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I finally got the chance to visit Suncorp Stadium. It’s a great venue that gets LOUD, even at half capacity as it was last night. We were hoping for a better game but the Broncos ran out 50–18 winners after being up 32-0 at halftime. Still, the faithful were into it and pumped up the volume. Onya, Brisbane.
I’m in Brisbane this week – part mini writer’s retreat, part HDR conference, part holiday. Hoping to finish up a personal essay I’ve been mulling over for about a year now, but I’m also enjoying the opportunity to mill about in a city that isn’t Sydney (and take the new a7ii for a few spins).
This sign makes it Berry easy to place oneself in relation to the rest of the world.
Spent a day in Berry over the weekend, which is always a nice break from the pace of the city. The Girl and I always end up discussing what our lives would look like if we lived there. It’s a speed of life that, given my Appalachian upbringing, I could fall into rather easily (like a sofa molded to my body by years of use) but the city has seduced me. I would forever hear her siren song in the distance, creating in me a discomfort that I would mistake for lust. No, I dare not leave her; dare not generate a longing that only an admission of requital would subdue.
Last night my Roosters handled the in-form Panthers with relative ease. I fell in love with League instantly upon arriving in Australia in 2009 and I’ve been a Roosters member ever since. That’s Blake Ferguson scoring a try for the good guys, and the kids in the front row are loving it. Go the Roosters! 🐔