If you read the post about the big freaking spider you know I need to introduce Vivian. Well, it’s more than just that one, pretty much every important story from Australia revolves around her. When I’m on a trip I like to take notes about the little details that really make the moments, the specific words used, the order of the actions, and I have to say that my notes about my first night with Vivian are quite amusing. It’s a condensed version of the following story and it makes me smile a lot to read the notes, remember, and write about it.
When I arrived in Australia, staying with Sharn for two weeks, it became apparent that she was going to be quite a bit busier with Cern than she originally thought. She suggested that I spend a bit more time with her roommate, Vivian. Well, she actually said that Vivian had told her that the only reason I was staying with them was to torture her. She also said that if I was going to spend more time with Vivian to be careful with her, that she hadn’t had an easy year.
Vivian hadn’t been around a whole lot until that point, we’d had a few short conversations but that was about it. She was cute, fun, and could hold a good conversation but I didn’t really know much about her. I decided that should change. (Just so you know, she’s read some of this blog and chose her own pseudonym for these posts.) Continue reading