Me & Anna
Last night I had dinner with a lovely “photography” friend, Anna. We spent hours talking about our business plans, our gear and everything else in between. It was so nice to just chat about it without the fear of boring the other person to death. We’re both starting out so we live, sleep and breathe it at the moment. We met at the very first “Love your Camera” workshop and then again at “The Scoop” workshop, both run by Angie Baxter. Tina who we also met at the workshops was meant to join us but had to cancel at the last minute. I wish we could say we had a lovely Mexican meal here… but I can’t. I only ate it because I was starving and I’m paying for it today with a queasy tummy. The service was lovely though…
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Afterward we went a few doors down to San Churro. I really wanted to stalk out the venue to get my bearings for the meet next Sunday (don’t forget to book your FREE ticket). We each got ourselves a yummy treat to make up for the crappy meal we had. Ohhhh it was so good and totally worth cheating on my diet for! We sat outside, chatted a lot more and did a little people watching, we couldn’t believe how many toddlers were up and about at 11pm. It was drawing close to midnight and we both had about an hour drive home in opposite directions so we headed back to the parking building… only to find that I had a flat tyre!!!
The tyre had enough air in it to get out of the parking building but only just, I couldn’t even make it to a petrol station. The parking attendant said if I wait until midnight (when he finished work) he would change it for me but in the meantime asks every sober bloke walking past if they could please help me out. I feel completely foolish. I rang Steve for support and he said I should just change it, the book is in the glove box, spare and jack is in the back, I had everything I needed… except upper body strength! Thankfully two lovely blokes who had just finished up at work said they’d change it for me. Anna and I stood on the curb just watching as these two fit guys huffed and puffed getting the damn tyre off with very limited equipment. Kia, I love my car, but the jack you supplied is pathetic. I very much felt like a damsel in distress, so sad and vulnerable, waiting for my two strong knights to accomplish their very manly job.
Once the new tyre was on and the guys had gotten completely filthy we shook hands and exchanged names and details. Turns out they own and manage ELEVATE, an award winning business in Parramatta… who’d have thunk it? Seeing as I didn’t have a pot full of gold or tickets to Hawaii to give them as a thank you, I said I would write a blog post about my handsome, charming saviours… it was the least I could do! Oh, and does anyone find it rather crazy that the name of their business is exactly what they did to my car?!
So, if you happen to be in Parramatta and in need of a great Italian coffee or a scrumptious bite to eat, you need to go to ELEVATE and please don’t forget to say “Thanks for saving Danimezza!”.
Obviously I wasn’t about to take photos of them changing my tyre or ask them to reopen their cafe and make me a coffee so I could take photos… I borrowed them off the internet x