tales from an ordinary world

2002-04-14

I took a different route to the gig tonight - tram to Balaclava, and a 15 minute wait for the train, up above the back streets in the dark - a few lights and a gum tree to stare at.

At Richmond, there's time to kill, so it's up to Eddie Wong for another lamb roti wrap, complete with wrapping paper that's got "Eddie Wong" in 'modern'-looking bold oblique lettering on the sticker, along with their happy-faced (hungry-faced ?) logo. In the time it takes to walk back to the Corner Hotel (with pauses to stare in closed shop windows), I'm about 2/3 finished. It's more than a little uncultured of me I suppose, to walk while I eat, but it's a nice evening to be out wandering.

Walking and eating also hammers home the fact that you're out by yourself. Unwrapping the roll as you eat, tearing off bits of paper that get ripped from your hands by a sudden gust of wind, so you stare helplessly down the street and watch the paper as it twirls away and heads up Swan St like another lost opportunity.