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Ok, so I think we all know this thing is never going to be kept bang up to date. I can’t even use the excuse that I’ve been too busy to update you all on what’s been happening, as I haven’t really.

Anyway, here’s what has happened since we left Sydney.

We headed up to North Queensland for a week, which was just great. With the exception of a few days in the Blue Mountains, we’d been seeing cities since we left Glasgow, so it was nice to have a week of relaxation.

We were staying in an apartment with an ocean view in a place called Trinity Beach, which is about 15 miles north of Cairns. It was a really quiet little place, and was perfect. We spent the first couple of days there just chilling, walking on the beach and relaxing by the pool. The peace was only broken by the occasional spot of rain, but we were in tropical territory, so that was to be expected.

We decided to go to an evening show at an Aboriginal Cultural Park called Tjapukai. The brochure promised us local food, and a show introducing us to parts of Aboriginal culture that we didn’t know about. Sounded great, so we headed along. The first part was great. We were led from the main building down to a lake by firelight, while our hosts sang in Aboriginal language. We took part in a fire ceremony, which involved us hitting sticks together in a particular rhythm while they gave thanks to God for the gift of fire, and lit a fire using a stick, a rock and some kindling. It was all really atmospheric, and made us think we were in for a good night.

Unfortunately, what we got after that was sub-par cabaret. The local food we were promised turned out to be chicken cacciatori and miso soup, which was not quite what we were expecting. We then got a truly bizarre performance by five guys who really didn’t want to be there, singing songs to backing tracks and leaving us more than a little bemused.

We’ve been told the park is a totally different experience during the day, and is well worth another visit, but we have our doubts.

Our next trip was a completely different experience, though. We went snorkelling at the Great Barrier Reef, without a doubt one of the most amazing things I’ve ever done. We were picked up at stupid o’clock in the morning, and taken to Cairns where our boat was waiting. We went to Michaelmas Cay, a sand island in the inner Reef, which is home to thousands of birds. There’s a roped off part of the beach where humans are allowed, but the rest of it is out of bounds. Bizarrely, the birds seem to know that the rope is there too, cos they stayed on their side of it as well.

We spent about two hours there, snorkelling around the cay. The guides took us on a reef tour as well, where we followed them about for an hour or so while they pointed out the different types of fish, including a clown anemonefish (or Nemo, to you and me).

After this, we had a spot of lunch while the boat moved to the outer reef, where we spent the afternoon. More snorkelling, and a glass-bottomed boat tour of the reef, as the captain pointed out the various types of coral.

All in all, this was an amazing day. It’s up there with the Harbour Bridge climb for the hightlight of the trip for me.

The only downside of all the snorkelling was the painful bout of sunburn we both suffered as a result of spending so much time out in the sun. This meant that we spent the rest of the week in the shade, but it was well worth it.

Here’s some photos of Trinity Beach:

After our week in North Queensland was over, we headed to Perth, where we planned to spend the next few months. We arrived at 2am on a Saturday morning, and the first couple of days there it was absolutely freezing, easily the coldest weather we’d encountered in Australia. Which made us wonder if we’d made the right choice in spending so much time there, but then we found out that it was pretty unseasonal, and it started to warm up a few days later.

The first week or so was spent trying to find somewhere to live. We found a flat right in the city centre, which was really handy for getting to know the place. It became even handier when Lisa found a job, as her office was a five minute walk from the flat. She ended up working for the same company she worked for in Glasgow, which meant she felt right at home.

We got to really like Perth as we got to know the city. There’s a huge park called Kings Park overlooking the city centre, which has some amazing views. I’ve got some photos of the views somewhere but I don’t have them uploaded anywhere yet. I’ll get some done soon and put them up.

Here’s some photos of the area around the Swan River:

The most bizarre thing about our first summer in Australia was going to the beach on Christmas day. We took a picnic, and some sparkling wine, and didn’t notice that it was actually the warmest day since we’d got there - a mind-shattering 42°C. The only time I noticed the temperature was when we went to stand up after 2 hours of sitting in the sun, and promptly felt like falling over. I’m not sure what sun stroke feels like, but it might be something like that. Anyway, after dousing my head with a bottle of cold water, I felt fine again. No harm done!

Boxing day was even warmer - 44°C, so we decided to spend the day going to the (air conditioned) cinema to see The Golden Compass. It was at this point that we started missing our first days in Perth when it was a wee bit colder.

There’s also an outdoor cinema in Kings Park, which we went to in February. You lie on bean bags under the stars watching a huge screen. It’s a weird experience, but it was great and I’m really looking forward to going again sometime.

During January, Lisa’s company started talking about sponsoring us to stay a bit longer, which we were delighted about. It meant that we could stay here beyond September (when our existing visas ran out) and that I could get back to work as well. I hate to say it, but I was getting a bit bored with being a house husband.

The visas finally came through a couple of weeks ago, and I found a job, which I start tomorrow. Hopefully I won’t have forgotten everything…

We’ve also moved out of that flat in the city centre, and into a wee house a bit further out. It’s even got a pool in the back garden!

Anyway, that’s what has happened so far. I’ll try to update this thing every so often (even if it is just with some random thoughts or funny clips from YouTube) so keep having a look every so often to see if anything has changed.

Catch you all later.

So after our short break in the Blue Mountains, we drove back to Sydney for another week in the city.

We’d been told about Sydney’s casino (the only one in New South Wales, apparently) at Star City, and were looking forward to paying it a visit to see what it’s like. So we found a nice restaurant on Darling Harbour, and enjoyed a lovely meal before heading over to gamble away any cash we had kicking about.

First impressions of the casino were that it was a bit huge. Certainly bigger than anything I’ve been in in Glasgow before. But once we’d got the lie of the place, it wasn’t too bad at all. After a few drinks, Lisa headed to the roulette tables to get started. Once we’d got to grips with the minimum bet being $10 (we’re used to a £1 minimum) , she started betting conservatively, trying to preserve the $100 she’d decided to stake. But soon she started winning, and ended up at around $300. Not a bad effort.

After a few more drinks, she talked me into trying my hand. I’d always wanted to try baccarat (à la James Bond), but the minimum bet was $50, and I didn’t fancy blowing all my cash in a few hands, so I opted for something a little safer, four-card stud poker. I’d never seen a four-card poker game before, but it turns out it’s similar to five-card stud, but you’ve got to make your best four-card hand from the five cards you get dealt. Simple. Especially since you can’t change your cards once their dealt.

So I wandered up to the lowest table (a $10 minimum), and duly put my $10 down. The dealer asked me if I wanted to go for an “Aces Up” bet as well. I must have looked a bit bemused, cos he then explained that if you get a pair of aces or better, the Aces Up bet will pay out whether you beat the dealer’s hand or not, but the regular bet will only pay out if you beat the dealer. So I stuck another $5 on that.

Then he dealt the cards. And as I picked them up and turned them over, everything seemed to go into slow motion, cos there in front of me were four sevens. I looked at the board with the order of hands on it, then looked back at the cards. Then looked back at the board, and noted that four of a kind was the best hand you can get in a four-card game. Then I looked at Lisa, who shot me a look that could only have said, “Is that a good hand then?”

I topped up my bet with the maximum allowed raise (I wanted to bet even more, obviously, but the dealer wouldn’t let me ) and kept my fingers crossed while the dealer turned his cards over, hoping that he didn’t reveal four eights… He had a pair of something, then turned over my cards and blinked. Then looked at me, then back at my cards, and said, “Not bad for your first hand.”

In total, I ended up with $590 in front of me, and honestly couldn’t believe my own luck. I never win at casinos, so was all set to go home with nothing. I kept playing for a while, but left when I’d gone back down to $500. Here’s a photo of the remainder of the winnings.

You’re not really allowed to use cameras on the gaming floor, so apologies if it’s a bit blurred… we were taking it in a rush.

Even Lisa losing her earlier $200 winnings in a failed attempt to win even more at roulette couldn’t put a dampener on the evening. Not only had we come away with enough money to pay for the whole evening out, we made enough to pay for the next evening’s entertainment too.

We had booked to go on The Rocks Ghost Tour the night after the casino, and ended up booking a table at Doyle’s at the Quay, on the opposite side of Circular Quay from the Opera House. The food was lovely, but the view was spoiled slightly by the fact that there was a cruise ship moored at the quay. So instead of seeing the Opera House at dusk, we saw the side of a big boat.

Never mind, though, I did manage to take a few photos of the Harbour Bridge and the Opera House.

The ghost tour was good, too. It was more a historical tour of the Rocks, featuring the locations of various murders and misdeeds than anything supernatural, but it was very interesting.

The guide started off by assigning each of us characters. Lisa got to play an undertaker, while I got landed with a red beret as a Frenchman who had killed his boss…

Humiliation aside, there were a few interesting stories told. Such as that of the Scottish man who disappeared while working on the Harbour Bridge. No one knows what happened to him, but it’s assumed he’s buried in the concrete on one of the southern pylons. Ouch!

We visited the Sydney Wildlife World as well, and got to see some cute and some not-so-cute creatures. There was a countdown of the ten most dangerous snakes in Australia, for example, and a bunch of lizards.

Lisa was terrified of the lizards, but did muster up enough courage to touch one when offered the chance.

The cute creatures included Koalas and Wallabies.

There was also a display of spiders. I hate spiders, but since they were all behind glass, I had a look. It’s good to know that the most dangerous ones (the Funnel-webs) are only found in Eastern Australia, while we’re firmly ensconsed in the West for the summer. The Redbacks are found all over Australia, but it was also reassuring to find out that they aren’t as dangerous as the other ones. Also, it was good to see what the little buggers look like, so I know which ones to run away from.

Having been on the bridge climb during our first week in Sydney, we also had entry to the Bridge Pylon as part of that. The south-east pylon has an observation deck which offers great views of the bridge itself, Circular Quay, and the city skyline.

On our last day in Sydney we went in separate directions. I went for a walk through the botanic gardens and round the Opera House, and Lisa went to get her nails done.

Here’s some pics from my walk (Lisa didn’t take any of her nails).

Our last stop before leaving Sydney was the Tower. Since we’d been on the bridge climb at night at to the pylon during the day, we tried to time it so that we got to the top of the tower for dusk. But the queues were against us, and it was fully dark by the time we got there. The views were amazing, though.

We also managed to pay one last visit to Darling Harbour on our last night.

So it’s been a while since I updated this thing, and I’ve been getting some complaints… I’ll hold my hands up and admit I’ve just been too lazy to sit down and write something Anyway, I’m going to make a more concerted effort to keep you up to date on what’s been happening. Starting now.

After a week in Sydney, we hired a car and headed west, to the Blue Mountains. We’d been staying in big cities for about three weeks and fancied some time in a more relaxed environment… and what we got was just about perfect.

We rented a small holiday flat in a town called Leura. Well, actually, we rented two small holiday flats. The place we were staying, Magical Manderlay, had two flats, and the bigger one was booked for the last two days of our stay, so we had to move into the smaller of the two at that point. No big deal, though, it won’t matter. Or so we thought… but more of that later. The flat was lovely, though. And the owner had even put the fire on before we got there so it was nice and warm, and left us plenty of food for breakfast the next day.

On our first day, we headed over to the next town to the west, Katoomba, to a place called Scenic World. This had a couple of cable-car journeys, and a “mountain railroad” which took people to and from the rainforest below the cliffs.

The first cable-car we went on crossed one of the ravines to the cliff walks on the other side. Half way across, part of the floor uncovered to reveal a glass bottom, giving an uninterrupted view of the rainforest directly beneath you. There was also some phenomenal views of the surrounding area, including the Three Sisters, Orphan Rock, and Mount Solitary, which just got better as we followed the cliff walk.

Here’s some photos:

Mount Solitary, with Orphan Rock in the foreground:

The man working the cable-car took great delight in telling us that Mount Solitary has a bigger base than Uluru/Ayers Rock.

Here’s a couple of the Three Sisters:

And some of us wandering around the cliffs:

After an hour or so of walking around, we decided to head down to the rainforest for a look around. There are two ways to get down to the valley: take another cable-car, or try the scenic railway. We thought the scenic railway sounded fun, and we could take the cable-car on the way back up, so after some lunch we headed in that direction.

We just missed one, so were at the front of the queue for the next, which meant we could go in the front row. And this is good, cos at 52°, it’s the steepest incline of any railway in the world. It felt like a rollercoaster in places, you even go through a tunnel which was a little reminiscent of Oblivion at Alton Towers. It wasn’t too bad, though, as I was able to take some photos on the way down.

I thought it was great fun, although from the expression on her face, I’m not sure if Lisa agreed with me…

Thankfully, they had a recreation of the original Miner’s Rest station, so she got to have a wee seat to recover while I checked out the replica of the original Scenic railway…

Later that week, on the day we were changing from one flat to the other, we paid a visit to the Jenolan caves, about 100 km further west from Leura. These are apparently the oldest known caves in the world, but the guides were very quick to add the “known” caveat, in case some others turn up in the near future.

Anyway, the caves were spectacular. We went on tours of two caves, the Lucas cave, and the Temple of Baal cave. They both feature sound and light shows, showing off the various cave features. The best of these was in the “Cathedral” section of the Lucas cave, where they used a track from Metallica’s S&M album to soundtrack the light show. It worked very well, and I’ll need to ask Denis if it’s worth checking that album out…

Here’s some photos from the Lucas cave.

The Temple of Baal cave was much more spectacular, though. The main feature is a 9 metre long “Angel’s Wing” which is so thin it’s almost translucent. I’d love to show you some photos of this cave, but the battery in my camera died at lunchtime, and Lisa’s bit the dust after taking two shots (and both of them were blurry ).

We drove back to Leura to see what the smaller of the two flats was like. It was nice, but it didn’t have a separate bedroom like the larger one so felt more like a hotel room. There were a couple of steps up from the living/bedroom area to the kitchen area, and the carpet on them was so dark you couldn’t really see they were there till you hit them. One of the first things Lisa said was, “I’m gonna fall over those steps at some point.” I laughed, but I really shouldn’t have…

Yep, that’s right folks, she kept up her 100% record of falling down while on holiday since we’ve been married. Thankfully, it was nowhere near as bad as the torn ligaments in Mexico, and she was able to hobble around after a day or two, but it was pretty scary for a bit. The woman who runs the flats was very helpful, though, giving us all the ice from her freezer to help bring the swelling down. If you happen to read this, Robyn, thank you very much

Just as well we hadn’t planned to do anything too strenuous on the last day of the holiday. As it was, Lisa couldn’t walk anywhere, so I went for a wander round Leura on my own. It’s a very small place, but it’s got loads of character.

Here’s a couple of photos from the town.

And it also contains the best name for a shop ever…

Anyway, regardless of Lisa being accident-prone, we really enjoyed it in the Blue Mountains. I’d love to go back sometime.

That’s all for now, but I promise to post another update soon (maybe even tomorrow) about what we got up to back in Sydney.

We’ve been in Australia for about four weeks now, and it’s been great so far. Sydney is a fantastic city, lots to see and do. Unfortunately for us, we experienced our first real bout of jetlag just after we got here, and spent most of the first week here getting over that. We did manage to do a couple of things, though.

The highlight of the first week was a trip to the top of the Harbour Bridge. What a view. We decided to do the night climb, as the heat was edging towards unbearable some days (it got up as high as 36°C at times), and my wee bald head can’t cope with the sun for that long. The climb as a whole lasts for three and a half hours, but the first hour of that is getting all the equipment ready. You have to pass a breath test before they let you climb, which was tough for Lisa as she had to go the whole day booze-free. And once that was passed, it was on with the kit.

Because our climb was at night, our equipment included a head-mounted lamp, which accounts for Lisa having a dalek look about her in one of the photos. We also had a weird headset-type thing so our climb leader, Mick, could talk to us. The weird thing about it, though, was that it didn’t go in your ear, but sat on your jawbone, and you could hear it through the vibrations it caused. It was pretty effective, though, as it meant you could still hear what was going on around you while you climbed. Once the preparation was finished, we headed out on to the bridge approach.

Mick asked if anyone was nervous about the climb, and Lisa pointed out that she has a bit of a history with walking down stairs. Or rather, a bit of a history with falling down stairs, so he put us near the front of the group, just behind a couple who were even more nervous cos the girl was terrified of heights.

The first part of the climb takes you along the underside of the southern approach to the bridge towards the southern pylon. One you’ve gone through the pylon, you climb up a series of ladders on to the upper arch, and this is where you get your first real view of Sydney by night. It’s stunning. The Opera House is all lit up on the other side of Circular Quay, and the city skyline looks fantastic. From there, you climb up the arch to the top, which for people as unfit as us, is a bit of an achievement. We got to the top, and Mick led us in a celebratory cheer towards the Opera House.

We stayed at the top for a few minutes to take in the view, and Mick gave us some of the Bridge’s history. We then moved over to the other side of the bridge to come back down the other side of the arch. Well, I danced the dance of joy over the top of the arch, and almost danced into the girl who’s scared of heights. Thankfully, I didn’t, and I’m not even sure she knew what was happening behind her.

The climb down was much the same as the climb up, but in the other direction. As this was the bit Lisa was nervous about, we went down the steps quite slowly, but we made it to the bottom without any mishaps.

The final 30 minutes was getting all the kit back off and shelling out for the official photos. Normally we wouldn’t bother but we couldn’t say no to photos of us at the top of the harbour bridge with Sydney’s lights twinkling in the background. Speaking of the photos, here they are:

We also got a group photo at the summit, but we don’t have this in digital format so unfortunately we can’t share it with you.

It’s been a couple of weeks since we were in San Francisco… I must get better at updating this blog.

Coming to San Francisco from New York was a bit of a culture shock. While everyone in New York is in a rush to get somewhere, and no one seems to have any time for anyone else, San Francisco was the polar opposite. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a more laid back city. The taxi driver who took us into the city from the airport was incredibly friendly (as opposed to one of the cab drivers we experienced in New York, who was determined to get into a fight with someone, and tried several times in the space of a ten minute crosstown drive), and everyone else we met after that was exactly the same.

We didn’t really do too much touristy stuff there, though, as we were a bit wiped after New York, but still managed to ride a few cable cars, visit Alcatraz, and see the view from the top of Coit Tower.

Here’s the view of Union Square from the Cheesecake Factory on the 8th floor of Macy’s:

The food in the Cheesecake Factory was amazingly plentiful. I’d visited one in Chicago a few years back, so knew what to expect but Lisa had no idea. We were so full after lunch that we didn’t eat dinner till about 10pm, and even then didn’t get close to finishing it. And as you’d expect from a restaurant with that name, the cheesecakes are fantastic.

We had booked the evening tour of Alcatraz before we got to San Francisco (thanks to Chris for the tip off) and it was well worth it. We decided to get the cable car from the Union Square area to the pier rather than walking up and down all those hills (man… there’s a lot of hills). I loved the cable cars, despite the fact that we could have walked quicker, the experience was worth it. I love the way when you walk past the tracks you can hear the cable whirring away under your feet, and one of the drivers was telling us about trying to brake the things on a steep hill in the rain… all I can say is I’m glad the weather was nice when we were there.

Here’s a couple of photos from the cable car terminus at Market/Powell. The second one shows the driver and conductor turning it round for the return trip.

And here’s some views from the car on the journey.

Alcatraz is great. The audio tour gives so much information about the island’s history, and the prison’s former inmates. You get to see the cell occupied by Robert Stroud (the Bird Man of Alcatraz) in the infirmary, and those of the three characters from Escape from Alcatraz. Those ones even have little dummy heads under the bed covers. I almost got to experience what it would be like in solitary confinement. I say almost, because although I was in the cell (which had no windows or light source at all) and the door was locked from the outside, the effect was ruined somewhat by the other people in there talking and keeping their cameras on, so the place was lit up anyway.

Here’s some of the views you get from the Alcatraz ferry.

A few from the cell block.

The lighthouse.

A shaft of light across the dining room floor.

And some of the inmates.

The best part of doing the evening tour, though, was the sail back to shore, where we got to see the sun set behind the Golden Gate bridge. Breathtaking doesn’t come close to describing it, and the photo below doesn’t do it justice.

Our second day in the city was spent shopping (well, Lisa was shopping, I was carrying). She managed to pick up a Nintendo DS Lite, a new camera, and four (count ‘em) pairs of shoes for $120 from a little boutique on Columbus. I’m sure she’ll be along soon with pictures of the shoes in case you’re interested.

On our final day, we made the journey up to Coit Tower to get the best view of San Francisco. We were really lucky with the weather while we were there, as it was beautiful for three days. Apparently September/October is the best time of year to visit as the summer months can be wet and foggy. The last day was possibly the nicest, and the views we got from Coit Tower were spectacular.

We enjoyed San Francisco so much Lisa is already making noises about going back for her 30th birthday. She says it’s because she enjoyed the city so much, but I think she just wants to see if that shoe shop is still in business.

To finish up, here’s a few more photos of us.

Lisa relaxing outside Coit Tower.

Me shading myself from the sun.

Lisa keeping an eye out for more shoe shops from a cable car.

And me hanging off the side of a cable car (and loving it).

So we’ve been so busy looking at stuff that we’ve been neglecting to keep you updated on what’s been happening.

Our last update finished with us mentioning that we were going on the Sopranos tour in New Jersey and on a helicopter ride over New York. Only one of those things happened, as the weather took a turn for the worse, and the helicopter trip was cancelled We’ve had one day since we left the UK where the weather hasn’t been glorious, and it happened to be that day. We were going to use the money that the guys at SAIC kindly gave us to get the helicopter trip, so instead we’re putting that towards climbing the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

The Sopranos tour was great, though. The tour guide has worked as an actor/extra on the show and had loads of inside information. I also managed to win a couple of prizes for being a complete Sopranos geek and knowing the answer to loads of questions. I won a CD of tunes from the show for knowing the title/artist of the show’s theme tune (Woke Up This Morning by Alabama 3). And, for knowing who said the line, “What, so no fucking ziti?” (it was A.J.) I won… a packet of fucking ziti, that has since been put to good use for dinner in Sydney.

We also got to meet the actor who played Vito on the show, Joseph R. Gannascoli. He was posing for pictures and selling his wares (maybe he hasn’t worked in a while). Here he is with us.

We also abandoned the walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, as it was chucking it down in the afternoon. Oh well… that’s a good enough reason to go back to New York if you ask me.

While Lisa was spending an afternoon looking through shops uptown (while very unusually not buying anything), I headed downtown for a wander and ended up in a shop called What Comes Around Goes Around, which has a fantastic collection of vintage concert t-shirts. If I had more cash, I’d have come away with a few. Anyone fancy a Bruce Springsteen ‘84-’85 world tour shirt? A snip at $178. How about a David Bowie shirt from 1981, or a Ramones shirt from 1978? Both come in at $500. However, the best was a Led Zeppelin shirt from the 1977 tour. Price: $1,000. I’m not sure what’s more unbelievable… that there’s a t-shirt valued at $1,000, or that they let me touch it without buying it.

There’s loads of New York photos up on the Flickr site, but here’s a few to keep you going:

We’ve been in New York for a few days now and have finally managed to catch a breath. Anyone who has been here will know that this city stops for no one, and it’s almost impossible to stop while you’re here. So far, we’ve done some of the touristy things: Ellis Island, Central Park, Battery Park, Empire State Building, and Top of the Rock.

We also went to a Broadway show the other night. We hadn’t booked anything, but went to the TKTS booth on Times Square (well, near Times Square, as it’s temporarily moved) and picked up two tickets for Monty Python’s Spamalot for less than half price. It should have been half price, but the dopey guy who sold us the tickets was rude to us, so karma sorted him out and he gave us $30 too much change. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer fella. The show was excellent; constantly funny from start to finish. It’s no Avenue Q, but it’s up there.

We wandered through Chinatown yesterday, and between us managed to buy three pairs of “designer” sunglasses for a total of $30. I’m not entirely convinced that they’re real, though. From there, we went on to Little Italy, and it just happens that we’ve come here during the feast of San Gennaro. We didn’t see any big processions with statues of Our Lady (a la The Godfather, Part II), but the place was chock full of people, and crammed with stands selling sausages, peppers, ice cream, and pastries. The spicy Italian sausages were amazing (so good I went back for another today) and I finally managed to try a cannoli, which gave me enough sugar to keep me awake for the rest of the day.

Today, I took some time out and went for a wander downtown to take some photos in Washington Square Park. Here’s a sample of the ones I’ve managed to look through so far:

Here’s one from Grand Central Terminal too:

Tomorrow morning we’re going on The Sopranos tour to see the sights of the TV show, including Satriale’s, Father Phil’s parish, and the Bada Bing. In the afternoon we’re off on a helicopter ride (courtesy of the kind gift from the guys at SAIC), and hopefully to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.

More updates soon. Cheers!

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