Melbourne is heading into another major event this weekend with Moomba kicking off on Friday night. OK, it's not exactly the AFL Grand Final, but I still love the sense of anticipation.
The water skiiers were out practising their jumps on the river this morning and the carnies have slowly been unloading and setting up the rides and sideshow alley at Birrarung Marr in the shadow of the Skywheel (above).
And the platform for the Birdman Rally is all set up, ready and waiting for all the men and women who are willing to take a plunge in the murky Yarra River in pursuit of 15 minutes of dubious fame.
The Birdman Rally is probably my favourite part of Moomba - people dressing up in silly costumes, climbing aboard ill-conceived home-made "aircraft" and launching themselves into the air in a bid to "fly" the farthest distance. Usually there's more plummeting than flying, but that's half the fun. It's total silliness and ya gotta love total silliness.
I also discovered today that Wagons, one of my fave bands, is playing a free gig for Moomba on Friday night. Yay. (And I just found out just then looking at their myspace profile that their new album is out next month. Double yay).
It's also a long weekend this weekend too. Woohoo.
Tonight while I was lying on the couch watching Spicks n Specks, a procession of flying foxes flew past my window on their way to the gardens.