Culture Shock

I made the move to Canberra. This is postmarked a week back but only now do I get the chance to compose this entry. It has been one hectic week. To some extent it took me several weeks to move because I had existing commitments in Melbourne (such as a dental visit). It was also a case of me taking my sweet time to get into the right frame-of-mind to do this.

Tonight Petra is with her parents in Sydney and tomorrow they fly to Boston to visit her sister. It is only tonight then on the bus home that I truly understood what has happened. I was returning to my new home alone. Rather than having moved in with my partner who happens to live interstate the truth is that I have moved interstate. This is a big thing for me. So far I am coping well.

There are many friends and family who made departing Melbourne both a smooth process and a bittersweet one. I had several chances to spend time with loved-ones - thanks for that. My longtime housemates Polly & Olav have made the process of my packing and storing of stuff a cinch. For now they are storing half my stuff. In the longer term it may go to Mum. Dad was fantastically useful in putting himself and his van at my service for the two days it took to take me to Canberra and then get himself back home.

The Hume is hardly the most exciting of routes but there were a few things of interest. It is always fun to see the colloquially named Rooster Tree in the distance. Then it is puzzling to see a submarine so far in-land in the township of Holbrook. The most interesting thing however was the temporary condition of many trees resulting from the recent fires - just as in my childhood memory of Ash Wednesday so now the trees that survived the blazes are bursting with tiny leaves all over their trunks - a fascinating play of patterns and colours.

I have done a few new things in the past week. Firstly I resisted my usual frugal tendency and purchased a CD from a service station. The selection is always very limited but sometimes you just gotta have music. I chose Bob Seger And The Silver Bullet Band - the only song that I truly wanted was the energizing Hollywood Nights but the rest of this greatest hits is nice stuff and was right for a long day of driving.

Owning a CD is nothing new however. Owning white goods - that is something I have never done but now we have purchased a refrigerator together (the bar fridge Petra has been borrowing is too small for the two of us). I should give some description of my new abode. It is on the same property as a two-story family home (the owners) and is a small four room bungalow consisting of living room, kitchen, bedroom and bathroom-laundry. The decor very much has a Petra feel to it but there now are subversive hints of me here-and-there.

The past week has been hectic. Petra had to prepare for her holiday while at the same time continuing her Australian National Uni (ANU) course in music and languages, working as both a singing instructor and a cafe waitress, convening the ANU Choral Society and steering the committee that is organizing the interstate choral festival that Canberra will host in January. I had to move in and get several thing sorted from changing my electoral enrolment to finding work (which I did - starting this week I am temping in the office of the biggest utility company in the ACT).

Petra was very keen to help me feel at home but overlooked the fact that for me a relaxed life is more inviting than creature comforts. As a result I think we got a bit tetchy with one another as she drew me into frustrating tasks like putting together kit furniture (I now have a new computer desk) and installing new software (the saga of us getting a router that will talk to both our computers has been postponed for now and at present there is a long cord connecting me to the Internet). Still it was worth it and I am sitting happily here now sending all sorts of missives into the ether. I am thankful for the perseverance and patience of Petra.

I am now here alone but am well in the habit of amusing myself. This week I will also spend some spare time in getting together with Canberran friends (sourced from my past life in the Australian Democrats or Korner or more recently choraldom). Then in a coming weekend I will make a quick visit to Melbourne while Petra is still away. By then I will hopefully have started to form some kind of routines and patterns in my new home. One week in and I think I am coping well for someone who is a bit change-averse. I am even enjoying it.