Weekend

I had a meeting at a hotel at the airport all day Friday, so I stuck around afterwards and waited for Uta's flight to arrive from Sydney so we could share a cab home. We subsequently dined at the Curry Club around the corner - a fantastic and relatively reasonable Indian restaurant in the neighborhood.

Saturday, Uta played her first match with her new tennis team, dominating all those foolish enough to challenger her on the tennis court. I can't remember the last time she played a match and lost, so if there's anyone out there up for it, bring it on - daddy needs a new pair of shoes. We then took advantage of the warm evening to dine at one of the many sidewalk cafes on Lygon Street. Lygon was hopping - packed full of locals, and I imagine a few tourists as well.

Sunday, the weather was nice once again, so we spent the day at St. Kilda beach doing lots of walking, sleeping, and people watching. There was a mildly amusing, but highly ineffectual, protest against the proposed dredging of the bay in order to keep the port open. I didn't see much in the way of protesting going on, but there was music and some ecocomedy (if such a thing exists) so people seemed to be having fun.