Get your mind out of the gutter. The title does not refer to what you think it does.
Last night I met up with my local friends Marco and Luc (who I met two years ago in Mykonos and recently ran into by chance at the Canberra bush dance), and a couple of their friends for drinks and dinner. We first went to a rooftop bar for drinks before sunset, which was pretty nice with the weather. Apparently rooftop bars are quite popular in Melbourne, I have had several people tell me. Then they took me to a lovely Greek restaurant named “Gazi“, that was pretty yummy.
Separately, a couple of times recently someone has addressed me as “spunk” or I have heard other guys referred to as “spunk” or “spunky”. While initially confused and vaguely grossed out (given the American slang meaning), apparently this is Australian slang for a hot or sexy man. I’ll take it.
On a separate note, my walk around the CBD yesterday was interesting. The place feels very much like an American city, with touches of the British. And although a grid, there are lots of alleyways filled with bars and restaurants and social life. My friends tell me these are really some of the best places to go in Melbourne, if one knows the spots. We will meet up again on Saturday for some exploration.
I have been learning a fair bit of “strine” while here, which is Australian slang. Here is a little sampling
Dunny – toilet
Prang – fender bender or crash
Townbike – slut
Clacker – asshole
Rootable – f*ckable
No wuckers – No worries, Don’t worry about it
And perhaps my favorite of all:
Map o’ tassie – pubic hair/area. So called because the shape of the state of Tasmania is said to resemble the shape of the pubic hair area of a woman.
I am used to online chatting (via AIM and the like) being an exercise in reduction, contraction and abbreviation. And for the most part that holds true here in Mexico, with one little odd exception. The word for “yes” is “si”, but in IM conversations a lot of people will write “sip” to mean the same thing. I guess it is kind of like saying “yeah” or “yep”, but it seems odd in the context of an IM to go for longer rather than shorter words.
As always, I can’t resist the lure of a new food, especially if it is a sweet. Yesterday in Puebla I bought a box of local treats called camotes. They are basically yam paste flavored with fruits, and while a bit on the sweet side, are not bad at all. Plus they have that handmade charm to them, just look at the picture below.
One thing to note about the word camote, though. It is apparently slang for penis, although I am sure that neither I (nor my gentle readers) can begin to imagine why.