Gorgaryle

Hello!

We're in Sydney.

We're not staying in a Muggle hotel.   We're staying in Gorgaryle, the Sydney wizarding village.   There's a nice little inn here above the restaurant.

I'm not in the inn right now because the internet doesn't work in most areas of Gorgaryle.   There's one little centre for wizards who need/want to use Muggle technology.   It has special walls so the magical stuff won't interfere with the electricity.  

We met with the refugee people.  Some of them are really nice.   One woman said of course we can be part of the program.   But another wizard said it's for wizards only, and we're a threat.   In between that, there's all types of opinions.

The refugee organisation is going to discuss our situation and then vote on it in a week or two.  

I want to stay, for the most part.   We'd live here...in Gorgaryle.   It would be so cool.  

Okay, but there's a part of me that is nervous about the whole thing.   I'll miss our Muggle life...silly things really, like the telly and my video games.    There's one small telly in the whole centre.   That's it.   Everyone has to share it.   Although I'm not sure if there's a huge demand for it.

When they were discussing the situation, some of the wizards said if we are allowed to live here, they don't want us to leave often to go to the Muggle world.   They feel it's not safe for us to go back and forth.   It's not really fair because the wizards go back and forth.  

Oh well.  

In other news, last night I dreamed about SC Mather.   She came here and we went surfing together.   I don't know what she looks like in real life, but in my dream she was really beautiful.