Wiblog entry for 28/10/2006

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Date: 28 October 2006 05:19:58

Merry Weekend Everyone!

So yes. I've been a bit off wiblogging lately. I haven't had much to say.

But now I can tell you about my adventure last night. See a week ago a few of us decided that we'd go out for dinner last night. There wasn't really a plan, but there was talk of the night noodle markets (these actually ended last week but we didn't know), a "really good Asian restaurant that might be on Pitt St..." and Bun Story. Then an email went out to all the med students telling us to go to the Reclaim the Night march. One of the people going to dinner said she wanted to go, so the rest of us said we'd join her.

It was quite fun really. Everyone had whistles and shakers and candles and they closed half of George St in the city and we got to yell about patriarchy and oppressors and concrete ceilings and stuff. The posters at uni said that the march went to Circular Quay so we told our male dinner buddy to meet us there (we didn't want him to get beaten up by the ladies). However at Town Hall where it all started, after being worked into a frenzy by the speakers, the people with the microphones said "and now we will march to Hyde Park". Ooops. So we called our Oppressive Buddy and diverted him to Hyde Park. "But how will I find you?" he asked. "Just look for the crowd of women with whistles.

Once we found our Oppressor and some of the girls talked to various radio stations and random folks, we set off for the "really good Asian place that might be on Pitt St" (luckily the Oppressor knew where it was). It was apparently a Chinese-Malaysian restaurant. On the way there we passed another Chinese-Malaysian restaurant that looked quite nice. Then we arrived at the destination and found that it had closed. So we went back to the other one. It was a good choice of eating place because it was Halal with lots of vegetarian options.

The night ended with the male Oppressor, the mad Indian and me having McDonalds chocolate sundaes (I just love the fudge sauce) and then my train trip home having the highlight of lots of friendly drunk people and a very drunk guy who spent over ten minutes on the little platform between the carriages puking his guts out. Oh and there was also a bunch of Christians who sounded very odd. But not drunk. Just odd.