tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19099360097823051052024-03-19T11:59:31.955-07:00Rachel's Research WalkaboutRachel Fovargue is a Ecology and Evolutionary Biology PhD student at the University of Tennessee. This blog is to document her travel abroad in Australia during Fall 2012 and help communicate both cultural experiences as well as the development of new research questions.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03069157988022711520noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909936009782305105.post-662938626966753252013-07-31T08:25:00.001-07:002013-07-31T08:25:23.106-07:00Extra-blog bloggingAn article I wrote a year ago finally got picked up by National Geogrphic's blog, Ocean Views.<br />
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Science academics are notoriously composed of workaholics motivated by gaining that slight competitive edge for the limited number of postdocs, grants, tenure track jobs, etc.
This pressure trickles down to the grad student level where there is a mutual respect in the exchanged glances of those folks hanging around the lab on Saturday or Sunday afternoon. Advisors, PIs, and collaborators seem proud when they catch you emailing on the weekend. I've even heard of a sign hanging on the entrance of one very productive lab group that reads "If you're not here on Sunday, don't come back on Monday"!</div>
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Well... while messing around on Google Trends during a Nimbios workshop this week, I discovered that you can actually observed a <i>scientific weekend</i> in Google search data.</div>
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Below, you can check out the last 90 days of Google searches for the terms "science" and "nature" within the US. Notice the cyclic pattern. What are those giant dips? Saturday and Sunday!
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One Excel spreadsheet and a few estimations from Google AdWords later, I found that from Wednesday (mid-week) to Saturday, the number of google searches drops about 15% for the term "nature", and a whopping 30% for "science"! On average (according to my cursory estimations), "science" is googled 545,000 times a day in the US. So, in general, "science" is googled 190,000 times less on Saturday than it is through the weekdays. "Nature" drops by 25,000 from it's average of 160,000.
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I'm not completely sure how to interpret these results, so I think I'll take the comforting view: At least some scientists stop working as much on the weekends, so it's OK if you want to stay away from the office.
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You also might notice that science seems to be on the decline since May. I suppose that makes sense; after all, school's out for the summer... ... for some people.
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NOTE: Same qualitative pattern holds for a <a href="http://www.google.com/trends/explore?q=stanley+cup#q=nature%2C%20%20science&date=today%203-m&cmpt=q">worldwide analysis</a> and for the <a href="http://www.google.com/trends/explore?q=stanley+cup#q=science%20journal&geo=US&date=today%203-m&cmpt=q">search term "science journal"</a>
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If there was ever an incentive to work really hard at a career in conservation science, it'd be so you could some day get to the point where you can say really dramatic stuff like <a href="http://www.sciencemag.org/content/340/6133/680.1.short" target="_blank">this </a><a href="http://www.sciencemag.org/content/340/6133/680.1.short" target="_blank">and get it published in Science.</a></div>
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This kind of policy degradation of protected areas is not just happening in Australia. Below is a screen capture I took from Google maps. The image is of a national forest in PA. Note the 'forest rd' and the 'scenic trail', then notice the enormous number of drilling sites fragmenting the "protected" forest. </div>
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Like the ground ferns you’re probably familiar with, these
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These plants, along with the other wet-forest foliage also
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it, but after catching on that these were “rainforests”, it hit me. The LAST
rainforest! A few of you reading this may also have been raised as a 90’s
recycling loving kid, and so must remember the adventures of Crysta and her
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Ah… the 'comforting' conservation phase of my life! Back then I thought all I had to do
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in this region, and are a point of political contention with the locals in
Tassie. Furthermore, as it turns out Fern Gully is still there… well, sort of.
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<span style="text-align: justify;">At the Ecological Society of Australia Conference this week, I watched a talk about a study measuring the above and belowground biomass of some low-rainfall tree species. They touted the importance of this research as vital for the wider aim of carbon sequestration. This got me wondering... How valid a solution carbon sequestration is for approaching climate change?</span></div>
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A quick description for those unfamiliar with this concept. Carbon sequestration is the idea that atmospheric CO2 can be removed by capturing it in newly growing plants (or possibly other ways, but this is the most popular). So, the idea is, that if we plant enough trees, we could help to curb the dramatically increasing concentration of CO2 warming the Earth.<o:p></o:p></div>
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How feasible is this? So after some dredging of the internet, I came across a paper that quantifies the amount of carbon sequestered in a Manchurian Ash forest. This is a hardy, easily cultivated tree from northern China, and out of the species covered in the paper, it seemed to suck up the most carbon, quickly. Then I dug up this cool figure showing a variety of carbon emission ‘scenarios’ from the IPCC report for policy makers. And yes, you're reading that axes correctly. The unit on the y-axis is gigatonnes. Yes, freaking, gigatonnes (aka. the weight of one billion elephants according to the old, analogy used by your elementary school teacher to conceptualize a ton).<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>stubbie holder</i>: not as dirty as it sounds, this little guy holds a stubbie (a fat beer bottle). You may know it as a beer coozy. (ex: "I snatched up a few of those free stubbie holders at the conference to keep my Coopers cold this weekend. I hear it's gonna be 37!")</div>
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In other news, Tasmania is beautiful. It's like the alps I wrote about, but you can live there! And it has oceans and sailing. The pictures at the top are (on the left) the sandy shore out behind the IMAS offices, and (on the right) a somewhat cloudy view from the top of Mt. Wellington, which overlooks Hobart.</div>
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Hobart is one of the oldest cities in Australia, so early 19th century, and all the old sections are constructed form local sandstone. This makes for a cohesive and earthy vibe.</div>
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This is an alley off of Salamanca market, the old waterfront where whales would be gutted with remains washing back into the bay, and current home to a gigantic Saturday market! </div>
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I also found a nice whiskey distellary dowtown where I had the odd experience of listening to an American playing bluegrass on a mandolin and singing about John Brown. Apparently it is a small world afterall.</div>
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I also saw spiders and devils, and no it's not Halloween. But seriously, how cute is this little tassie devil?<br />
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A quick journey outside the city to Mt. Field National Park taught me a couple things. 1) forecasts for the bottom of a mountain do not include the temperature drop and possibility of entering a cloud when you hike to the top of the mountain. 2) There is not a field on top of this mountain</div>
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and 3) Tasmania has some HUGE trees. Here's one of me hugging a tree... and the view from the hug. These are Swamp gums (Eucalyptus regnans) and they are apparently the largest flowering tree in the world. They're debated (at least by Tasmanians) to be taller than redwoods... well, sometimes. They lose their branches quite frequently and so vary a bit in height. But this guy was about 79m tall.</div>
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Other than big trees, devils, and awesome, Tasmania's new claim to fame is a winery/art museum/brewery owned by an eccentric billionaire who made his fortune gambling. Consistent with the previously discussed Australian naming scheme, the Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), holds in its 3 stories of underground bunker a collection of art that would make you feel awkward standing next to... well just about anybody. The owner apparently defines art as anything that makes you question your own mortality, cry a little on the inside, or just feel generally uncomfortable. Here are some very PG examples:</div>
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On the left is a pooping machine. Yes, you put food in on one end and after many hours of digestion in different containers with different enzymes, poop comes out the other end! Magic. Smelly, smelly, magic. Or a statement about society... or something. Anyways, on the right is a fat porsche. Another statement about society? I guess so. By the end of my journey through this museum, I felt like I'd been walking through one of those haunted houses where people jump out at you. My brain was pulling the same sort of ultra-aware defense mechanism, where it's constantly trying to figure out what is going to f*** with it next. Regardless of the crazy billionaire and his art, I still loved Tasmania and would love to explore the rest of it one day.</div>
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Two weeks ago, we headed up to the "Australian Alps". True to the naming scheme I've noticed in the bird guide (e.g. Australian oystercatcher, Australian magpie, Australian white ibis, etc.), it means it's just like the other version, except Australian. Well... sort of. OK, they're a little shorter, and have a little less permanent snow on top, but still! They're mountains, and in Australia... so that's something!<br />
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I'm just kidding. In all honesty, the "bogong high plains" were absolutely breathtaking, as you can see by my enthusiastic use of panoramic shots framing this post. We were up there helping out with a long term global nutrient study. Not a shabby place for a field site...<br />
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We spent the afternoon making notes about measurements of willow growth, and then stretched out hundreds of meters of neon string to mark the grids we would 'treat' with various cocktails of nutrients. The next day, we spent a chilly and foggy morning sprinkling little whitish pellets evenly over about 500 sq meters of earth. I felt like a tiny elf decorating a giant birthday cake. But as we finished up, the cloud were blown away, and we were treated to a beautiful sunny afternoon. Saw a kestrel seemingly floating on the wind, and watched some pelicans (Australian, mind you) hanging out on the reservoir.<br />
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The most beautiful part about the high plains is simply the peacefulness of it all. No large animals venture up into that habitat (and few people outside of ski season). The deer and roos stay further down the mountain in the lusher vegetation of the gullies. The only things flitting about were a few robins and lots of ravens and magpies. Just quiet and space.<br />
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1) --> Gwen in waist deep snow! OK, well, next to waist deep snow.<br />
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2) <-- Daffodils! Strange... we couldn't decide if a few bulbs had rolled out the back of some truck driving past, or if these were the potentially invasive kind that actually seed out. Might have to wait til next spring to find out :/<br />
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<i>schoolie</i>: a recent secondary school graduate, one who is celebrating their freedom (in the US, the equivalent would be 'beach weekers')<br />
<i>toolie</i>: some one who is no longer in school, but feels the need to hang out with recent graduates to steal their fun (a.k.a. creepy douche-bag)<br />
For examples see: <a href="http://www.geelongadvertiser.com.au/article/2012/11/26/355231_news.html">this </a>news article or <a href="http://www.news.com.au/national/well-thats-why-they-call-them-toolies/story-fncynjr2-1226521591826">this one</a>, or google it for yourself<br />
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Sunday, headed to St. Kilda, an urban beach just south of Melbourne CBD. It was a very shallow sandy beach with clear water, like many more tropical waters. Relatively clean, considering it's location, but we did notice quite a few invasive starfish in the sand and sea grass beds (hmm.. I may have to do a retrospective blog post to explain my knowledge of these guys). Regardless, we headed down the long pier and around to a rocky breakwater guarding the Yacht Club's anchorage for the big show of the night...<br />
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... PENGUINS! Yep, that's right, humans built a big pile of rocks to protect their expensive boats, and little penguins (that's their actual technical name) decided it looked like a great place to hang out and make their home. Now after making it into a non-natural nature preserve, building a viewing platform, and organizing volunteers to patrol the hoards of idiots trying to climb the rocks and pet penguins, folks can gather every evening at dusk to watch these guys come back from a day out catching fish. Let me tell you, 15" flightless birds are not the most elegant climbing boulders back to their nest, but boy are they cute flapping and stumbling about. Then they stand around scratching themselves and chatting to their neighbors while hundreds of tourists snap (flash-prohibited, and thus very blurry) photos. And they sound like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37NYAwSTZvU&feature=related">retarded frogs</a>.<br />
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Being on the other side of the world does mean that I didn't have to put up with all the s*** that comes with being from a swing state (my apologies to whoever lives in 116 indigo terrace in Williamsburg, aka my last registered address as an independent in VA); however, it does not mean that the election doesn't reach me.<br />
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While diligently procrastinating, and meandering around the vast expanses of facebook, I happened upon an old friend from the College of Bill & Gary. Not only was he living in Melbourne, working on a law degree at the Uni, but also in charge of the local chapter of Democrats Abroad (didn't know that was a thing until today). Not only all of this, but ALSO, his club was hosting a meet-up to watch the election at a pub!<br />
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<i>Note of explanation</i>: This is a male brush turkey. He made that giant pile of litter. He'll guard this pile and move it about as he sees fit. A female turkey may wander by and go "Oh, wow, what a sexy pile of mulch!" Then she'll lay an egg in it, and peace out. No need for incubation. As many of you probably know (especially those that lived through the <a href="http://www.knoxnews.com/news/2012/apr/16/mulch-fire-pours-smoke-into-downtown-knoxville/">great mulch fire of 2012</a>), compost piles can get quite warm in the center. The male will continue collecting eggs in this way and be a general asshole to anything that gets near his pile. Then one day a tiny turkey will pop out. Maybe they'll make eye contact. Maybe he will pass a knowing fatherly glance. In all likelihood, he won't even notice and the little fuzzy turkey will wander out on his own into great big world of stuff to scratch.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03069157988022711520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909936009782305105.post-72256183927151345192012-10-15T21:22:00.000-07:002012-10-15T21:22:15.012-07:00Urban Birds<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03069157988022711520noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909936009782305105.post-71635741801969761422012-09-30T16:25:00.003-07:002012-09-30T16:39:05.526-07:00Koala Hugs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
It's the Queens Birthday! Happy Birthday! OK... not really. Her birthday's in April. But each 'please-let-me-still-be-associated-with-Britain' country that celebrates this holiday just kind of picks it's own day to do it (usually in early Summer). Queensland, being the exceptional rebel state, decided just this year to skip the traditional May/June celebration date, ignore what the rest of Australia does, and just stick it on October 1st. QLD apparently moved Labor day from March to May this year too, just to confuse it's citizens. Meanwhile, half-way across the pacific, the new gov't, a.k.a. military regime, of Fiji has decided to get rid of Queen's B-day altogether. Good on you, Fiji. But poor poor queen. She doesn't get any attention anymore.</div>
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The holiday weather is unfortunately quite wet, but Saturday Gwen and I headed to a Koala Sanctuary (Lone Pine) in Brisbane this weekend for a little personal time with some Australian fauna. As you can see below, koalas and kangaroos are scary and vicious... trying bite and claw...</div>
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'<i>Well done</i>' & '<i>Good on you</i>': a phrase of congratulations or approval. Similar to the western meanings, but can be applied to situations ranging from actual congratulatory situations, to double-fisting red and white wine, to correctly paying the entrance fee to a park.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03069157988022711520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909936009782305105.post-59687948225541583742012-09-26T18:41:00.000-07:002012-09-26T18:41:07.663-07:00WTF Australia?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
So, walking around Australia is something like walking through a US pet store. There are parakeets, cockatoos, zebra finches, iguanas, sugar gliders.... it's kind of silly that half the things we buy as pets come from this one continent. </div>
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Yes, the one is dead, but it's the first marsupial I saw! I've started a short bird list and might start posting it here as I go along. I also saw my first fruit bat flying around last night! </div>
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I'm pretty satisfied with all the new flora and fauna to be seen, but as the following story shows, there are down sides to being on the other side of the world!</div>
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My infatuation with all things new and different became tenuous when I realized I hadn't bought any tortilla chips at the grocery store during my first run for staple items. As many of you may know... tortilla chips <i>are </i>a staple for me. I never add them to a shopping list, because when I see them in a store, I automatically restock my cache. You can see how this may have worried me... tortilla chips must not have come into my line of vision while wandering the grocery store! I tried to calm my fear of the worst, but a nagging voice kept whispering... 'maybe there <i>were </i>no tortilla chips'. </div>
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Next trip to the grocery store, I had my priorities set. I first come across the Mexican food section. Filed under 'Asian foods' this section was one shelf of taco kits, a single type of corn tortillas, and a small variety of 'taco sauces' and 'guacamole spices', all which look to have been marketed by Taco Bell. There are 2 pint sized (literally) bags of white corn Mission tortilla chips. A small sigh of relief. But I am confused by their very small size, and more confused that the red label Mission chips next to them are not just the familar triangle shape that the red label usually indicates, but an "extreme cheese" version. WTF?</div>
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I again try to convince myself that there must be a whole mass of normally sized and flavored tortilla chips in the regular chip aisle of the store. My shaky confidence quickly dissolved into terror, and shamefully enough almost tears when I found the "Corn chip section":</div>
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It is filled with DORITOS!!! Those are NOT tortilla chips. I am devastated. I ended up buying the 2 bags of Mission chips (I did the math, and they are 2/5 the size of a normal bag in the US), as well as 2 other equally tiny bags of a "Deli-style corn chip with sea salt" which have poppy seeds in them and do not taste like tortilla chips (seriously, WTF Australia). So in the end I have spent $8 AU ($8.50 US) on what amounts to be ~ 1.5 bags of sub-par tortilla chips.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03069157988022711520noreply@blogger.com2 The University of Queensland QLD 4072, Australia-27.4969992 153.0104327-27.511084200000003 152.99069169999999 -27.4829142 153.0301737tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909936009782305105.post-26714070330663400852012-09-24T20:52:00.001-07:002012-09-24T20:52:54.208-07:00Helllllooooo Brisvegas... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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(Brisvegas: actually a slang term for Brisbane, QLD; at least from people in Melbourne)<br />
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After two days of trying to not fall asleep in Melbourne, I flew up to Brisbane, where I will be spending the next five weeks at the University of Queensland, St. Lucia. I'll be trying to meet (and get feed back from) a variety of researchers up here. There are so many acronyms associated with this one academic department, I feel like I'm in the US gov't!<br />
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EDG - Environmental Decisions Group<br />
CSIRO - Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial Research Organisation<br />
NERP - National Environmental Research Program<br />
ARC - Autralian Research Council<br />
CEED - Centre of Excellence for Environmental Decision Making<br />
GCI - Global Change Institute<br />
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I've gotten a chance to meet with Hugh Possingham yesterday (For those of you <i>not</i> in my field reading this, he's <i>kind of a big deal</i> in conservation biology, particularly systematic conservation planning and decision science). I'm hoping to go out birding with him at some point in the coming weeks. He's does monthly surveys in some locations around here, and has already told me the best place to find a bowerbird within driving distance of Brisie (another slang name for Brisbane)! <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPbWJPsBPdA">Heck yes!</a><br />
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I also gave a talk at the departmental morning tea today. There are lots of marine/reef people studying here, so hopefully a few of them know who I am now, and I'll be able to get some feed back on the MPA project I'm doing here.<br />
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On a side note, we should have tea and scones in TN once a week! I suppose our equivalent in 2 dollar tuesdays at Sunspot, but tea and scones is so much less committal and more inclusive.<br />
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Australian vocab:<br />
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"<i>room to swing a cat</i>": refers to amount of space in a particular location/venue. (ex: "Wow there's a lot of people in this pictionary game. There's not enough<i> room to swing a cat</i> in here"). Apparently has actually been tried by at least one native Victorian, resulting in devastating outcomes for the cat.<br />
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<i>capsicum:</i> pepper<br />
<i>muesli:</i> granola, or pretty much<br />
<i>flat white</i>: espresso with a ton of milk in it, but not a latte, cause that's also on the menu<br />
<i>brekkie/brekky</i>: breakfast<br />
<i>paw paw</i>: papaya... that one confused me<br />
<i>mangosteen</i>: mangosteen (yea, ok, it's the same, but it's still the first time I've eaten one!)<br />
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Well, I'm am starting on a 3 month visit to Australia (primarily University of Queensland, Brisbane, and University of Melbourne) funded by the Australian Research Council's Centre of Excellence for Environmental Decisions (<a href="http://www.ceed.edu.au/">CEED</a>). I'll be working with <a href="http://www.botany.unimelb.edu.au/aeda/Bode.html">Michael Bode</a> to look at how the size and spacing of marine protected areas on the Great Barrier Reef impact a model fish population. I hope to also spend my time developing other research interests and questions to start outlining a dissertation proposal. I plan to share my research progress and ideas here when applicable, as well as share the occasional random anecdote or lesson learned.</div>
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So, after crossing the international date line & the equator, eating 4 Korean airplane microwaved meals, watching 6 in-flight films and sleeping approximately 4 cumulative hours, I was welcomed to Australia this morning by this gorgeous sunrise over Melbourne city center.</div>
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Thus far, I've managed to find the University of Melbourne campus, drink about 4 cups of coffee and meet a handful of students, post-docs, and faculty - all whose names I'm promptly forgotten due to lack of sleep - at the ecology 'morning tea'. I hope to do better tomorrow.</div>
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<i>vego</i>: vegetarian ("Gwen is a vego, so we'll add chicken separately")</div>
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<i>greenie/brownie</i>: pro-environmental people, and pro-industrial or pro-agriculture people respectively (possibly of Tasmanian origin)</div>
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