Dorothy did it, so I can too, ok?
When I've told people my plan for coming back to Aus for the rugby it's been suggested to me that I might be insane. All that time and money and travel just for a game of rugby? The general consensus is that I'm completely off my head. Only Kiwis and the occasional Aussie seem to think I'm doing the right thing.
But, this is not just a rugby match. It's the Bledisloe Cup match, between Australia and the All Blacks. A chance to see the best rugby in the world! And the Wallabies!!! And for me as a fan of Aussie rugby, a chance to be part of a sea of gold shirts, singing with the crowd and not against it. A rare and precious opportunity.
The match itself was outstanding and not just because the result went my way. Both teams played some excellent rugby. The atmosphere was great. The banter between the fans was mostly good natured and entertaining. In short, it might just have been the best game I ever seen. So it might have been crazy to some, but to me it was well worth. A million thanks to my mum and dad who made it possible for me to go. I couldn't have asked for a better end to my trip.
Of course, there's other things for me to be back for, not just the rugby. It's unbelievably cold here, or perhaps I've just gone soft, so I've been spending much of my time indoors. It happens to be the Sydney Biennale at the moment, and I've spent a couple of days at the various galleries in showing it in the city. It's also the Melbourne International Film Festival this week and the Art Fair. So much to do, so little time...
