The REAL story of the Three Sisters, the Blue Mountains' mountains.m4v

Or perhaps the tale goes as such:

Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many years ago, before the dinosaurs existed, in fact, before much existed at all on earth, the gods were easily bored. They would lounge about on misty chaises and poufs, idle and inactive. After what seemed like centuries of nothing (although was probably only an hour or two) one of the gods decided enough was enough. She wanted some fun. She jumped up and down on her chaise until it broke into three large rocky pieces.

“I want some entertainment!” She threw the first rock at the God of Entertainment, Recreation and most Leisures and Hobbies.

He didn’t budge.

She threw another rock. “I WANT some entertainment!”

He continued to ignore her.

“I mean it,” she hissed. “Get us some entertainment!” She threw the third rock.

Her aim was so poor that the rocks fell down onto the earth at the same place and formed an interesting and striking rock formation (now known as the Three Sisters but should rather be alluded to as the Three Rocks Used By one God to Incite Another).
Rather than point out the beauty of the rocks on earth as a form of entertainment, the God of Entertainment, Recreation and most Leisures and Hobbies waved his hand over the earth and suddenly many forms of life appeared.

The other God stopped throwing rocks. She was fascinated by these moving, spindly earth creatures.

“You think that’s interesting,” the God of Entertainment, Recreation and most Leisures and Hobbies whispered in her ear. “Wait til we add a really silly species. You’ll be entertained, I assure it. They’ll be called humans.”

The Psycho Craziness of Many Girlfriends' Friends

Ok, girls, I'm sure you've all been in that same situation: you like a guy and you're not entirely sure how to deal with the matter. Your girlfriends, on the other hand, are brimming with ideas and techniques.

"Play hard to get."

"Don't message for a few days."

"Never answer his first phone call."

And many other helpful hints along those lines.

I'd often respond with: "I'll do what I want and what I feel is right. I want the guy to like me for who I am, so I'm not about to start constructing some other persona."

Otherwise, this might happen.

Ten Things About Me...

1. When I was 5 I had an imaginary family based on the family in the Sound of Music.

2. I'm slightly afraid of the number 6.

3. I get a thrill whenever I'm in a library.

4. I used to wonder if I was born a boy.

5. I love dresses. I own about 60.


6. As a child I decided I would be a poet, actor, baker and anthropologist, changing occupation from day to day.

7. If there's a heaven, I hope I get to sit chatting with George Orwell, Bertrand Russell, Edward de Bono, Wittgenstein and Elizabeth I all day long.

8. I cry at least once a week, sometimes on buses.

9. I hate the cold.

10. I'd like to own a penthouse apartment.


Thanks to Pip, Meet me at Mikes, for the idea and all the other bloggers who made a list too:)

Blue Mountains: Give Me A Sign!

I would like to meet whoever made all of the signs around the Blue Mountains and give them a good kick. They certainly have a strange perception of time and instructions.

At Guvett’s Leap near Blackheath, Myrah and I set off on a bushwalk which, according to the sign, would take an hour return. It took us about double that.

I recounted this to a friend who found it strange: “Normally the times given on the signs are measured according to relatively slow walkers,” she said. Truth be told, it was evidently a walk intended for bushwalkers more skilled than us, but double the time is pretty astonishing!

The reverse occurred also: at the National Park at Glenbrook a sign informed us that our bush trail would take an hour return. We were finished in less than half an hour.

The absence of signs was also rather unhelpful. At the National Park, we wanted to find the ‘Blue Pool’. As the information centre was closed, we read a placard on the pool and then made our way to the park entrance.

There, waiting for us, was a sign to the other pool, the ‘Jellybean Pool’. We looked at each other. Where could we find the Blue Pool? Some nice bushwalkers passed us and filled us in: we walked towards the Jellybean Pool and on the way we’d find a sign indicating the direction for the Blue Pool.

Great. We started following the Jellybean Pool trail, waiting to hit a sign to the Blue Pool. There were none. We ended up going to the Jellybean Pool, which we loved, but it was disappointing that our plans were changed due to a lack of signage.

Or maybe it’s just that we’re blind fools.

Watch our adventures here:

Psycho Crazy Girlfriends

The MnMTravellers’ latest series, ‘The Psycho Crazies’, takes a hilarious look at the outlandish ways people can act when a relationship is in question.

We’ve all done it. Maybe it was that your boyfriend didn’t answer your call or he was home late one night or had spent too long with his female “friend”. Whatever it was, we’ve all had moments of “psycho craziness”.

The MnMTravellers present the ‘psycho crazies’ series, a snapshot of how people sometimes act in their relationships. These short videos portray various situations in which both girls and guys overreact when worried by their partner. A girl agonises over why her boyfriend hasn’t responded to her text, another has her relationship ruined when an overzealous friend intervenes.

In this first episode, a girl frets over the possible reasons why her boyfriend has not answered her text message...