dared not to drink. He drank it all at once and kept praising the freshness. Want to know how I milk the cow, Daisy? Go to see my facebook then you will get it. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yRjUn7I/AAAAAAAAD38/O5xpKliganM/s1600-h/ç¸ç0503_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yRjUn7I/AAAAAAAAD38/O5xpKliganM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870503_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yfJ9zlI/AAAAAAAAD4E/IYzwz-AjG-8/s1600-h/DSC04779_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="142" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm1yfJ9zlI/AAAAAAAAD4E/IYzwz-AjG-8/s160/DSC04779_edited.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our couch to take us to next scenic spot, damn Elmmett secretly took the pic of the sight of my back with the farm in another way. How dare!! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yes, that is Ostrich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1951740571735514769?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1951740571735514769/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1951740571735514769' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1951740571735514769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1951740571735514769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/warock-cattle-farm-1st-time-milking.html' title='在華洛克農場擠奶 (Warrock Cattle Farm &amp; 1st time milking)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOm0y5cBiQI/AAAAAAAAD3I/V2Kx_8PyM3A/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7858485361229991046</id><published>2008-09-14T23:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:38:38.159+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>帕菲比利蒸汽火車 (Puffing Billy Steam Railway)</title><content type='html'>After around 20-30 mins, we reached Puffing Billy. Did I tell you that my partner was changes from a British mom to Spanish mom as the former went for the Great Ocean Road? It’s also one of the most famous touring spot while tourists can take the helicopter in order to see Aireys Inlet, Geelong, Apollo Bay, the 12 Apostles, Loch Ard Gorge and London Bridge. But I chose another route as I want to go to the Great Ocean Road with my sister and brother next year. It will be my 1st time on the helicopter. And I really looked forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6dEvVgI/AAAAAAAADlY/CF3Ry5Gt1FI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0489_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6dEvVgI/AAAAAAAADlY/CF3Ry5Gt1FI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870489_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6Qm1VVI/AAAAAAAADlg/pBi1AuKJ5oQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0490_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6Qm1VVI/AAAAAAAADlg/pBi1AuKJ5oQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870490_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the oldest steam train in AU now. And it’s still going! I saw a cute young guy wearing all in black including the high hat, just like we saw in the movie such as Harry Porter. I wanted to take a photo of him, but he was walking back and forth. Also, as no one had the same intention like I did, I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6uamz6I/AAAAAAAADlo/kyKppJtz3Ng/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0493_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="152" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6uamz6I/AAAAAAAADlo/kyKppJtz3Ng/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870493_edited.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6heoVxI/AAAAAAAADlw/uuvzBOyn9BU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0494_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6heoVxI/AAAAAAAADlw/uuvzBOyn9BU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870494_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we all hopped on the oldest steam train and started our 20 mins of riding. I expected some ppl would sit on the window and stretched our their legs like being indicated in the tour guide, however, in our carriage, only the old lady did. So I quickly took a pic of her and some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXilE4rvxI/AAAAAAAADl4/jGQwWop5tRI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0496_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXilE4rvxI/AAAAAAAADl4/jGQwWop5tRI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870496_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXilPs44fI/AAAAAAAADmA/GkwLY2Vs9sU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0497_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXilPs44fI/AAAAAAAADmA/GkwLY2Vs9sU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870497_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you can see in the pic and thought the sun was so strong, it’s actually cold there. Well, it’s still Sep then. US ppl were really active. We waved to passengers in the woods and hailed. When the journey stopped, many ppl strived to be the first and feared to lag behind to take pics with the captain. As I approached, 2 lovely kids suddenly turned to me. When I took out my mobile trying to take shot, they then turned to their parents’ camera…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7858485361229991046?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7858485361229991046/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7858485361229991046' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7858485361229991046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7858485361229991046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/puffing-billy-steam-railway.html' title='帕菲比利蒸汽火車 (Puffing Billy Steam Railway)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXh6dEvVgI/AAAAAAAADlY/CF3Ry5Gt1FI/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870489_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7453919477521111283</id><published>2008-09-14T23:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:56:37.804+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>墨爾本鄉間丹頓儂區 (Dandenong Ranges)</title><content type='html'>I must be out of mind that I signed up for my day tour thru just one telephone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I took some touring brochures at the airport when I landed in Melbourne. I was thinking I may need to have a look in order to know what’s new for me to explore. And I think I made the right choice! I even didn’t expect that I could have 10% off with the sticker on the brochure from the airport. You know, you can easily to take all of them as many as you want. I also read the one with Chinese tour. However, after reading thru all the details, I decided to join the local tour. At least, English isn’t the problem for me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1iOCTPlI/AAAAAAAADko/2PD4jwTfGTU/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170821187878482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1iOCTPlI/AAAAAAAADko/2PD4jwTfGTU/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1immhCjI/AAAAAAAADkw/ZNQ9Zey0dr8/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170827782228530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1immhCjI/AAAAAAAADkw/ZNQ9Zey0dr8/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it thru for 2 days. Finally, I bravely took up the receiver and called the tour agency. Best of all, I didn’t need to pay in advance as I don’t have a credit card with me. I tried to combine several touring spots in one day, but at the same time, I was also worried about my safety back at the very nite night. Since they said they could pick me up at the hotel, I thought it seemed quite fine with me. In the end, Unilodge is a small hotel, so they could only pick me up and drop me off at Rendezvous Hotel, which is just one block away. I was little upset but I compromised. I believe it’s a French one, old and elegant. The 1st time I saw, I knew how to call in French, but to the local, it seemed ppl prefer the English pronunciation. Or they don’t know how to speak it in French? Quite funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1ir_KJnI/AAAAAAAADk4/IBsDbSkUEkw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170829227763314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1ir_KJnI/AAAAAAAADk4/IBsDbSkUEkw/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1iiwhxYI/AAAAAAAADlA/VZheBozZlMY/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170826750477698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1iiwhxYI/AAAAAAAADlA/VZheBozZlMY/s200/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8, I waited there and saw a big couch arriving. The bus driver, David was really friendly and experienced in explaining everything everywhere we went. He also introduced the city when we continued picking up other tourists. I hopped on the couch; I was surprised that I was the only Asian girl! And almost of them were old ppl! It’s cool that they were actually retired army families from US. They greeted me and made me feel like home. I know ppl in the world tend to say US ppl are with “less culture”, well, to me, they are who really treat ppl equally! They deserve to live and to socialize on earth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, an old lady asked my career and my major. I told them that I study in public health. “Yep! She could be the dr! We can completely enjoy our journey with worries! If any of us fell, she can help out!” “Well, I am just the health professional, not a dr. (with shyness)” “(little disappointment) Oh…that’s alright…” “But I can still do the CPR, and I got the First Aider Certificate.” “Ya! That’s great! Wonderful! She can do the CPR!” “Well, I wish everybody safe and healthy then” “Ok, so your partner next to you is…… and ……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON0q0Ej8dI/AAAAAAAADkI/JzTUPZbSgHQ/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="167" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON0q0Ej8dI/AAAAAAAADkI/JzTUPZbSgHQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870479.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON0q-Km-vI/AAAAAAAADkQ/utRX4QB-ShM/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON0q-Km-vI/AAAAAAAADkQ/utRX4QB-ShM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870483.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So David took us to the tour agency in the city, just a few blocks away. Several of paid our fees there. That was really an early morning. No one could grasp a cup of coffee and it’s not allowed to have coffee in the couch. So I was smart enough to get one from Starbucks next to the tour agency. I did the 2 things at the same time. So when I returned, everyone was little jealous looking at me and the touring office lady was jokingly asking me to finish it in 5 mins. Ha! A little girl waved at me. bus drivers happily talking to me. A good start for the day, I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David explained a lot along the way, so we all feel educated by him. He even shared his daughters’ stories with us. He’s very proud of them and highly respect his own job. When he talked about Dandenong, it was really funny as the original name was much difficult to pronounce. So, they changed it. Still, to me it’s funny. When we firstly got the Dandenong Ranges, ppl kept taking photos and/or did all tourists would do. But actually they scared and bothered the environment. So I didn’t follow. Instead, I just stood there calmly, later some birds came to me closer. Other ppl saw me like that, they approached me to take some photos on birds and when those birds were more brave to be fed by them, I helped taking photos of them with “tourists”. Somehow I wonder those birds may think, “Oh! Another group of tourists! Are they happy now?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some birds were very naughty; they flew to the heads of some tourists and scared them. Too bad I didn’t get the good shot on that…  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7453919477521111283?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7453919477521111283/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7453919477521111283' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7453919477521111283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7453919477521111283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/10/bird-watch.html' title='墨爾本鄉間丹頓儂區 (Dandenong Ranges)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SON1iOCTPlI/AAAAAAAADko/2PD4jwTfGTU/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8489318051475542090</id><published>2008-09-13T21:36:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:17:54.187+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>墨爾本購物中心 ＆ 南澳巧克力店 (Melbourne Centre &amp; HAIGH's Chocolates)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXe2JlOYNI/AAAAAAAADlI/JiBYIshmjSY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870614_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I decided not to attend the short course provided the conference. They asked us to pay AU 250! Well, it’s not that important for me anyway. And I don’t think many ppl would attend. So I went for the city tour by myself. Ppl Mel is a shopping place as it’a cheaper. Well, after comparing, I will say, it depends. Some are cheaper while some are still more expensive. However, they do offer more varieties. Besides, it’s easy to shop in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel is smaller than Sydney. And many older buildings are located. There are many things to see and to buy as long as you have some time and money. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne shopping centre is my final target so after a good Italian breakfast, I hung around all the cities streets one by one. I got a jar of fish oil and 2 Arden green tea perfume. They were really with good price. When I finally got Mel shopping centre, I saw its speciality as indicated in the guide. Too bad only expensive clothes were available, so I didn’t buy any. I don’t need them after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked back from another direction, out of surprise, I got the white sweater coat with half of the price! I knew it when I was in Sydney, but it’s AU40. So I didn’t buy. Now I was lucky to have it with me with 50% off! I asked for it right away and other girls after me in the same shop. I couldn’t believe that it could be little hot today, so I went into McDonald for my favourite vanilla milkshake. It’s AU2.75 for just the medium size! Well, at least I felt contented and happy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXe2Q2vygI/AAAAAAAADlQ/OQGlAH4bNDA/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0615_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXe2Q2vygI/AAAAAAAADlQ/OQGlAH4bNDA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870615_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met 2 chocolates shops! I didn’t notice that they are the most famous Aussie ones, HAIGH’S and Darrel. I walked into as if I was already familiar with and got several boxes for my family. They even gave me the membership card, so next time I can get 10% off. Then I need to think about the preserving way as soon summer is coming…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many hours of walking, I felt tired and hungry. I quickly got some sushi at the JP shop, several Aussie and US girls after me. They saw me picking the fresh vegetable spring rolls; they discussed with each other and soon asked the same. See? I help Australian economy a lot! Finally, I finished my city trip and started my movie night with TV. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8489318051475542090?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8489318051475542090/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8489318051475542090' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8489318051475542090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8489318051475542090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/melbourne-centre-haighs-chocolates.html' title='墨爾本購物中心 ＆ 南澳巧克力店 (Melbourne Centre &amp; HAIGH&apos;s Chocolates)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SOXe2JlOYNI/AAAAAAAADlI/JiBYIshmjSY/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870614_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1296955545533305813</id><published>2008-09-13T00:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:06:01.959+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>初啼試聲 (my 1st presentation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GExM7Q8I/AAAAAAAAC64/UtyaeICNwOw/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0468_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GExM7Q8I/AAAAAAAAC64/UtyaeICNwOw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870468_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Normally when I am about to stand on the stage, I will be much nervous for 5 mins prior to the performance. This time, thanks heaven that I had been nervous since last afternoon, so I wasnt so nervous when it’s my turn to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Tessa found me and introduced me to some of her colleagues. Mark, an official from VicHealth was surprised with a glimpse on me as he’s hurriedly leaving. He gave me a big smile. Today, I also saw Deborah, our chair for the session. We texted each other yesterday in order to meet but ended up no chance to. Tessa was about my age while Deborah was apparently older. There were even several colleagues of Tessa and Deborah’s from U of Melbourne. Here, I must say, Deborah was culturally sensible as she wore a T-shirt full of ancient Chinese characters. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GFL0-pWI/AAAAAAAAC7A/x3Xyi6itAwI/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0469_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GFL0-pWI/AAAAAAAAC7A/x3Xyi6itAwI/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870469_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Tony, an Associate professor from U of Mel. He studied much in mental health and sexual harassment. He told me that Ya-Wen was once his classmates when studying in Boston. What a small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that session, there were about 20-30 audience. None of them were from Aisa. Well, even I know there were 9 sessions undergoing at the same time, still, the big session room seemed to be cold and cheerless. Maybe ppl weren’t interested in the topic or they though I am just one of common Chinese. At the beginning I told everyone that it’s my 1st time to present in the international conference. They were supportive and held up their breath listening to my talk. I found myself speaking steadily and the next room seemed to be silent. Out of my surprise, one disable man left when I stood on the stage. Just 3 mins later, he came back with a surprising look at me. Yes, he would change his mind and attitude hereafter. I was depreciated and then re-recognized. By him? Should I be happy then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one coughed in my talk. I know it’s my magic to perplex everyone. They gave me a big big applaud and kept complimenting in the public and in private. Tony even asked me to notify him when my paper is published. He wants to cite! I know I made it! I was so ravished with joy!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GFepRtFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/vICSLZpc4Oo/s1600-h/ç›¸ç‰‡0470_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" height="164" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GFepRtFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/vICSLZpc4Oo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870470_edited.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the conference was to close. We returned to the theatre for closing ceremony. They even invited band and choir to perform! The band was formed by a group of young ppl and the choir was formed by a group of mentally ill ppl. They did great job and we all liked them!!! We stood up showing out deep appreciation more than once…… beside me was a middle-aged (black) Social Worker. He looked so calm. We had a short talk with him. I would say, I admire his courage continuing the tiring work. He shared with me his 70% Ghana chocolate then we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the closing ceremony, CEO Todd looked at my direction all the time. A white young official of 30 yrs of age as he is, I guess he must have got a MBA. I looked around trying to see what it was chatching his attention. No girls (only old ladies), or signs were around me. Interested in men? I saw the ring on his 4th finger. Unless it’s a cover-up. Am I so obvious in the crowd? Soon I was his target. It wasn’t a normal look. Rather, it’s affectionately. Well, now I know how easy it is to lure. Sorry, I am not interested in “used man”.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1296955545533305813?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1296955545533305813/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1296955545533305813' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1296955545533305813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1296955545533305813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-1st-presentation.html' title='初啼試聲 (my 1st presentation)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_GExM7Q8I/AAAAAAAAC64/UtyaeICNwOw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870468_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1592431595234940437</id><published>2008-09-12T00:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:20:30.781+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>似曾相識 (In the dream I met...)</title><content type='html'>The 2nd day of the conference ended without any surprise. During the noon time, I suddenly found out that I didn’t upload my slides! Then I quickly went up to the speaker preparation room. A tall handsome boy seemed to ignore me. I turned to another little senior guy. He asked the boy to help me and the young boy looked at me astonishingly and was very very nice to meet right away with his 甜死人 smile after I uttered some words. How ironical! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I successfully finished what I should have done and practiced having conversation like others do, with him. Then I found the trick, with some “local language” you will soon be included. And I know that Aussies don’t like to be pushed. Hopefully, he later on does upload my slides without difficulty (fingers crossed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: He’s actually around my age……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today’s conference, I accidentally met Yeh and Husna again. They were colleagues before. So they proposed to try a good Chinese restaurant. I agreed. Then we quickly hopped on the taxi as it started to rain. Finally we got there and I finally heard Yeh speaking with Beijing accent.  :-P  Surprisingly, it’s not hard for me at al!! Though it sounds a bit funny, I still respect their culture and I believe I will use it soon during next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElREF7HI/AAAAAAAAC6o/e07Ojo0P3kg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870463_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElREF7HI/AAAAAAAAC6o/e07Ojo0P3kg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870463_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElOS0HYI/AAAAAAAAC6g/9DTZSRfWEIg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870462_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElOS0HYI/AAAAAAAAC6g/9DTZSRfWEIg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870462_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just within minutes, they came some other conference participants as I saw them with name badges as well. Suddenly I saw a group of 4 ppl sitting at the doorway. Though they were far from us, the white guy was facing me. We saw each other, and just at the moment, I found all so familiar around, the restaurant, the food and him… what’s going on? They appeared in my dream before? It’s bit weird feeling just like I had several yrs ago in Italy……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElTv4lpI/AAAAAAAAC6w/n5-ADNmInQk/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870464_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElTv4lpI/AAAAAAAAC6w/n5-ADNmInQk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870464_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1592431595234940437?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1592431595234940437/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1592431595234940437' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1592431595234940437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1592431595234940437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-dream-i-met.html' title='似曾相識 (In the dream I met...)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_ElREF7HI/AAAAAAAAC6o/e07Ojo0P3kg/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870463_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1753998621058496548</id><published>2008-09-11T00:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:58:58.464+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>墨爾本世貿中心 ＆ 聖保羅大教堂 (Melbourne Convention Centre, The Ian Potter Centre and St. Paul's Cathedral)</title><content type='html'>The double bed was really comfortable and I had a very good sleep. After a light breakfast, I quickly stepped out toward Convention Centre. Like many OLs (office ladies) and OGs (office gentlemen) or students to different directions, I walked in the streets with a good cup of coffee at my hand. The city trams were also here and there. When I reached the registration counter, they said it’s about 300 participants this time. I found a “maze pen” with other interesting stuff in my conference bag. And then I found 9 sessions processing at the same time! My presentation was scheduled on the last day in the afternoon. Good! Then I guess no one would like to ask questions. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DD6kohyI/AAAAAAAAC5w/UT6Mv3mWnFQ/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870461_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="164" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DD6kohyI/AAAAAAAAC5w/UT6Mv3mWnFQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870461_edited.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DEM_wB4I/AAAAAAAAC54/OSH7vUuGRNA/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870466_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="158" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DEM_wB4I/AAAAAAAAC54/OSH7vUuGRNA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870466_edited.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the conference, I was surprised that mostly ppl were shy and inactive though mainly were “old experts”. Maybe they didn’t expect to learn something from “inexperienced” young adults like me… Also, as we were all wearing the same badges with the same colour and I am obviously from Asia, on one would think of me as a “good oral presenter”. Well, I don’t want to prove anything as they might not deserve to get. I am now not like in the past 2 months being keen to show how different an Asian like me can be. Rather, I found my place. And, I don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DDW4dD8I/AAAAAAAAC5o/lMwtNGX7XNU/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870439_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DDW4dD8I/AAAAAAAAC5o/lMwtNGX7XNU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870439_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DDIzc-6I/AAAAAAAAC5g/51wppOGe_1w/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870438_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DDIzc-6I/AAAAAAAAC5g/51wppOGe_1w/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870438_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when they truly hold a fair attitude will win my heart making me more willingly to share and to surprise. Yes, I found myself to become an educator. And I am happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvaKmdOI/AAAAAAAAC6A/m0_KB1Smqrw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870436_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvaKmdOI/AAAAAAAAC6A/m0_KB1Smqrw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870436_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvUbTrOI/AAAAAAAAC6I/BGySgGUvbUo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870443_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvUbTrOI/AAAAAAAAC6I/BGySgGUvbUo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870443_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussies really love to eat during the day. You can always find the food and drinks for morning tea and afternoon tea. Actually I love it as well. They are sweets! I reckon I can say, Australia is the snack paradise. Anytime you can see ppl eating in the streets. How lovely! So back to the conference during the break, they even invited some young groups to perform. They were more active and friendly getting close to you without hesitation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvskRX7I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/mYvsiLNXu8k/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870447_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DvskRX7I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/mYvsiLNXu8k/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870447_edited.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_Dv4V-3_I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/glGpz9fExLo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870448_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_Dv4V-3_I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/glGpz9fExLo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870448_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This conference didn’t hold Gala Dinner or Cultural Night but did have the Welcome Reception as usual. However, the place was somewhere else. The night of Flinders St was looked splendid. Though it’s not easy to get the centre, I happened to have the chance taking a whole around of the square. There I saw a big TV screen broadcasting news outdoors for citizens and many ppl dined at the restaurants &amp; bars. At the Welcome Reception, we had good finger food and some drinks. I still prefer Champagne and red wine. Of course, I only had 2 glasses. Some younger waiters and waitresses were much friendly talking with me. Then, the photographer came to take the pic of me alone. Yep, he got something to write about, a successful “international conference”. The reception didn’t last long, so Yeh (China), Husna (Maldives) and I left and I got the chance to have the photo of the night view of Flinders St Station and St. Paul Cathedral. They are just located across the street from each other but both of them didn’t know that even this was their 3rd or 4th time being in Mel. Husna had a poster presentation while Yah just came for attending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1753998621058496548?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1753998621058496548/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1753998621058496548' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1753998621058496548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1753998621058496548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/melbourne-convention-centre-ian-potter.html' title='墨爾本世貿中心 ＆ 聖保羅大教堂 (Melbourne Convention Centre, The Ian Potter Centre and St. Paul&apos;s Cathedral)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM_DD6kohyI/AAAAAAAAC5w/UT6Mv3mWnFQ/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870461_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6964577035055733180</id><published>2008-09-10T01:00:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:18:17.390+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>菲洛茲公園、維多利亞州議會大廈、卡爾頓花園、墨爾本博物館和菲林德斯街 (Fitzroy Gardens, Parliament House of Victoria, Carlton Gardens, Melbourne Museum &amp; Flinders St)</title><content type='html'>After checking-in (Luckily the hostess was nice for me to 2 h earlier check-in), I couldn’t wait but went out for half day of city tour! I walked along the Flinders St and tried to have a look at on everything told by the guide book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fa_Wc2pI/AAAAAAAAC3I/q8za6YV9tow/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fa_Wc2pI/AAAAAAAAC3I/q8za6YV9tow/s160/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbC6Fy9I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/d79QTR3_l78/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbC6Fy9I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/d79QTR3_l78/s160/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firstly passed the Flinders St Station and Federation Square as they are eye-catching that you wouldnt miss. So my target was Fitzroy Gardens as I really wanted to go to the Cook’s Cottage. When I entered the Gardens, I saw a huge one with so many trees and grass in the front. Some young ppl were playing balls while other older ppl walking or resting on the beach with a book just looking around.  Then I met the Sinclair's Cottage. It's named after James Sinclair, who was head gardener in the 1860s and 1870s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbWAHzCI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/5K9J2DJJuGg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbWAHzCI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/5K9J2DJJuGg/s160/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbW9Tn1I/AAAAAAAAC3g/KGbCvfYoRqo/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fbW9Tn1I/AAAAAAAAC3g/KGbCvfYoRqo/s160/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I continued my walk toward Cook’s Cottage as I didn’t want to miss it. It’s just like an adventure as I looked at the map trying to visit every corner of this huge and green garden. I must say, how lucky citizens of Mel are! When I reached the cottage, I was much surprised that they did offer 3 languages for instructions including Chinese! They even provide postcards and postage together with the special stamp from Cook Captain! Surely I immediately posted one back to Shiue family in TW. Andrew, the friendly gatekeeper, was happily talking with me. I guess many Taiwanese and Chinese brought lots of profits to them and soon I realized that the ticket became AU4.5, not AU3 as indicated from the tour guide published just this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the cottage, a white Mum with 2 young kids were there as well. The mum wasn’t very friendly but kinds loved me. The little girl asked whether there were 3 rooms upstairs, I replied 3. so, her brother quickly climbed up to have a look then. Then she followed after 1 min of hesitating. Children are always cuter than “socialized adults”… When I returned, to the info desk for writing postcards, there appeared other 2 guys. They tried to make jokes and spoke in Chinese for greetings to me. Maybe they were tired of being silent all day long! Hahah!! According to them, ppl in Mel are nicer than those in Sydney. Well, I gonna investigate this soon after. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3BxUFVI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Qs4yDHZ9LPU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3BxUFVI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Qs4yDHZ9LPU/s160/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3TUZF3I/AAAAAAAAC3w/PoDPyYXjKVQ/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="116" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3TUZF3I/AAAAAAAAC3w/PoDPyYXjKVQ/s160/7.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3vWfB8I/AAAAAAAAC34/oIte4ZxYvLo/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j3vWfB8I/AAAAAAAAC34/oIte4ZxYvLo/s160/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j4YePOUI/AAAAAAAAC4A/J93gd8oWJjA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-j4YePOUI/AAAAAAAAC4A/J93gd8oWJjA/s160/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the Model Tudor Village. It was placed in 1948. And Temple of Winds was built in 1873. When I saw the Old Bandstand, I knew I like it. It was constructed in 1864 and used for musical performances. Beside was Grey Street Fountain. In behind was a hospital, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the more I headed for other areas, I found the local government is actually bit lazy to maintain them well as most of them weren’t so beautiful at all. They should clean the fountains regularly and make it live. To me, they looked dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2QqY0hI/AAAAAAAAC4I/SnoUW-Gk6U0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2QqY0hI/AAAAAAAAC4I/SnoUW-Gk6U0/s160/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2r5fxOI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/P9PI4It1_kI/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2r5fxOI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/P9PI4It1_kI/s160/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2oOfiJI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/kTcQPit_pBc/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="159" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l2oOfiJI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/kTcQPit_pBc/s160/12.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l208d-8I/AAAAAAAAC4g/Pq_8TF5ITBc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-l208d-8I/AAAAAAAAC4g/Pq_8TF5ITBc/s160/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for so many big trees and walkways, it’s really a nice place to stay or even just passed by after work. I guess for some office ladies and gentles, it also provides the time and space to 談情說愛 (talk love). So if it’s in the movie, it’s romantic but in real life, I doubt that’s where the troubles arise. Am I too imaginative? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally stopped by the last one, Conservatory, it’s actually a place with many flowers and classical music! It’s Luciano Pavarotti! Conservatory was built in 1929 and was in memory of the 1st settler and later she had her children delivered in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-yqi0HFTI/AAAAAAAAC4o/lcjUemUuDXM/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-yqi0HFTI/AAAAAAAAC4o/lcjUemUuDXM/s160/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-yqsbj8yI/AAAAAAAAC4w/lUARiDy6Tvw/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-yqsbj8yI/AAAAAAAAC4w/lUARiDy6Tvw/s160/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it’s only around 1600, I continued my adventure. I went up to Carlton Gardens. There, fewer ppl stayed. I met the royal world heritage exhibition. I should try to schedule with them to take a further inside of it… then I saw Melbourne IMAX theatre and the museum next to it. The ticket for adult was still AU6 but I wasn’t so interested in at that time. So I just hung around the small shopping centre and found nothing to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9g9lpw9I/AAAAAAAAC5A/lGAp_qU4OtE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9g9lpw9I/AAAAAAAAC5A/lGAp_qU4OtE/s160/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9hEPfYPI/AAAAAAAAC5I/S6cZC2vsUeE/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9hEPfYPI/AAAAAAAAC5I/S6cZC2vsUeE/s160/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9g8i3htI/AAAAAAAAC44/HOZnJXsg1xY/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-9g8i3htI/AAAAAAAAC44/HOZnJXsg1xY/s160/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I was almost to end my half day city tour so I walked back as I was walking for 3 h already! On the way, I looked at both Parliament House and The Windsor across the street. It’s the oldest and elegant hotel for rich ppl, I guess. I wonder many officials can have love affairs easily inside, in particular around the noon time…&lt;br /&gt; Then I looked at the Federation Square and Flinders St Station with the sun set. I remember ppl say it’s very beautiful in the night time. I will see whether I can have the chance to as I am alone here…… the Federation Square looked weird but artistic. There, there were several art centres or restaurants &amp;amp; bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-_rgeY_mI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/H_TFBfoVxMs/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-_rgeY_mI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/H_TFBfoVxMs/s160/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-_r0SImRI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/HQoWZC-mB_0/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-_r0SImRI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/HQoWZC-mB_0/s160/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PS: Now, I have to say I am from Sydney and I am not local. I am originally from Taiwan. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Sydney is to Mel and Brisbane as Taipei is to Taichung and Kaohsiung. And guess what? The area codes are just the same of (02), (03) and (07), respectively. Coincidence?&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6964577035055733180?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6964577035055733180/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6964577035055733180' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6964577035055733180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6964577035055733180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/fitzroy-gardens-parliament-house-of.html' title='菲洛茲公園、維多利亞州議會大廈、卡爾頓花園、墨爾本博物館和菲林德斯街 (Fitzroy Gardens, Parliament House of Victoria, Carlton Gardens, Melbourne Museum &amp; Flinders St)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM-fa_Wc2pI/AAAAAAAAC3I/q8za6YV9tow/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-8554922078263641357</id><published>2008-09-10T00:32:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:17:21.132+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>下榻市中心的旅館 (Accommodation: UniLodge in Flinders St)</title><content type='html'>I am very happy that I chose a good apartment-like hotel to stay even though it’s not the closet to the conference place. Many participants chose South Bank. Well, UniLodge is cheaper and I found it only 15 mins of walk away! I am lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7heORiI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/wefxW9W5faw/s1600-h/ç¸ç0400_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7heORiI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/wefxW9W5faw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870400_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7mHAK6I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/MISliGjR36I/s1600-h/ç¸ç0430_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="146" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7mHAK6I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/MISliGjR36I/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870430_edited.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x71IwZUI/AAAAAAAAC2g/AhTIONY8jro/s1600-h/ç¸ç0457_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x71IwZUI/AAAAAAAAC2g/AhTIONY8jro/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870457_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7YM-vcI/AAAAAAAAC2I/sw-6FUGGsHM/s1600-h/ç¸ç0397_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7YM-vcI/AAAAAAAAC2I/sw-6FUGGsHM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870397_edited.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydVNl_RI/AAAAAAAAC2o/fC2Xi4XBrn8/s1600-h/ç¸ç0398_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydVNl_RI/AAAAAAAAC2o/fC2Xi4XBrn8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870398_edited.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5yduHC8tI/AAAAAAAAC3A/TtKZnyM4n4s/s1600-h/ç¸ç0433_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 148px" height="146" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5yduHC8tI/AAAAAAAAC3A/TtKZnyM4n4s/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870433_edited.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my room, I know I got the right place! I felt like home! I guess later on I will try to find a similar one for myself when I start work and live alone….. no wonder some students or office workers would choose to stay here as theirs homes. Outside of my window, I can see the well-known Flinders St Station! Every day, there is cleaner to clean the room for you. They will also put the coffee and tea when you may need them. In the cupboard, they provide all the kitchen set that you need including washing liquid. At the door way of the hotel, you can always find the rich info regarding day touring. Well, here’s also a trick, actually it’s smarter to get the brochures at the airport as there will be discount notes attached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydUyJDPI/AAAAAAAAC2w/10q6FEsn_xA/s1600-h/ç¸ç0399_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydUyJDPI/AAAAAAAAC2w/10q6FEsn_xA/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870399_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydiDg31I/AAAAAAAAC24/4QOJPYKZKqM/s1600-h/ç¸ç0432_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5ydiDg31I/AAAAAAAAC24/4QOJPYKZKqM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870432_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Aussie really trust “cards” to function everything! So I need to keep at least 2 cards to be in and out of my room and the hotel as keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Did I tell you I happened to live in the 7th floor? Lucky 7, Cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-8554922078263641357?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/8554922078263641357/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=8554922078263641357' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8554922078263641357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/8554922078263641357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/accommodation-unilodge-in-flinders-st.html' title='下榻市中心的旅館 (Accommodation: UniLodge in Flinders St)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5x7heORiI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/wefxW9W5faw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870400_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2940146779101842505</id><published>2008-09-09T21:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:17:58.340+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='墨爾本 Melbourne'/><title type='text'>獨自旅行 (Travelling alone)</title><content type='html'>Last night I took 1 h to pack everything. Early this morning, I carried my big suitcase downstairs and took a taxi directly to the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another nice weather. The taxi driver want very happy with a customer like me. I guess it’s complicated for him to express his feelings on me. he’s old and he turned on the news all the way. We didn’t have any conversation. Finally as we approached the airport for domestic flights, he turned off the radio and asked about which airlines I was to take. Suddenly, he seemed to be inspired and talked to me happily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t take any pic of the airport as I didn’t want to be perceived as “tourist”. Everybody was looking at me as it’s rare to see Asian taking Qantas. I behaved as if I am local. It’s no big deal to take flights anyway. But then I realized I couldn’t find the way to line up! So I walked around and finally got it after 3 mins! As I entered into the line, 5 mins later, a middle-aged white woman wondered the same problem. When we looked at each other, I made the gesture and instructed her to the right way. We smiled at each other and others suddenly became less hostile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believes a smile from our hearts can melt the ice-wall of humans! Of course, you still need to be alerted as there still could be bad guys around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female flight attendant wasn’t very nice to me. Well, I don’t care. I actually can complain as I wish. However, the male flight attendant was really nice to me when he served the morning tea. I asked whether they had apple juice. He apologised that he only got Apple-Mango ones. I accepted. Next to me was a young Japanese couple and they were really polite so he even say thank you in Japanese in return. So I guess most westerns respect them too. What it’s my turn, I knew he’s astonished at my tongue like another guy earlier that we met at the doorway for checking tickets, so he showed his best manner with me. (Well, I am always the one who acts with well manners.) Sometimes, I wonder whether I should be happy with it or not……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I safely arrived at Melbourne! Then I soon texted to my sister while waiting for my luggage coming. As I am not familiar with there, I just took the taxi directly to Unilodge where I will stay for the following days. Very weird, the taxi driver didn’t know the hotel so I called the conference facilitator for address as I forgot to bring it with me! How stupid! The taxi driver was very friendly and I guess he’s also from Lebanon coz he talked to other drivers and told me they were from Lebanon. Or, probably, he’s from Italy or other European countries. Finally he dropped me off in Flinders St, which is one of the famous streets in the city, and I walked toward just within 3 mins for he couldn’t pull over his car right in front of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne is realy much different from Sydney. It’s smaller but still has its uniqueness. The 1st famous site in my eyes was Yarra River. It’s lovely just in the city! The taxi driver also pointed at the Crown Casio &amp; Entertainment Complex for me on the way. Well, I am actually not interested in them at all as I dislike gambling. I remembered Dan was quite surprised at that when we were in Star City of Sydney. He even said, “I guess I was Chinese in my last life. I love gambling.” Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2940146779101842505?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2940146779101842505/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2940146779101842505' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2940146779101842505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2940146779101842505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/travelling-alone.html' title='獨自旅行 (Travelling alone)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-7151641457063824363</id><published>2008-09-08T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:47:39.012+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>旅行出發前 (before departure)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LGyRHNHI/AAAAAAAAC1w/2d9XAKwz3wk/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870390_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LGyRHNHI/AAAAAAAAC1w/2d9XAKwz3wk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870390_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I am to travel again now. Being so excited and so …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went buying a new umbrella as my original one was broken during the heavy raining day for the ship tour.  :-(   Gladly, I got a new purple one and it cost me AU4.95. I can accept the price but do hope it works well as it’s made in China… many things here are made in China. No big deal anyway……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also got the hook for my wall. Then I can hang some scarves, coats and jackets… I am happy that they were AU2.2. After that, I stayed at the supermarket for a short while to ensure I didn’t forget anything that I &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LG3mEtYI/AAAAAAAAC14/G_AEYCktYyM/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870391_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LG3mEtYI/AAAAAAAAC14/G_AEYCktYyM/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870391_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;might need. Luckily, I found the red wine (AU6.99) for seasoning in cook later on when I am back on Oct and dark almond chocolate (AU2.99)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the office, I also got the last box of M&amp;amp;M (AU4) especially when it’s for donation on community counseling. It’s been a long while that I didn’t have any M&amp;amp;M anyway…… I will taste them next week…  :-P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LHFBjumI/AAAAAAAAC2A/8FTs6qekycw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870396_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LHFBjumI/AAAAAAAAC2A/8FTs6qekycw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870396_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-7151641457063824363?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/7151641457063824363/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=7151641457063824363' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7151641457063824363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/7151641457063824363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-departure.html' title='旅行出發前 (before departure)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SM5LGyRHNHI/AAAAAAAAC1w/2d9XAKwz3wk/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870390_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-5088438440193528770</id><published>2008-09-07T20:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:43:13.418+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>進入雪梨歌劇院 (Concert at Sydney Opera House!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0L4iX2I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/teNYfEmfivk/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870392_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0L4iX2I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/teNYfEmfivk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870392_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s really nice to have such a wonderful day on Sunday! It’s EXTREMELY beautiful!!! Look at the Harbour Bridge and the harbour from Opera house!!! I know, I fall in love with it!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Program:&lt;br /&gt;JS Bach: The Art of Fugue György Kurtág: Signs, Games &amp;amp; Messages Alban MJ Berg: Lyric Suite 3 PiecesAntonio Vivaldi: The Four Seasons (my favorite: "L'inverno", winter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Art of Fugue or The Art of the Fugue (original German: Die Kunst der Fuge), &lt;a title="BWV" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BWV"&gt;BWV&lt;/a&gt; 1080, is an &lt;a title="Incomplete work" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incomplete_work"&gt;incomplete masterpiece&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a title="Johann Sebastian Bach" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johann_Sebastian_Bach"&gt;Johann Sebastian Bach&lt;/a&gt; (1685-1750). The work was probably started in the beginning of the 1740s, if not earlier. The first known surviving version, which contained 12 &lt;a title="Fugue" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fugue"&gt;fugues&lt;/a&gt; and 2 &lt;a title="Canon (music)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canon_(music)"&gt;canons&lt;/a&gt;, was copied by the composer in 1745. This manuscript has a slightly different title, added afterwards by his son-in-law Johann Christoph Altnickol: Die Kunst der Fuga. Bach's second version was published in 1751 after his death. It contains 14 fugues and 4 canons. "The governing idea of the work," as the eminent Bach specialist Christoph Wolff put it, is "an exploration in depth of the &lt;a title="Contrapuntal" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contrapuntal"&gt;contrapuntal&lt;/a&gt; possibilities inherent in a single musical subject." Each of the 14 fugues except the final unfinished one (however, see below) use the same deceptively simple subject in &lt;a title="D minor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D_minor"&gt;D minor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. György Kurtág, born &lt;a title="February 19" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_19"&gt;February 19&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1926" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1926"&gt;1926&lt;/a&gt; is a &lt;a title="Hungary" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hungary"&gt;Hungarian&lt;/a&gt; composer of &lt;a title="Contemporary music" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contemporary_music"&gt;contemporary music&lt;/a&gt;. György Kurtág's musical language is highly individual, but it reflects several influences including &lt;a title="Johann Sebastian Bach" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johann_Sebastian_Bach"&gt;J.S. Bach&lt;/a&gt;, Bartók, &lt;a title="Alban Berg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alban_Berg"&gt;Berg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Ludwig van Beethoven" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludwig_van_Beethoven"&gt;Beethoven&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Olivier Messiaen" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olivier_Messiaen"&gt;Olivier Messiaen&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Arnold Schoenberg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnold_Schoenberg"&gt;Arnold Schoenberg&lt;/a&gt;. His wider influences range from &lt;a title="Guillaume de Machaut" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guillaume_de_Machaut"&gt;Guillaume de Machaut&lt;/a&gt;, whose music he transcribed for piano, through French &lt;a title="Gothic architecture" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gothic_architecture"&gt;Gothic architecture&lt;/a&gt; to the plays of &lt;a title="Samuel Beckett" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_Beckett"&gt;Samuel Beckett&lt;/a&gt;, the works of &lt;a title="James Joyce" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Joyce"&gt;James Joyce&lt;/a&gt;, the novels of &lt;a title="Dostoevsky" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dostoevsky"&gt;Dostoevsky&lt;/a&gt; and the writings of &lt;a title="Goethe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goethe"&gt;Goethe&lt;/a&gt;. Signs, Games and Messages for Strings (since 1989)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0THsmZI/AAAAAAAAC1g/UA7NWVt4aBc/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870394_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0THsmZI/AAAAAAAAC1g/UA7NWVt4aBc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870394_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lyric Suite is a six-&lt;a title="Movement (music)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Movement_(music)"&gt;movement&lt;/a&gt; work for &lt;a title="String quartet" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/String_quartet"&gt;string quartet&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a title="Alban Berg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alban_Berg"&gt;Alban Berg&lt;/a&gt; between 1925 and 1926 using methods derived from Schoenberg's &lt;a title="Twelve tone technique" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelve_tone_technique"&gt;twelve tone technique&lt;/a&gt;. Though publicly dedicated to &lt;a title="Alexander von Zemlinsky" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_von_Zemlinsky"&gt;Alexander von Zemlinsky&lt;/a&gt; (from whose 'Lyric Symphony' it quotes), the work has recently been revealed to possess a 'secret dedication' and outline a 'secret programme'. Berg himself arranged three of the movements for string orchestra. Alban Maria Johannes Berg (&lt;a title="February 9" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_9"&gt;February 9&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1885" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1885"&gt;1885&lt;/a&gt; – &lt;a title="December 24" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_24"&gt;December 24&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1935" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1935"&gt;1935&lt;/a&gt;) was an &lt;a title="Austria" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austria"&gt;Austrian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Composer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Composer"&gt;composer&lt;/a&gt;. He was a member of the &lt;a title="Second Viennese School" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Viennese_School"&gt;Second Viennese School&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a title="Arnold Schoenberg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnold_Schoenberg"&gt;Arnold Schoenberg&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Anton Webern" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anton_Webern"&gt;Anton Webern&lt;/a&gt;, and produced compositions that combined &lt;a title="Gustav Mahler" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gustav_Mahler"&gt;Mahlerian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Romantic music" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romantic_music"&gt;Romanticism&lt;/a&gt; with a personal adaptation of Schoenberg's &lt;a title="Twelve-tone technique" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twelve-tone_technique"&gt;twelve-tone technique&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Four Seasons (Le quattro stagioni in original &lt;a title="Italian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_language"&gt;Italian&lt;/a&gt;) is a set of four &lt;a title="Violin concerto" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Violin_concerto"&gt;violin concertos&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a title="Antonio Vivaldi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antonio_Vivaldi"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/a&gt;. Composed in &lt;a title="1723" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1723"&gt;1723&lt;/a&gt;, The Four Seasons is Vivaldi's best-known work, and is among the most popular pieces of &lt;a title="Baroque music" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baroque_music"&gt;Baroque music&lt;/a&gt;. The work has been recorded on numerous occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerto No. 1 in E major, Op. 8, &lt;a title="Ryom Verzeichnis" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ryom_Verzeichnis"&gt;RV&lt;/a&gt; 269, "La primavera" (Spring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Largo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt; Pastorale&lt;br /&gt;Concerto No. 2 in G minor, Op. 8, RV 315, "L'estate" (Summer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt; non molto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Adagio&lt;/a&gt; e piano - &lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Presto&lt;/a&gt; e forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Presto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerto No. 3 in F major, Op. 8, RV 293, "L'autunno" (Autumn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Adagio&lt;/a&gt; molto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, "L'inverno" (Winter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt; non molto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Largo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tempo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tempo#Italian_tempo_markings"&gt;Allegro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0UZGKGI/AAAAAAAAC1o/jigBLxaAqKg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870395_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0UZGKGI/AAAAAAAAC1o/jigBLxaAqKg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870395_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu-Heng asked me whether I liked it and how I felt of the chamber orchestra. Well, to be frank, I admit that they are really skillful. They performed the totally different feeling compared with other orchestras around the world… and the way of interpretation was much far different as well……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw the long purple carpet. Actually I didn’t notice that at the beginning. When Yu-Heng showed me, he wondered whether I like it, “Yes, I feel it softer and gentle. It’s for the place of music, not for movies stars. Of course, I prefer purple rather than red.”  :-)  Then he was in his thought for mins…&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-5088438440193528770?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/5088438440193528770/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=5088438440193528770' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5088438440193528770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/5088438440193528770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/concert-at-sydney-opera-house.html' title='進入雪梨歌劇院 (Concert at Sydney Opera House!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMUO0L4iX2I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/teNYfEmfivk/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870392_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-417422916079303810</id><published>2008-09-06T22:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:21:23.865+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>雨中作樂！(Having fun in the raining day!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLXworQQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/oGj3aEe7DdU/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870370_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLXworQQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/oGj3aEe7DdU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870370_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYFcnRzI/AAAAAAAACyY/BjdjFyQWMp8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870371_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYFcnRzI/AAAAAAAACyY/BjdjFyQWMp8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870371_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our plan one week ago when I firstly saw the news. Finally when the day came, Geeeeeee! It’s raining heavily!!! It rained from Thursday night til Saturday night!!! How discouraging!!! When I woke up, I felt totally awful. Still, since we had booked the tickets, I went out to meet Kate and Meow-Ling for our breakfast. Yes, we chose to dine at the Point café near Broadway shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only a few ppl walking in the rain, in the streets. When I entered, I was the 1st guest, so I happily greeted them and they happily did the same. You know sometimes I am shy to talk to new ppl. For locals here, they were much happier to talk to you when they are not busy, and it means, when there are only a few guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Kate and Meow-Ling arrived. Then we ordered a great breakfast and coffee. Meow-Ling and I had the same of mocha and Aussie breakfast. It was burger with bacon, tomato and some veggie. Kate had the white coffee and the yogurt with lots of fruit. I knew it could be very good but I dislike bananas. Besides, I thought the ship may swim for while so I was actually worried to have seasick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain didnt stop a bit and rained heavily. It was really terrible. My umbrella was even broken. We were all wet when we finally got the ship with Priscilla (my flat mate), Priscilla’s 2 friends, Candice and Sonja. Before then, we passed the Darling Harbour and I quickly took the pic of it in the morning in the rain……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYfke2vI/AAAAAAAACyo/-J04w-D3PO8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870372_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYfke2vI/AAAAAAAACyo/-J04w-D3PO8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870372_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYTlsfII/AAAAAAAACyg/d4UY5w_Sfd0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870376_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLYTlsfII/AAAAAAAACyg/d4UY5w_Sfd0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870376_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon after the ship tour, Kate, Meow-Ling and I went for Korean food as others had other appointments. This was my 1st time to try the real Korean food. And I finally heard Kate talking in Korean. As I cant eat spicy food, beef and lamb, she recommended me to try the veggie with Miso soup. During the cold and wet day, it’s really good to have HOT food with good friends. After that, we visited Meow-Ling’s place for some women’s talk (they both kids already...) and she even prepared us coffee. I knew I am already a fan of good café.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfgT0WQI/AAAAAAAACyw/8BdtjvdJuJo/s1600-h/IMG_5854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfgT0WQI/AAAAAAAACyw/8BdtjvdJuJo/s160/IMG_5854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfl8DfjI/AAAAAAAACy4/ClTAhoV8DoI/s1600-h/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfl8DfjI/AAAAAAAACy4/ClTAhoV8DoI/s160/IMG_5855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfmJWHsI/AAAAAAAACzA/-VXP2bbK29g/s1600-h/IMG_5856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPUfmJWHsI/AAAAAAAACzA/-VXP2bbK29g/s160/IMG_5856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-417422916079303810?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/417422916079303810/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=417422916079303810' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/417422916079303810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/417422916079303810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/having-fun-in-raining-day.html' title='雨中作樂！(Having fun in the raining day!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPLXworQQI/AAAAAAAACyQ/oGj3aEe7DdU/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870370_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-887145324579535592</id><published>2008-09-06T22:36:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:15:42.617+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>難忘的雨天船上探險 (Unforgettable ship tour with Doulos in the raining day!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vRwvPaI/AAAAAAAACzQ/EiU55ZL6Fmg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870375_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vRwvPaI/AAAAAAAACzQ/EiU55ZL6Fmg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870375_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vCW7nxI/AAAAAAAACzI/opZiTayACwk/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870373_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vCW7nxI/AAAAAAAACzI/opZiTayACwk/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870373_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was much interested in the mysterious ship of Doulos when I 1st time read the news about her last visit at Sydney. I passed and posted the news to all my good and potential friends and even asked my flatmate to help book the tickets as I don’t have the credit card. So in the end, there were 8 girls of us in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vhk9O9I/AAAAAAAACzY/gph5b5hGdT0/s1600-h/IMG_5838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vhk9O9I/AAAAAAAACzY/gph5b5hGdT0/s160/IMG_5838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vgCfLqI/AAAAAAAACzg/aOiRsYEYJKc/s1600-h/IMG_5839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vgCfLqI/AAAAAAAACzg/aOiRsYEYJKc/s160/IMG_5839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the instructions of the location, we thought it’s just at the Wharf 5 of Darling Harbour. Then we soon found it’s actually in another direction. So we moved forward there with haste. Finally we arrived and they agreed on changing our tour time a bit later. This allowed us some time to be examined from head to toe and to wait for Sonja. Otherwise, it’s a shame to miss it even though it rained heavily. It’s hard to imagine that 8 girls went for the ship tour during the rain.  :-P  I must, it really rained cats and dogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qPhySEI/AAAAAAAACzo/5Fnbk1CZ-1A/s1600-h/IMG_5840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qPhySEI/AAAAAAAACzo/5Fnbk1CZ-1A/s160/IMG_5840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qbjjnuI/AAAAAAAACzw/e_-24Vyxkt4/s1600-h/IMG_5841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qbjjnuI/AAAAAAAACzw/e_-24Vyxkt4/s160/IMG_5841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got the board, you can see we were all wet. Thanks that our tour guide, Jocelyn, was really nice to respond to my request upon the waiting for Sonja. She has been with Doulos 15 years and has a daughter. She’s very happy that her husband supported her idea working on the ship. To me, I hardly imagine my life in the sea…… I know it’s difficult to make it on the terrible day. I had had the thought of giving up when I woke up. Doulos was actually a ship with full of love and patience. It brought help and education for many ppl in the world when she led all the crew to give assistance in the developing world or places after being suffered disasters. Mainly, they passed the message of God’s love. Though I am a Buddhist, still, I respect all religions as I firmly believe they lead humans to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qf1xgoI/AAAAAAAACz4/EohaiYT-x-k/s1600-h/IMG_5842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qf1xgoI/AAAAAAAACz4/EohaiYT-x-k/s160/IMG_5842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qSk62JI/AAAAAAAAC0A/Xt_FdgbcqsQ/s1600-h/IMG_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT3qSk62JI/AAAAAAAAC0A/Xt_FdgbcqsQ/s160/IMG_5852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ship, we could see many pictures talking about past history and ppl. Among them, there was one with all the portraits to make up the shape of ship, Doulos. Really cool, isn’t it? We also visited where crew lives and understand how they live their life in the sea. Many young kids decorated their rooms and doors even they are really small. There was a doctor who hung many pics on his door as he loved to take photos. Also, there was pre-school on the ship for crew’s family! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S-oSBMI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/SMVYJyJThLQ/s1600-h/IMG_5844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S-oSBMI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/SMVYJyJThLQ/s160/IMG_5844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S5UEMyI/AAAAAAAAC0I/wXp6HPhuxc8/s1600-h/IMG_5843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S5UEMyI/AAAAAAAAC0I/wXp6HPhuxc8/s160/IMG_5843.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued walking toward the basement where stored tons of books and the engine room. On the bookshelf we saw some nets hanging beside. Guess why are they there? Yes, if the ship is shaking strongly, books may fall down and hard to be picked up as there are too many! So the net can be very helpful to catch them up! Smart, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S9nwJ5I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/FgEFtaTwoUA/s1600-h/IMG_5845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4S9nwJ5I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/FgEFtaTwoUA/s160/IMG_5845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4TCjihfI/AAAAAAAAC0g/mVoQf8X3MCA/s1600-h/IMG_5847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT4TCjihfI/AAAAAAAAC0g/mVoQf8X3MCA/s160/IMG_5847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though food was provided, still, some ppl would like to prepare on their own as different ppl have different taste style. Or, some Moms could make cookies for their small kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AJH_ttI/AAAAAAAAC0o/B9zKsJspDvI/s1600-h/IMG_5846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AJH_ttI/AAAAAAAAC0o/B9zKsJspDvI/s160/IMG_5846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AefaRuI/AAAAAAAAC0w/IOqiYkh0qGc/s1600-h/IMG_5849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AefaRuI/AAAAAAAAC0w/IOqiYkh0qGc/s160/IMG_5849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there’s a huge dining place for so many crew members. It’s the time for all to get together for talking and sharing. There were also many single ppl so they could be taken care of by other families. It’s a good support system for most ppl have to live on the ship for 2 years. Some live even longer. So, they might miss their original family very much at times especially when they sailed far away on this beautiful planet…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AUAWG7I/AAAAAAAAC04/IhYw-BVRRwI/s1600-h/IMG_5850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5AUAWG7I/AAAAAAAAC04/IhYw-BVRRwI/s160/IMG_5850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5ARK5AMI/AAAAAAAAC1A/wYZGWemoHFU/s1600-h/IMG_5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5ARK5AMI/AAAAAAAAC1A/wYZGWemoHFU/s160/IMG_5851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we went around the bookstore but didn’t taste the coffee as it’s closed! Oh… then I bought a key ring with the pic of Doulos. I reckon I will give it to my sister then. And after, we eventually got off the ship and said goodbye to her……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5rT9wFkI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/LljvAZ3YhBc/s1600-h/IMG_5853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5rT9wFkI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/LljvAZ3YhBc/s160/IMG_5853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5rUyHDgI/AAAAAAAAC1I/-YnOTZVa4rY/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870374_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT5rUyHDgI/AAAAAAAAC1I/-YnOTZVa4rY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870374_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy I was with her for 1.5 hours…&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-887145324579535592?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/887145324579535592/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=887145324579535592' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/887145324579535592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/887145324579535592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/unforgettable-ship-tour-with-doulos-in.html' title='難忘的雨天船上探險 (Unforgettable ship tour with Doulos in the raining day!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMT2vRwvPaI/AAAAAAAACzQ/EiU55ZL6Fmg/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870375_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2208205227738779509</id><published>2008-09-06T22:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:11:05.669+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>荳露斯號澳洲最後航程 (MV Doulos in Sydney)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPFLF-LCsI/AAAAAAAACxo/tbmVGyvFqeE/s1600-h/MV+Doulos,+final+aussie+tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPFLF-LCsI/AAAAAAAACxo/tbmVGyvFqeE/s160/MV+Doulos,+final+aussie+tour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (from the news) The Doulos was built in 1914 and is the world's oldest ocean going passenger ship still active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a crew and staff of 330 Christian volunteers from 50 nations. This historic vessel has visited over 100 countries on 6 continents and has the purpose of bringing knowledge help and hope to the people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has changed her name and occupation four times since her robust beginnings in 1914. She obtained a face-lift and transplant after serving in both world wars. In 1948, she left New York, destined to see the world. Year after year, her name is etched in the Guinness Book of Records. This August, she will celebrate her 94th birthday in Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years younger than Titanic, active at an age when most ocean-going vessels are rusted scraps in the ship yard, Doulos continues to sail the seven seas bringing a message of knowledge, help and hope to the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally built to transport fruit, Doulos has had a fruitful career carrying literature and aid to more than 100 countries.  The world's oldest ocean-going passenger vessel serves as the globe's largest floating bookshop, maintaining a selection of 6,000 titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1999, Doulos sailed around Australia, attracting more than 200,000 visitors.  Since then, she has toured 175 ports in 66 countries, splashing through waters along 3 continents.  After nearly a decade, this “grand old lady” and her international crew returns for her final Aussie tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM Australia invites us to participate in this historic experience. Join us onboard for a tour, sign up for a programme, browse the world famous bookshop, and enjoy a superb coffee and candid conversation in the International Cafe with members of Doulos’ multi-cultural crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be her last visit to Sydney and all are welcome to come onboard and enjoy a 45 minute guided tour of the inside of the vessel. Bookings are essential, and tickets are $10 for Adults and $2 for 16 and under. For more information visit: &lt;a href="http://www.doulosdownunder.org.au/"&gt;www.doulosdownunder.org.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF78ZNOI/AAAAAAAACx4/RP4vcNXxUac/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870378_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF78ZNOI/AAAAAAAACx4/RP4vcNXxUac/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870378_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF0qb_UI/AAAAAAAACxw/rju_uNJXL4w/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870377_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF0qb_UI/AAAAAAAACxw/rju_uNJXL4w/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870377_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF6HLdII/AAAAAAAACyA/DZzIDlP8Jz8/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870379_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGF6HLdII/AAAAAAAACyA/DZzIDlP8Jz8/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870379_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGGMZCOQI/AAAAAAAACyI/R_4GPQ3Hn6A/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870380_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 122px; HEIGHT: 157px" height="161" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPGGMZCOQI/AAAAAAAACyI/R_4GPQ3Hn6A/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870380_edited.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2208205227738779509?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2208205227738779509/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2208205227738779509' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2208205227738779509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2208205227738779509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/mv-doulos-in-sydney.html' title='荳露斯號澳洲最後航程 (MV Doulos in Sydney)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMPFLF-LCsI/AAAAAAAACxo/tbmVGyvFqeE/s72-c/MV+Doulos,+final+aussie+tour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6821369954348700009</id><published>2008-09-05T13:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:53:19.573+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>慈善音樂會 (concert by donation)</title><content type='html'>Concert Program:&lt;br /&gt;Grieg - Piano Concerto in A minor Op. 16 (featuring guest soloist Andrew Carruthers)&lt;br /&gt;Berlioz - Hungarian March from 'La Damnation de Faust'&lt;br /&gt;Shostakovich - Ballet Suite No. 1 for Orchestra, conducted by George Ellis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually it’s not the common one we usual know for donating money to some specific NPOs or help programs. It’s arguably free. Somehow, they suggested us to donate a little for their future running concerts. It’s proposed that Ault is for AU10 while student is for AU5. Then we got a program booklet and 2 lottery tickets. They planned to draw 2 lucky guys to win their CDs. Christine naughtily questioned that they didn’t actually ask us to present our identification. I forgot to respond her that it’s in fact free with some donation as you wish. Apparently, everyone just donated as they had been suggested…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Taiwan, I usually went to concert or dance with my dearest sister, Mercedes. In my mind, only she can be the musical soul and with a good taste for me and with me to enjoy and to show me how much wonderful music that exists in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there were a group of friends with me to. They were Christine (豪氣的挪威姐姐), Meow-Ling, and my flatmates Olivia and Priscilla. Christine and I firstly had our dinner together at the Vietnamese restaurant as she hadn’t tried here. Then we went to meet my flatmates and walked toward the concert place. It’s not far anyway. But, it rained for the whole day and whole evening!! That’s really discouraging! During the meal, we talked from recent studies to life observation. In the meantime, we tried to clarify some social facts and misunderstanding with an open-mind. I must say, only when I met her, I finally truly understood how to learn with an open-mind and felt the equal way she behaves all the time. I know I am lucky to have many colleagues and friends to really learn from each other and share with each other. Somehow, some of them are out of curiosity while some of them are out of sympathy. Some are out of shyness while some are out of cherishing wit we may have. Only Christine gave me the feeling like home. I know she’s little like my sister to be naughty sometimes. She’s the only one who showed how to equally treat every creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This orchestra was with all young students. I like to see them playing music as they showed their best in the vigorous part. Yes, they were all skilful but they still need some time to truly and carefully experience the life sensitively… I noticed that the pianist was rather young and cute and Christine immediately questioned me that maybe it’s coz I can play piano so I paid much attention on him. Well, it’s not true. He was in the front so of course he easily caught everybody’s eye. And actually I preferred another young guy with curly hair playing the cello. I love the sound of cello. And the middle of cello and violin is … is… “Maybe its name is viola…I am not sure.” said Christine. “Oh, yea. I will believe you are right.” “Do you really believe that?” See? There she goes again. She’s naughty, wasn’t she? Then she told me that she can play the clarinet. She had played it for 10 years and then she stopped for 10 years. Then she again played it. Wow~ how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the break, I happily and generously introduced my friends to each other and left them some time to talk to each other. We even took the pic together! We were all much involved in the music as other ppl around showed their happiness when they saw us be very happy. Even in the end, Christine and I suddenly found that we probably missed the 2nd as it was quite short. And the public very slowly stood up and walked out. I guess it’s their habit to talk with each other after the performance or they were mainly the friends of members of the orchestra. So they were waiting for them. When we walked toward to the exist door, I saw a short guy smiled at me even he’s talking with his friend and was trying to make himself to be looked like taller. At that time, I finally sensed that I was taller than usual a bit with my boots from my sister. No wonder I felt with ease when I was with Christine today as normally when we went out, I felt like a short girl because she’s really tall.  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I want to mention more about the conductor. He actually is well-known in Sydney as he has conducted the nation’s best symphony orchestras, choirs, opera and musical theatre productions, even at the Opera House! And once I saw him, he seemed to be very friendly and was without any arrogance. He seemed to love the music wholeheartedly. And in the pause, when he confidently entered the hall again, he even carefully closed the door for us audiences… in my mind, he’s the real musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Piano Concerto in A minor, Op. 16 by &lt;a title="Edvard Grieg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edvard_Grieg"&gt;Edvard Grieg&lt;/a&gt; (1843-1907) was the only &lt;a title="Concerto" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concerto"&gt;concerto&lt;/a&gt; Grieg completed. It is one of his most popular works and among the most popular of all &lt;a title="Piano concerto" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piano_concerto"&gt;piano concerti&lt;/a&gt;. La damnation de Faust (English: The Damnation of Faust) is a work for &lt;a title="Orchestra" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orchestra"&gt;orchestra&lt;/a&gt;, voices, and &lt;a title="Choir" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choir"&gt;chorus&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a title="Hector Berlioz" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hector_Berlioz"&gt;Hector Berlioz&lt;/a&gt; (he called it a "légende dramatique"). Shostakovich, the full works: &lt;a href="http://www.naxos.com/catalogue/item.asp?item_code=8.557208"&gt;http://www.naxos.com/catalogue/item.asp?item_code=8.557208&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: SUSO presents a special concert program showcasing the musical talents of the students and is made up of musically talented students from across all faculties of the Uni - a diverse and dynamic group of passionate musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I really really really wish that one day I could totally be in this scene in person though it seems far to reach and to touch…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMz4bV8NMI/AAAAAAAACxg/sr6fKD54Xmw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870383_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="153" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMz4bV8NMI/AAAAAAAACxg/sr6fKD54Xmw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870383_edited.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMz37cKl9I/AAAAAAAACxY/dGm1SAcJbC4/s1600-h/great_hall,+USYD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="152" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMz37cKl9I/AAAAAAAACxY/dGm1SAcJbC4/s160/great_hall,+USYD.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6821369954348700009?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6821369954348700009/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6821369954348700009' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6821369954348700009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6821369954348700009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/concert-by-donation.html' title='慈善音樂會 (concert by donation)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMz4bV8NMI/AAAAAAAACxg/sr6fKD54Xmw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870383_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-1417616075659410354</id><published>2008-09-05T12:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:13:56.478+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>文化翻外篇 (What’s my culture?)</title><content type='html'>Today was actually the “Cultural Night” for my quasi-classmates. I said this coz they were not truly my classmates and I just met them on the orientation day and some public lectures or seminars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they posted the news and even I know not every student would attend, I finally found a good excuse to get away. Yes, I went to the concert with my many good friends in the Gothic architecture. The reason I didn’t attend was, I felt I am lost in cultures. I don’t know what represents where I come from…… so sad, isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When any Taiwanese like I am “go out” of TW, we may say, “Yes, our symbol song is 望春風 and we have abundant aboriginal cultures and beautiful natural views along the east coast.” However, can anyone really wear the clothes of custom? Think back of the song every time we sing, wasn’t the girl in cheongsam? Then, ppl from China will wear that without question. Then, are we part of them? Yes? No? I am confused. Then, if the aboriginal culture is to represent, would we wear their traditional clothes to show the whole world? We aren’t even the descendant of them anyway… so who are we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, when I think back to what I had told Matt “the 1 word for Taiwan is mixed”, I was proud at that time. Now, I felt scared and heart crying with the same word…… it’s coz we are mixed, and I couldn’t find the only nation that is mine……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-1417616075659410354?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/1417616075659410354/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=1417616075659410354' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1417616075659410354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/1417616075659410354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-my-culture.html' title='文化翻外篇 (What’s my culture?)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6582703533546316002</id><published>2008-09-05T11:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:48:03.689+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>雪大之光 (High 5 with precious metals)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMynab_2CI/AAAAAAAACxQ/LWZAvydZrCc/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870389_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5 medal-winning Olympic athletes from the Uni--- (from left) Nikita Cuffe and Taniele Gofers (women’s water polo, bronze), Matt Ryan (rowing, silver), Robin Bell (canoe, bronze) and Francis Hegerty (rowing silver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn’t know each of them, still, I would like to mention them a bit here.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6582703533546316002?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6582703533546316002/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6582703533546316002' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6582703533546316002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6582703533546316002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/high-5-with-precious-metals.html' title='雪大之光 (High 5 with precious metals)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SMMynab_2CI/AAAAAAAACxQ/LWZAvydZrCc/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870389_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-101905662374035028</id><published>2008-09-05T09:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:54:31.230+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>它鄉遇高中合唱班學姐 (Meeting schoolmate from choir in senior high)</title><content type='html'>Actually Christina quit her senior high school life in Taiwan when she entered the last year. At that time, she migrated New Zealand with her family and was educated there since then. Til this year, she moved to Australia with her husband due to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found each other through Facebook, and then we decided to meet as we were once from the same senior high school, especially in the same training of being part of choir. She’s a few years older than I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today when we met, she also brought a friend of hers, Grace. Grace’s sister was the classmate of Christina when they were in NZ. They both looked nice and were trying to find a job here. Christina told me that it’s not easy to get all her classmates together again as most of them were abroad and around the world. Some are in the US while some are in the Europe. I could see her changing from a young girl into a mature woman even though it’s a new stage and unfamiliar feeling for her. I guess I soon may face the same in 5-10 years… being frightened? Yep, a little bit. I suddenly found that I don’t want to grow up anymore… there’s so much uncertainty…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took them to try the Thai food here as it’s the most famous. I found that there are 2 Newtown Thai! Then, they asked for tasting Campos coffee. Surely, I would just be their guide and also wanted to try the mocha as during last time I had tried the long black with Christine. Still, the coffee was really good and they decided to come again later on. And I am happy that I know more and more friends day by day regardless of nationalities. I like various kinds of stimulation and sparkles from different ppl……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-101905662374035028?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/101905662374035028/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=101905662374035028' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/101905662374035028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/101905662374035028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/meeting-schoolmate-from-choir-in-senior.html' title='它鄉遇高中合唱班學姐 (Meeting schoolmate from choir in senior high)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-4757826993418519591</id><published>2008-09-02T21:47:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:25:37.944+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>最棒的泰式餐廳和咖啡 (Newtown Thai &amp; Campos!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0n0AVU7dI/AAAAAAAACwY/Yf4GZDUtXLw/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870364_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0n0AVU7dI/AAAAAAAACwY/Yf4GZDUtXLw/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870364_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first came, many ppl said that there are 3 things that new comers should do. Finally I finished 2 with Christine, a girl from Norway just today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at the Induction together with GSM at George St. That’s the way I never forgot as Robyn remembered me to all nearly 200 staff!! At the beginning, Sebestian, a guy from France, kept talking to me on his wife and Taiwan while I thought Christine was hard to get closer to. However days ago when we met again at SOP seminar, we decided to have lunch together as I can show her around and she likes to try new things! Ha! She’s Gemini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I suggested that we try the best Thai restaurant as I have been to the 2nd, Thai La Ong, with flats mates in my community already. Then next time, she can take her partner to. So, as we walked in Newtown Thai, wow, there were almost full. Thanks we still could share the table with a couple. I sat beside the guy and I found his GF with little nervous looking at me and her BF in the end. Well, I am not interested in him anyway. So we just went into the talk in mash potatos, apples and ice cream... Christine told me that she often cooks with potatos while I told her that I do with pasta and speghetti. Then she suggested we exchange the recipe as we are both not good at cooking and dislike it. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food at lunch time wasn’t expensive as each dish was about AU6. But if you go for dinner, then you will need to pay AU9-10. Of course, mostly you would like to have some drinks as well. So we happily and slowly had our lunch and talk. Today was really a nice weather. Everyone looked happier than previous days and just loved the food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0oDIl2xHI/AAAAAAAACwg/XbSF6FLtZcY/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870365_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0oDIl2xHI/AAAAAAAACwg/XbSF6FLtZcY/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870365_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0oDShh4AI/AAAAAAAACwo/Ok1pVUZLnwU/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870366_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0oDShh4AI/AAAAAAAACwo/Ok1pVUZLnwU/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870366_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I proposed to try the best café, Campos. Christine was considerate to ask me whether I would like to have coffee at this time. Ha! She’s little like my sister who acts being considerate but actually just leaves the decision for others. Then she bravely and actively led me in the small but with ablong shape café, finally there were only few ppl! So I thought about 2 seconds, she turned to me for the flavor. I quickly answered “long black”, and she had the same. But I asked for little sugar with a tea spoon while she prefers no sugar. It's not expensive at all. For long black, it's only AU3.8. No wonder ppl say it's "nectar of gods"!! (Next time I gonna try Mocha, AU4 or AU4.5 maybe.) Here, allow me to explain a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Austria, the local best one is Mélange, and here, it’s “long black and short black” that are Aussie. A long black is a style of coffee, most commonly found in Australia and New Zealand, made by pulling a double-shot of espresso over hot water (usually the water is also heated by the espresso machine). A long black is similar to an Americano. A short black is like a long black, but it is made with only a single shot of espresso and does not contain hot water. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of my surprise, she was clever to pay hers with bill and coin, then she wouldn’t have many coins with her. That’s truly my sis does all the time!! And miraculously, more and more ppl just came in as crowds. Thanks that I don’t need to line up! Then we continued to talk on coins. I found many ppl in the café looking at us since we came in. We must be the strange combination as apparently we are from Asia and Nordic and we both quite enjoyed ourselves…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The 3rd thing we must do is to taste an expensive slice of cake at Mickey’s Café though I haven’t found its exact location. Well, I will try my best then.  :-P&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-4757826993418519591?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/4757826993418519591/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=4757826993418519591' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4757826993418519591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/4757826993418519591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/newtown-newtown-thai-campos.html' title='最棒的泰式餐廳和咖啡 (Newtown Thai &amp; Campos!)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0n0AVU7dI/AAAAAAAACwY/Yf4GZDUtXLw/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870364_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-2885468781378358862</id><published>2008-09-01T21:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:13:53.271+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>台胞證加簽 (China Visa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0fu0Muu5I/AAAAAAAACwQ/Iexq3Wd8xlo/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870363_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0fu0Muu5I/AAAAAAAACwQ/Iexq3Wd8xlo/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870363_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today finally Candice and I went to the China Embassy on Visa Affairs for visa application after all the flight tickets and accommodation matters were confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hardly to believe that we took 1 hour to complete. Since we as Taiwanese are required to have 台胞證 in order to enter China, I thought it could be easier and quicker to get. Obviously, before that we still got many things to do. Candice decided to ask the agent to help us as Henry was really friendly to us last time when Kristine talked to him, except me. Maybe it’s because we were not familiar with each other. Or … ? Well, I try not to think in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s weird that so many ppl were there for travelling to China after the Olympic Games. As we walked into the agency right across the street of China Embassy on Visa Affairs, they told us that they could only help Candice as I am from Taiwan and shall have a different applying way. So Candice and I walked into China Embassy on Visa Affairs directly. The Chinese lady at the counter asked me to fill in another form even I made mine downloaded from the website of MOFA of China. How stupid! They just don’t accept! Alright, then I filled out the “right” form as found out that I even needed to tell them the names of my family! But it’s also weird that there were only 3 columns. Then when it’s my turn, they asked me to make copies of my passport. Gee! Each page cost AU 0.3. Candice and I didn’t have change with us, so she suggested that we went to the store near by for some food, and then we could have some changes. So, I just picked the chocolate with almond (AU3.2). Oh! It’s so so so sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I could just easily make any copy of my identification documents at MOFA Taiwan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it’s my another turn, but they didn’t ask me to give proof of flight tickets and accommodation! Instead, the lady aggressively required me to change the nationality from Taiwan into China. Actually I don’t mind. It’s political issue, not mine. Somehow what she made me upset was, she continued saying, “Taiwan is part of China. Anyone who is Chinese and no matter where s/he is should fill in his/her nationality as China.” Though at the moment I held my temper, but I will never ever like them anyway!!! Why was I born as a Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呆胞證、呆胞證、呆胞證……&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-2885468781378358862?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/2885468781378358862/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=2885468781378358862' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2885468781378358862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/2885468781378358862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/china-visa.html' title='台胞證加簽 (China Visa)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SL0fu0Muu5I/AAAAAAAACwQ/Iexq3Wd8xlo/s72-c/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870363_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-6501686482861122164</id><published>2008-08-31T23:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:09:16.738+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>歌劇魅影 (Phantom of the Opera)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLvpP8PZBwI/AAAAAAAACv4/Lxrnsz9r5rE/s1600-h/ticket+to+opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLvpP8PZBwI/AAAAAAAACv4/Lxrnsz9r5rE/s160/ticket+to+opera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I finally went to watch Phantom of the Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes back to my junior high school life. I have known it since then. A girl of my class kept talking about it to me at that time. She’s a transferred student when we were in the 2nd or 3rd year… I forgot. I only remembered that no one liked her during that period. I didn’t think she’s bad or something. So she’s one of my friends then. She was crazy about it and even wrote to me the lyrics with colourful pens. She also gave me a copy tape of all songs. Then I finally learnt a bit about Phantom of the Opera. I didn’t know she’s so obsessed by the complicated love story. Every day, she just kept calling his name ”Erik”. Later on, another friend gave me a book about it. I had the chance reading them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I originallyonly thought it’s an exciting, deep and dangerous love among the 3 at that time. It’s the time that ppl lived with hierarchy over them and wars might happen any time. Unstable, unsecured, feeling hollow, longing but toward nihility, …… how can we be so sure that Raoul was right for Christine? Erik at best was just Christine’s mentor, how could he identify it as true love on Christine? Because she’s talented in music, young and not afraid of his true face? To me, it’s the possession, not love. And because Christine didn’t completely refuse him, he tolerated all her “mistakes in his eyes”. In the end, I would say, Erik was a real man as he set her free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musical opened at Her Majesty’s Theatre on 9 October 1986 with Michael Crawford and Sarah Brightman in the leading roles and there have been dozens of productions worldwide since then. Yes, I would say Sarah was the best for that character as the whole musical was especially for her by Andrew Lloyd Webber. In Australia’s show, Ana didn’t deal with the high keys very well, but good enough in the middle keys. Also, the conductor impressed me a lot as I saw her a female with the whole orchestra. I thought she was young but when she turned, it’s not. They were all under the stage and had to endure the huge amount of dry ice due to the stage effect. (I believe there was once a tempo ahead at the very beginning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Anthony performed very well. I like his voice. Even he’s not in a good health condition, I am happy that I chose the right time to listen to him singing. Thanks giving me the news, Lily! Overall, the design for the whole scene was really worthy of viewing. Catriona and I spent AU35.9 with a closer seat in the box of the right side of theatre. We were lucky!  :-P&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-6501686482861122164?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/6501686482861122164/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=6501686482861122164' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6501686482861122164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/6501686482861122164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/2008/09/phantom-of-opera.html' title='歌劇魅影 (Phantom of the Opera)'/><author><name>the sacred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02911962094363739058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLjyjihLigI/AAAAAAAACvA/6SrqI66oq5Q/S220/citytempo-melbourne-apts-04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLvpP8PZBwI/AAAAAAAACv4/Lxrnsz9r5rE/s72-c/ticket+to+opera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864578230449407239.post-3455609265683285663</id><published>2008-08-30T10:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:20:10.880+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雪梨 Sydney'/><title type='text'>休息日 (No play)</title><content type='html'>Originally I should have gone to Manly Beach with Unimates. So sad that as I felt little weak when the period came, I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk with them for 3-4 h. So I had breakfast at The Café &amp;amp; The Store, did my laundry, checking post mails and cleaning the apartment like used to be after waking up with plenty of sleep. Again, it’s an extremely beautiful day! From the radio, it’s announced that spring is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rory now is used to talking with me every time when I was in The Store. We are always like 2 kids chatting with a happy mood. Then, the other 2 (the tall one and the bareheaded) would look at us a second as if they want to join but not able to. Today I thought Rory was to forget my bag again, instead, he slowly dealt with my bill and took a bag for my stuff as he tried to have more time asking my plan for this weekend. Hahaha! Yes, on the request of Catriona (Lily and Vanessa also strongly recommended), I am up to Phantom of The Opera tomorrow afternoon. Everyone knows it’s a great opportunity as it will end in mid-Sep. So I promised him that I will tell him how I feel about it after the show. Then when I walked back to The Café, this time the bareheaded was nice to remind me of my small mocha. I thanked him and he replied politely. Even he didn’t smile; I knew that’s the way he is. Now they all know that I am part of Aussie life and always with a positive attitude. The tall guy, unexpectedly, gave a big smile with my toast with sesame, tomato and cheese back after he served other ppl. Guys are so hard to understand anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I went for grocery shopping hereafter. Today I decided to buy more veggie and fruit for myself as it’s healthier. Though frozen ones were easy to make, still, the REAL food can help well-digestion. I bought a big cucumber (AU 2.48), 2 capsicums green (AU2.75, AU3.99/Kg) (there were red ones as well, but they didn’t look good), oyster mushrooms, canned tuna, shaved turkey (as like bacon for breakfast, AU3.29), pickled onions (JP appetizer), and 62% dark mocha chocolate (AU4.57)! Then I turned to the apples, when I was carefully picking some, suddenly many ppl came around me to pick some as well… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjgYeoyII/AAAAAAAACvw/GFPM_7XrHMQ/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870361_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="131" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjgYeoyII/AAAAAAAACvw/GFPM_7XrHMQ/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870361_edited.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjgOXaiLI/AAAAAAAACvo/4onF64kDu1M/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870360_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there are many different apples in AU. I love apples, but somehow I am not so sure of its quality… well, it’s good to always give a try then. So, I chose 5 except Fuji (AU6.99/Kg) one as they were all AU5.99/KG. Finally, they cost me AU6.59. In the pic, they were Red Delicious, Golden Del, and Royal Gala in the 1st row. Then in the 2nd row, they were Pink Lady and Granny Smith. Very funny, isn’t it? I think I will start from Pink Lady… and I will let you know how they taste individually… J (PS: Want to know more about apple variety? Check here: &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutapples.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.allaboutapples.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I unpacked the package from my dear family. There were my requested coloured socks, towels … coloured disposable underwear? And 家書一封. Sometimes I must say my family is really cute as they may respond my stupid thought with other surprises. Remember I like the colourful socks (You can go back to the blog on )? I didn’t expect my family would send me colourful disposable underwear too! Hahaha…… well, why do I need them anyway? It’s coz I am going travelling again and it will last almost for one month! To be frank, I was quite surprised that I couldn’t find any here in the developed country! It’s very convenient to buy some when you have a long time travelling while there’s a need for transferring to different destinations. According to my colleague, we can actually wash the normal one and hang in the hotel. Well, that’s under the situation of single room. But still, what if you forget to take them back to your luggage? I am the one who cares about the personal hygiene problem all the time. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjgK8debI/AAAAAAAACvg/P7ATtD9ILpg/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870358_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="161" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjgK8debI/AAAAAAAACvg/P7ATtD9ILpg/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870358_edited.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjf5K_WMI/AAAAAAAACvY/1c4M0RWPZj0/s1600-h/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870356_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIM0UeJRovM/SLnjf5K_WMI/AAAAAAAACvY/1c4M0RWPZj0/s160/%E7%9B%B8%E7%89%870356_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1864578230449407239-3455609265683285663?l=ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivyshiuethesacred.blogspot.com/feeds/3455609265683285663/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1864578230449407239&amp;postID=3455609265683285663' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1864578230449407239/posts/default/3455609265683285663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blog
