But No Matter How Far Or How Wide I Roam…

January 26, 2010

I still call Australia home.

HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY!

“I’ve been to cities that never close down
From New York to Rio and Old London Town
But no matter how far or how wide I roam
I still call Australia home

I’m always travelling
I love being free
And so I keep leaving the sun and the sea
But my heart lies waiting over the foam
I still call Australia home

All the sons and daughters
Spinning around the world
Away from their family and friends
But as the world gets older and colder
Its good to know where your journey ends

And someday we’��ll all be together once more
When all of the ships come back to the shore
I realise something I’ve always known
I still call Australia home

But no matter how far or wide I roam
I still call Australia
I still call Australia
I still call Australia home

But no matter how far or wide I roam
I still call Australia
I still call Australia
I still call Australia home.”


Wide World of Children.

January 22, 2010

CHILDREN!

<Insert Jaws music here>

From January 17 until January 25, the performers of La Nouba’s Cirque du Soleil are taking a much deserved vacation; dark week, if you may. Good for them, but for us, this means…

DEPLOYMENT!

Dun, dun, dun.

Horrible, horrible deployment. It’s almost like a punishment for something I never did wrong. Last time we had a dark week I was lucky enough to escape deployment and spend my glorious week in the Cirque Box Office ruining guests’ vacations by telling them there were no shows on that week. That was fun. Well, fun until that dramatic mum with her overly dramatic daughter came to my window. Let’s reminisce, shall we…

Mother: I’d like two tickets for tonight’s performance please.
Me: Sorry ma’am, the performers are on vacation this week, there are no shows on until next Tuesday.
Mother: But I promised my daughter we’d see the circus. We came here for the circus!
Me: Sorry ma’am but these black out dates were published months ago.
Daughter: Mommy, does this mean I can’t see the circus?
Mother: Yes, sweetheart, we can’t see the circus. I’m so sorry.
Daughter: But mommy! <Insert daughters tears here>
Mother: I know sweetheart, I know. <Insert mothers tears here>

*Mother grabs daughters hand, turns around, and they walk off crying into the sunset together.*

Would it have been wrong to wish them a magical day at this point? Hmmm. I quite like my job though, so I guess we’ll never know.

It was almost like a scene out of a movie, way too much for me. Until today, though, little did I know that I’d rather ruin guests’ vacations over being deployed to Disney’s Wide World of Sports. Ugh.

Disney's Wide World of Sports.

Today, for the first time ever, I ventured out (deployed: forced, had no other option, needed to pay rent) of my comfortable Cirque bubble and entered into the unknown… The Wide World of Sports.

Here, for a wonderful six hours of my life (that I will unfortuantely never get back), I registered children *cringes* for a four day gymnastics tournament that is taking place there. Childrennnnnn. Children from right around the U.S.A… and a bonus few from Colombia and Puerto Rico. Oh, the joys! You’d think I’d be use to children by now, having worked at Disney for six months already, but, fortunately, at Cirque, children are in the minority. Today though, today was like child influx day. Way too many kids, all wearing sparkling, glittery gym gear with their overbearing parental units and coaches, all ready to compete against each other and let their fangs and claws out! I wanted to bury my head into my hands and disappear into a child-free world! Lie. I almost wanted to eat my own hands so I wouldn’t have to register them anymore! GAHHH!

The kid influx was one thing, but then the kids parents. Woah. So nasty and competitive. Maybe I just don’t get it, because back home in Australia we don’t do sports the way schools here in the U.S.A. do it, but man, it was weird. I’d like to say that I never want to be surrounded by that many competitive children, or any sort of children in those numbers, again, but unfortunately (yes, to your horror, and mine), I must report back there again tomorrow for another lovely six hour shift of registering gymnastics kids. Fun, fun, fun! So much fun I can barely control myself!

Today made me appreciate Cirque that little bit more than I already did.

*Hugs Cirque*


So long, farewell…

January 8, 2010

Goodbyes suck.

Disney College Program Disadvantage:
Saying goodbye to those you have grown close to over
the last few months who’s program ends before your own.

I’ll miss you guys so much!

The Cirque crew farewelling Jenny, Sean and Mike :-(


All Dressed Up…

January 3, 2010

For New Years Eve at Cirque du Soleil – La Nouba!

Despite the fact that we are dressed like boys,
aren’t we just the cutest things you’ve ever seen..?

Australia, Puerto Rico, China & South Korea... what a mouth full!

Guests, please note: NO PHOTOGRAPHY!!!!

The Cirque usher gang looking very sharp pre-show!

New Years Eve at Cirque was a blast. We had two shows as  normal, both sold out, but the ending of each show was quite the sight. All the guests were given different coloured glow sticks, and at the end of the show when the lights went down just before the  performers ran out to take their bows all 1,600 guests cracked their glow sticks and started spinning them in the air.

At the same time, hundreds of balloons fell from the ceiling while ‘Happy New Year’ lighting appeared on the walls. The band started playing Auld Lang Syne while the performs took their final bows. I was standing in the mezzanine looking down on this all and let me tell you, it really was something. Such a pretty sight. It was a spectacular ending to an amazing and life-changing year and I couldn’t image spending it anywhere else with anyone else.

We were out by 11pm and after that it was PARTYYYY TIME!

<insert limited drunken memory here>

I really love my Cirque family. The Disney International College Program was the best decision of my life and I’m glad I picked the 12 month program instead of the 6 month one otherwise I’d be going home in two weeks, and I’m by no means ready for that yet. There are, however, several College Programees at Cirque that I have grown fairly close with that leave next week. I’m not sure how to say goodbye to them. They have all become a part of my daily life here and since none of us have our families here with us, we all act as family to one another. It is going to be so hard to say goodbye. I’m 110% positive that my softer side will come out next week and that I will bawl my eyes out whilst trying to part ways.

I am not a fan of goodbyes :(


HAPPY NEW YEAR!

December 31, 2009

It is such an odd concept to grasp; it is already 5:24am on January 1, 2010 back home in Melbourne, Australia.

Right now it is currently 1:24pm on December 31, 2009. Odd.

Each year I sit at home texting my mates here in the U.S. wishing them a Happy New Year almost a whole day before they actually reach it, but now that I am here, stuck in 2009, it is such a puzzling thought. Oh well. Stuck in the past it is… well, at least for the next 10.5 hours.

Oh, by the way, I’d like to thank you all for the wonderful ‘Happy New Year’ texts at 8am this morning. I was all snuggling in my blankets, sleeping and dreaming away ever so soundly when my cell phone crazily started buzzing away. Nice gesture, only I rolled over and went back to sleep.

Happy New Year to every one back home in Australia.
I hope you have a safe and prosperous 2010 and
that all your wishes and dreams come true…
and let’s be honest, they will come true because
you will all get to see me again in 2010. Ha!

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Ringing in the New Year in Australia…

Pretty much the only thing Sydney is good for.

Sydney Harbour Bridge fireworks spectacular.

This year has been one of the best years of my life. There is just simply too much to mention, but if I tried to sum it up it would go something like this…

New job. New friends. Life changes. Responsibility.
Bushfires. Australians unite together.
Hating on
old job.
Excitement and good news. Stress. Quit new
job.
Quit old job (finally). Stress. Left my friends.
Left my family. Emotions. Canada. Visit old friends.
Moved my entire life. America.  Disney. Started a new life.

Overwhelmed.
New experiences. New responsibilities.
New friends. New job. New culture. New learnings.
New place in life. New outlook on life. More travels.
Old friends.
Kelly Clarkson. Missing family.
Missing friends. Missing my cat. Lonely Christmas.

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Here’s to 2010. I hope it’s an amazing year for all. I know I’m damn well looking forward to it!

xo


Four Seasons In One Day…

December 30, 2009

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‘Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when you’re feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day.’

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This song reminds me of my beloved city, Melbourne.
The lyrics are true to their word, especially now that it’s summer there.
Melbourne really is the best city in the world.

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Four Seasons In One DayCrowded House


If Only In My Dreams…

December 25, 2009

MERRY CHRISTMAS


“I am dreaming tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although I know it’s a long road back
I promise you

I’ll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas Eve will find you
Where the love light gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

If only in my dreams.”


xo


ICE! ICE! Baby.

December 17, 2009

*Breaks out in dance to Vanilla Ice’s ‘Ice Ice Baby‘.

Ohhhh. I have company. A-hum *blushes*. Please excuse my erratic behaviour and pretend you never saw that *adjusts collar*.

But really, ice, ice baby perfectly encapulates our Monday night experience… so rightfully named… *drum roll please*…

“The ICE! Experience”.


I know, right? Who’s the genius that came up with that one!?!

ICE! is located at the Gaylord Palms Hotel and Convention Centre in Kissimmee, Florida. It is an amazingly incredible self-paced, walk-through attraction hand carved from two million pounds of ice!

I purchased our tickets in advance online and found a promotional code to apply to the Monday – Thursday Adult Online Advance Purchase category:

Papa John’s Promo Code: SCPJP

This should entitle you to a further $3 off each ticket. $15.99 for an adult was a pretty sweet deal. Well, at least I thought so.

Our tickets were for the 7:00pm – 8:30pm time slot. We arrived right on time and picked up our tickets from will call then headed off to get our big, warm parkas. They recommend closed shoes and pants be worn as the temperatures for ICE! are 9ºF (-13ºC)!!! In all honesty, I’d never been in temperatures this insane before so I wasn’t quite sure what to expect. I brought along my Minnie Santa hat to keep my head and ears warm and snugly.

ICE ICE BABY!

I slipped into my parka and prepared myself for the unexpected. I’d like to say I wasn’t nervous but I was. Actually, it wasn’t so much a feeling of nervousness, but more so that of anticipation.  I’ve never really experienced temperatures below perhaps 39ºF (4ºC) before in my life so I was anxious as to how cold 9ºF would actually feel on my skin (well, whatever skin was left showing… my two hands and part of my face).

As we approached the ICE! exhibit I could feel the temperature decline as the air began to thin. Each breath I took felt sharp and slightly more fresh as each step I paced drew me nearer to the main entrance. An employee working the main door warned me that the temperature was about to drastically decline, and boy, she wasn’t lying!

I cross the line from semi-normal temperatures to freezing cold and it hits me. Just like that; freezing. It begins to feel as though my nose is tightening up and my fingers begin to feel fat and numb; I guess similar to that of the feeling of having arthritis. My cheeks tingle as they adjust to the harsh conditions. While my body continues to react to this unfamiliar coldness, I am already too busy gallivanting in the amazingness that is ICE!

Who knew ice could be so adorable?

I was in awe. Every single thing around me was a result of thousands of pounds of ice having been carved. It was sensational; I’d never seen anything like it! I don’t know where to look. With each turn of my head something more amazing than the spectacle prior would catch my eye.  Back, forth, back, forth. I’m suddenly extremely excited. I feel like a child in a candy store having consumed way too much sugar. I am bright eyed and on edge; reacting to all things made of icy awesomeness.
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The name's Polar Bear. Icy Polar Bear.

Eskimo kisses. So cute.

As we progress through the exhibit, I hear people comment on how cold it has become. I realise that in all my excitement, I have not noticed how much colder it feels now than when we first entered.  My parka has tiny ice crystals starting to form along the rims. My fingers feel swollen and numb and my hands are as cold as… well, ice. Haha.

Literally freezing my ass off!

There are so many amazing carvings that I start  to wonder how bloody long it would have taken to put this entire exhibit together. It really is out of this world. Well, at first it was just out of this world… and then we came to the ice carousel… then it was just whack. An entire carousel carved from ice. Absolutely insane, yet amazing all at the same time! I sat my big ol’ butt down on a polar bear. Now, in the past I have loosely used the term ‘freezing my ass off‘ to describe the weather. Until this one moment though, I really had no idea what it meant to freeze my ass off until I placed my butt down on that cute, innocent looking polar bear! AHHHHHH! I guess my face expression says it all. It possibly also says ‘hurry up and take the photo so I can jump off this thing!’ I don’t think my butt had ever before felt such a sudden cold shock in all its 23 years of existence. Poor butt. I shall never be cruel to you again! Woops. I lied. Sorry butt, but this promising of non-cruelty came before I even knew there was an ICE SLIDE!!! Yes, you read right. A slide made entirely if ice!!! I made my butt endure a whole five seconds more of icy cold torture before I called it a night.

We reached the end of the ICE! exhibit and returned out parkas. There was still one thing left to do though. Well, two things, but this was the first…

We decided to give Santa a break and grant his Christmas wish instead ;-)

And the second was to check out Gaylord Palms lobby. All the hotels in the U.S.A. that I have been to over the Christmas season seem to go all out in decorating, so I expected nothing less from the already impressive Gaylord.

Gaylord Palms main lobby

Ah, Gaylord, thank you for not letting me down. You have impressed me beyond means. The lobby was absolutely beautiful. Never before have I seen any hotel lobby anywhere in the world decorated so elegantly. There was a ginormous brightly lit tree raised up on the centre stage with fairy lights draped from the extremely high ceilings surrounding the tree. Below were a handful of musicians performing Christmas carols for all to enjoy. A small crowd had gathered on the benches in front of the stage to engage in their Christmas spirits and sing along. It really was a spectacular sight. If you are heading over to the Gaylord Palms to check out ICE! it is definitely worth the extra four minute walk over to the lobby to check this out. You will not be disappointed!

Our evening at ICE! at the Gaylord Palms exceeded any expectations I had conjured up and was immensely enjoyed by all. The entry price really is small in comparison to the fun you will have.

ICE! is open daily, including holidays until January 3, 2010. Hours vary so check the website prior to arrival.


Ho, Ho, Ho!

December 14, 2009

Headed to Downtown Disney this afternoon to have our photo taken with the one and only, Mr. Santa Claus. I hope the 85ºF heat in the middle of December didn’t bother him. Totally using my free Photo Pass on this bad boy…

Sometimes it gets tough being this cute.

Only 11 days left until Christmas. Hope you’ve been good!


48 Hours in Texas…

December 11, 2009

Three hours sleep and before I know it, I’ve got a window seat with Southwest Airlines and I’m en route to Dallas, Texas. Extremely excited for what’s to come within the next 48 hours, but at the same time, extremely tired due to previous nights activities. My excitement and nerves prevail over my lack of sleep. I’m bright eyed and on edge when we touch down at Dallas Love Field Airport in Texas.

Bull Crossing at the Stock Yards

With a quick stop over at our hotel (The Sheraton Arlington over by Six Flags Over Texas, which, by the way, was absolutely superb and a gem of a find (3.5 star Arlington – Grand Prairie Hotel choice on Hotwire for $53 plus tax, normally $150 per night)) we headed over to one of my favourite places in all of Texas, the Fort Worth Stock Yards, to get a feel of real Texas. It was a chilly 39 degrees Fahrenheit out; an extreme difference from the Orlando humidity that we left behind hours earlier. The best cure to keep warm was the cure for many of life’s problems… shopping! Oh, and how could I forget, a trip to my most  favourite candy store in the whole entire world!

I started to eat my way through the candy store…

Om nom nom nom...

But apparently this is a punishable offense in Fort Worth…

Life imprisonment for the consumption of too much candy??

I scored myself an early release thanks to some good friends who paid bail. Thank goodness for that. Could you imagine telling the other inmates what I was serving time for?!? Ridiculous! I quickly got over my jail stint and not before too long, it was time to catch up with some mates over dinner at Chilis.

Back to the hotel, some quick Facebook, Twitter, Skype and MSN time, five hours of sleep and beep, beep, beep, beep, off goes the alarm at 5:30am! So sleepy. Eyelids so heavy. Eyelids slowly closing. NO! Stay awake. Eyelids heavy; drooping. AWAKE! Today is the day!!! Nervessss <insert gagging action here>.

We began our seven hour drive down to Corpus Christi just after 7am. It felt like the longest seven hours of my life, mainly because of what was still to come. We talked; we napped; we ate; we joked; we laughed… Actually, we laughed rather hard at this sign on the back of a truck that was in front of us in traffic…

Yeah, that's what he said! Haha.

Yeah, that's what he said! Haha.

We eventually made it to our hotel, the Holiday Inn Express Corpus Christi, which we also scored on Hotwire for an insanely good price. We dumped our stuff in our hotel room then got dropped off at the American Bank Center Arena at around 4pm. Here is where we met with Kelly Clarkson’s security, Brian. He escorted us into the arena and we found ourselves a seat while we watched Kelly Clarkson’s band rehearse during sound check.

Empty arena while the band rehearses for the big show tonight.

Next it was my turn to jump up onstage and sing with Kelly Clarkson’s band. I wanted to vomit on myself. I was so bloody nervous. I felt like I was about to give an oral presentation in class, and God knows how much I hated those parts of my assessment. I was introduced to Kelly’s band members and we started to chat while we got organised. They were all so sweet and make me feel a little more at ease. I can’t sing for the sake of my life which makes me want to puke all over the place even more, but I try my best and sing Kelly’s current single, ‘Already Gone‘.

Those 3.5 minutes felt like an eternity but I am so glad I got to do what I had just done. I jump off stage and run to Nicole who informs me that  she didn’t want to startle me, but Kelly Clarkson had come out and was sitting in the front row watching me while I was up on stage. I was so nervous that I didn’t even look around the arena while I was singing. Once Nicole told me that, I was angry at myself for not noticing Kelly there, but at the same time, I was kind of relieved I didn’t see her. If I had noticed her sitting there, I think I would have froze in fear and then perhaps either a) wet my pants, b) vomit or c) a and b combine. Haha. What a great impression that would have been! I will spare your ears the agony and continue to allow you to live your life with the gift of sound by not posting and video of me singing.

Nicole and I right after I got down from the stage :-)

We got to sit there and watch a bit more of the sound check before heading out to dinner at Whataburger.

After dinner, we met up with Brian again and he took us out back of the arena to meet the one and only, Miss. Kelly Clarkson!!! Although having met her several times back home in Australia, I still freak out and get nervous. What do I say? I don’t want to come across as a stuttering fool!?!

The doors swing open and out comes Kelly, all cool and down to earth. She’s so cute and tiny up close. She’s also very short, but I already knew this. She sees me standing there and walks over while she begins to tell me that she saw me singing on stage earlier. I apologize for any damage I may have caused to her ears and she starts to laugh at me while giving me a big hug. She asks about my accent and I tell her I’m actually from Australia but I’ve been interning at Disney World. Kelly seems to get really excited by this and thinks it’s the coolest thing ever that I work at Cirque du Soleil. She notices I have a Disney World bag in my hand and asks if it’s for her. I nod my head and remove the Minnie Mouse Christmas stocking from the bag. “Adorable” she says with a smile from ear to ear. I explain that the stocking is stuffed with Disney treats for her and the band and that she should share. I go to put the stocking back into the bag but she grabs at it and digs her hand inside to check out what it’s filled with. The first thing she sees when she looks inside the stocking is a Disney Christmas rice crispy treat.

Kelly: Is that a rice crispy treat?!!?!?!??! (She asks in a way too excited voice. She reminds me of a little kid!)
Me: Yes, Disney style.
Kelly: OH MY GOD! I LOVE rice crispy treats! I’m so eating this all by myself!
Me: Share!
Kelly: Not the rice crispy treats!

It’s photo time. I apologize to Kelly in advance if this will muck up her already styled stage hair, but I’d like to have our photo wearing Disney Santa hats. I usually get silly photos with Kelly but figured I wanted something Christmassy (cause tis’ the season) that would remind me of my time at Disney so I bought along my Minnie Santa hat and I bought Kelly a Mickey Santa hat.

Kelly thinks the hats are too cute and does not seem too bothered about it possibly messing up her hair. She yells out that she has a ‘fat head’ while she struggles to fit the hat over her ears. When she finally gets it on I tell her that her Mickey ears are crooked so she straightens them up and asks me how she looks; “Adorable” I answer back.

Kelly: Are you going to smile real big???
Me: Well, yeah, of course!
Kelly: AWESOME! Me too!

*snap*

We are so damn cute!

We chatted a bit more before her Tour Manager, Tim, gave me the ‘wind it up‘ signal. We said our goodbyes and then had one last hug before I left the meet and greet room to make my way into the arena to find my seat in preparation for the concert.

KC doing what she does best <3

I could go on and on and on about how amazing the concert was. Kelly was sharp as always, her vocals were spot on and she looked great. She’s has such an amazing energy on stage and it generates through out the audience. She really is a rare talent to find these days and I will continue to be a fan for many more years to come.

For me, this show was like a bitter sweetness. I had just had the most amazing day possible singing on stage with Kelly’s band, watching her band sound check, meeting Kelly Clarkson and scoring free tickets to the concert. If you could not tell, that was the sweeter part of the bitter sweetness. At the same time, it drew an end to the three shows I had the opportunity to see on the ‘All I Ever Wanted’ U.S.A. tour. Bitter. Actually, bitter, with a side of bitter; I will be missing the Australian tour in April of 2010 because I will still be in Florida. Sad. But sweet. I mean, it’s not every day you get to say you work at Disney World!