A long planned trip came to fruition over the weekend as some friends and I headed down to A.C.T. and Canberra for the exhibition of Egyptian antiquities on loan from the Louvre in Paris.
Leaving work early on the Friday, I made it home with enough time for a quick shower and change of underwear before we set off in the car, late afternoon. There were four of us altogether, but two of those were at deaths door with head colds. A line in the movie, Victor Victoria, states “There’s nothing more inconvenient than an old queen with a head cold.”
Well, we had two queens for the journey and the quote is spot-on!!! It was like travelling with Hinge & Brackett.
A little light-hearted squabbling occurred upon arrival in this nations fair capital. “Turn left here” “No turn right” “are you sure?” “Ohhh, I can’t see properly” (swoon). Who can read a map in the dark anyway?
We got into the hotel room at around 10pm and I left it some 5 minutes later to sample “Canberra’s premier gay venue” The Cube. Well, let me tell you: there is NOTHING premier about this place. It was recently renovated and by the looks of it, it was done by some designer with a fetish for chrome (read foil) and mirrors. This is not cool and no, it is not coming back in.
That said, the décor was marginally better than the clientele. Ugly bints and fake beards were the order of the day and that was just the lezzers and as for calling it The Cube, there were that many lezzers, they should rename it The Box. Not that I have anything against lezzers, in fact some of my best friends are lezzers. :0)
If you ever go to Canberra, don’t go to that place.
The next day we went off to The National Gallery for the exhibition of Egyptian stuff. This was really great though it was also really crowded. Despite the throngs, I managed to see a load of stuff including a 2300 year old mummified pussy. Thank god I suffer from anosmia !
Afterward we drove to The Carillion and the Capt. James Cook Fountain. Very picturesque ! Being the total tourist I also visited Anzac Parade, which, for want of a better description, is a street full of memorials to the war dead. Kinda interesting and semi-moving. It takes a lot to move this heartless poofter.
Also managed a brief stopover at The Parliament House. The flagpole in the picture cost 4 million bucks !!! Nice to see that corruption and embesslement are alive and well.....
One of the highlights of the day came when we visited the National Museum of Australia. We didn’t have much time left before it closed for the day, so we asked the guy behind the counter for a map and if he could point out a whirlwind tour. He took one look at us four queens and closed up the counter and took us on the tour himself! We managed to fit in approx 60,000 years of history and stuff within 1 hour. the boys said he was only after getting into my panties!
A poignant moment on this whiz of a tour was “The Stolen Generation.” I find it incredible that this went on until nearly the 1970’s. Mixed race children (white mixed with indigenous aboriginal) were forcibly removed from their aboriginal mother, as the white father had already done a bunk and then interred into camps to “make them white.”
A sad, dark period in Australia’s history.
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