Grand Final Day in Melbourne usually means traffic-free roads for us to bike ride all the way to Port Melbourne. It is so good because there's nobody anywhere and it is so relaxing. Unfortunately the weather ruined it for us with a strong gusty wind bending the trees in my garden, whistling loudly as it went about blowing anything in its path. I tried staying outdoors testing the conditions, seeing whether I will withstand the ride in such awful circumstances. I cleaned my front porch, trimmed some dry leaves from the plants, swept the floor and then decided that it would not be a good idea to ride.
Instead we drove to Fitzroy along the empty freeway listening to Anton play "The Final Countdown" on the ukelele over and over and over just to annoy us. We parked easily and had a nice coffee at an empty cafe on Brunswick Road. On the way back I sang "The Final Countdown" over and over in my head (thanks Anton).Then came home cook some home made pizza and had guests for dinner. Now we have to wait another year of football to enjoy another Grand Final Day, Zalewski style.
El dia de la final de football en Melbourne, generalmente significa calles sin trafico para andar en bici todo el camino hasta Port Melbourne. Es re lindo porque no hay nadie en ningun lado y es super relajante. Desgraciadamente el clima arruino todo con un viento fuertisimo que doblaba las palmeras de mi jardin mientras chiflaba fuerte y hacia volar todo a su paso. Yo trate de quedarme afuera probando las condiciones para ver si iba a bancarme una vuelta en bici en esas circunstancias. Limpie mi porch, pode las plantintas, barri y decide que no era una buena idea ir a pelear en contra del viento y la lluvia. Asique nos fuimos a Fitzroy por la autopista vacia escuchando a Anton tocar "The Final Countdown" una y otra y otra vez en el ukelele,solo para molestar. Estacionamos donde quisimos y nos tomamos un cafe en un cafe vacio. En el camino de vuelta yo no podia de cantar The Final Coundown una y otra vez en mi cabeza (gracias Anton). Despues volvimos, hicimos pizza y recibimos a Andrea y los chicos para la cena. Ahora hay que esperar otro ano mas de fines de semana de football para poder disfrutar otra final mas, al estilo Zalewski.
