Wednesday 30 April 2008

30th April 2008

Hey there, how's it going, what you been up to? For the first time in ages, I'm writing in real time, by which I'm writing about now. Now consists of waiting in a brisbane departure lounge for my flight to Singapore, which has been delayed for an hour. After this information became available I panic bought 2 books, The Road by Cormac McCarthy, because a 360 magazine recommended it, in relation to the general feel of Fallout 3, AND, Deep Simplicity by John Gribbin, as I wanted to help my brain stay alive. Apparently via Chaos, Complexity and the Emergence of Life.

Today has been filled with the normal mind numbing early morning checkouts, airport shuttles, check ins, lift offs, landings, waiting 30 DAMN MINUTES for a train to leave the station for a 3 minute journey, rushing, checking in, eating and now waiting. I also just accidentally drew on my leg.

I began trying to reflect on my time in Oz, but discovered I have run out of brain effort. Luckily my flight has begun to board, though I'll wait for the hub bub to die down.

Tuesday 29 April 2008

29th April 2008

Explored a bit with Joff, found a cheap 2nd hand bookshop, where I got 'the ring' for a dollar and we chilled around the fake lagoon by the water front, as the beaches at Cairns are mud and probably croc infested. Got some food from an Irish pub, where Joff went to the loo and an aborigine tried to get money out of me. Joff went off and I got my culture on in the Cairns art gallery, pretty interesting but a bit small. I wandered around, checking out lots of shops and stuff before heading back, going to the supermarket with Joff, making dinner and then relaxing in the evening as I fly out early tomorrow!

Monday 28 April 2008

28th April 2008

Joff left early and failed to die after falling out of a plane so we rejoiced, ate breakfast, chilled, then caught minivan to greyhound station. Randomly, Daniella and Barry were there so we were like "hey". Barry did sky dive yesterday as well, which explained why we was looking a bit rough... as he'd been drinking ever since. We leaped on to our greyhound bus, and took the 2 hour ride to Cairns where we got dumped off somewhere random and everyone thought we were crazy that we expected there to be a mini-van from our hostel, even though every other hostel had one... Turned out Gilligans was only round the corner so we went there, checked in, and WOW, it's like a hotel but 4 bed-dorm style, really nice. Met a guy called Nick who went for dinner with, though he was a bit odd, but quite chipper for the list of horrendous things that have happened to him. He was in hospital for 2 weeks in sydney because all he ate was KFC and McDonalds... his fault really, he got mugged at knife point in Brisbane, and escaped by leaping into the river?! Something else horrendous happened as well, can't remember what though, he was a bit of a young naive lad, and when we found out he'd come from boarding school we thought that may account for it. He went back to the room and Joff, et I went for 1 drink in the hostel bar, which was HUGE, posh and quite empty, but then there was a free drinks hour and it descended into anarchy and we ended up in a very popular and packed bar/club that I can't quite remember the name of, wool shed? Something like that, was a bit jank in there and I was tired so headed back.

Sunday 27 April 2008

27th April 2008

Got out lateish and took free mini van to Mission beach itself. We did the normal hacky sack then spent about an hour breaking open a coconut, fibris exterior and all, to drink milk and eat. Then back to town for lunch then grabbed van back after I broke the village cash machine.

Had pasta in evening, after joff had carried it across half of Australia. And relaxed, played scrabble and caught up with journal (though obviously not very well as I'm writing this 4 weeks after it happened). Joff also booked his suicide attempt for tomorrow.

Saturday 26 April 2008

26th April 2008

Took a long Greyhound to Mission Beach, got picked up, long way to Treehouse hostel. Mostly open and in the middle of a forest. Relaxed, board games everywhere, music etc. Bumped into london/indian girl from Eureka II. Joff and I were epic tired, collapsed on sofas and then slept with many insects.

Friday 25 April 2008

25th April 2008

Once more, up freakishly early and went for a sneaky early morning snorkel, where I had loads of fun playing with schools of fish. We then travelled back to the harbour, very very slowly (4mph?) as there was no wind and the sea was calmer than tarmac, but more soft. After saying bye to the peeps we met up with Daniella and Debora outside their hostel, went for pizza with them at our hostel (we paid I might add) and then fish&chips as I was STARVIN'. Re met up with D&D to relax by the lagoon (due to Airlee Beach's lack of actual beach) and got a new hack sack. Dangled feet in water, then got bored and went on a drinks run for peeps but got distracted by mega cheap 2nd hand bookshop and got Foundation by Asimov and Time MAchine by HG Wells (though turned out it was abridged so chucked it). Played some Hacky Sack then back to our hostel, where we had an awesome twin room. Had a shower for the first time in 4 days, which was nice even if I did share it with a tiny cute frog.

In the evening we met our boat gang for dinner at an awesome thai place that Max was in cahoots with and was quite drunk in. Had a nice thai prawn curry and chatted for a while before we decided to head out to meet D&D. The lads followed us to beaches, the 2 girls showed up already plastered on goon, we all drank to our health. Went on to another bar that was a bit jank, then I wasn't allowed in a club when I was clearly the least drunk person in a mile radius. Eventually got in, dancing occured, soon it was 4am and we were like "Argh, gotta get up early". May have got food, sounds like something I would do. I wonder what my entire lifetime calorie is? Probably about 7.

Thursday 24 April 2008

24th April 2008

Got up early (7) and had a nice breakfast before leaping into the icy depths to snorkel. Me and Joff swam all over the shop, saw some cool coreal and fish. Sailed a bit more, though not much wind to push us along. Went to whitehaven beach, and did 20/30 min hike barefoot through a forest to viewpoint above the beaches, very awesome, perfectly white beaches and all that. Charged back down to the actual beach, played hacky sack with Joff and Steve, then paddled before heading back to boat (and forgetting hacky sack...). Nice lunch made by Sam.

Went to another spot, HUGE wrasse by boat, Joff stroked it. Also saw the paw/foot/flipper of a huge turtle before it swam off at high speed. In the evening we rafted up with the Broom Stick and Eureka II. After intial inspecting of boats, only Joff, Fritz and I really intermingled, even after the boastful predictions of the Dartford lads. Met a nice london family (proving once more that everyone comes from North London) and chatted to 2 italien girls and a spanish girl for ages. They were most impressed I'd noticed they were from Italy and not Spain. I wasn't. I over heard them saying it to someone else...

Somehow all our beer got finished and we suspect the captains stole it. Probably for the best, we called it a night and when we clambered back to our boat, we found everyone else asleep.

Wednesday 23 April 2008

23rd April 2008

Arrived in Airlee Beach at around 7am in the morning, possibly earlier, and I smelt quite horrendous. Got some food and drink in the bakery next to our sailing shop, and then skipped over to our hostel to be and used their net, and booked our room for after our sailing trip, though as it will be Anzac Day (and as usual we didn't know) when we get back, we could only get a twin, but it meant we could use two vouchers at the same time, and so using up our random free hostel vouchers. Randomly bumped in Amie and Rachelle who were off to catch the bus, and we were all like "whoa! hey!", which was cool sticks. Returned to the sailing shop, picked up our tickets, checked in our bags and then went on a hunt for some food. After waiting quietly in the thickets we pounced on a pizza each from a random pizzeria, and worried about the weather with the waitress. Wandered to the marine and got convinced into getting a crate by the guy there, sneaky sneaky. Realised with 5 minutes to go we were at the wrong marina, which was a bit of a blessing as we looked like alcoholics compared to the other people who were waiting there. To we ran to the correct arena, Joff carrying the crate, dumped it on the boat and then had to go back to land for our briefing.

Turns out most people to be on the boat with us are guys, 4 ladish guys from Dartford, Fritz: German colonel sanders, Paul: oldish photography dude from "up north", a weird german couple, 2 dutch girls (one, the captain Max's partner), and first mate/chef Sam. Very cosy boat called the silent night, Me, joff basically on the same bed, sort of, and one of the guys about 5 cm above my face on a weird jutting out matress bit. Joff and I helped pull up the sails with our manly manly muscles, ahem, and then our boat bust off at a crazy 45 degree angle, which was much fun. Travelled along at about 13 knots and got to a small bay by around dusk, and had a nice dinner of nachos followed by "chicken surprise". Had a few beers, played a few games and then went to bed moderatly early as we were shattered. Still wasn't sure about the lads.

Tuesday 22 April 2008

22nd April 2008

Bid farewell to Jamie and Lucie who had an early Oz Experience bus, and we recovered slowly in the lounge. Fi and Joff went to the beach while I continued to chill listening to some music and falling asleep with my journal on my face. Classic. They returned after not too long, and we spent most of the day mainly chilling, as you do, apart from when Fi and I got more baked goods from our baked goods merchant. Had dinner of pesto pasta before our overnight bus came. I suspect it was a good journey. Or a bad one. Either/or. At one point we were left in the middle of nowhere with only the stars to keep us company as we waited for our next Greyhound bus. Was pretty though so we swayed in unison with the cosmos as our world span wildly through the universe to its own cosy dance....

Sunday 20 April 2008

Sunday 20th April 2008

Most of the guys left at some crazy hour, and we checked out and stored our luggage so we could go down to the laundromat and dry/wash our clothes. Wandering along the waterfront, we bumped into Susanne and Barry, and grabbed a hearty breakfast with them, though Barry just had a beer, unsurprisingly. Susanne left to sort things out and Joff and I went back to the laundry room, suddenly remembering we had forgotten to pay for breakfast. A quick jog back sorted that, and revealed Barry was drinking more with another Irish guy that had appeared. The next 2 hours before our bus I spent drying my clothes 3 times, and getting more and more angry as they were still wet at the end of all the palava. Anyway, we bid farewell to Susanne (Barry was no where to be found) and got on our Greyhound towards 1770 with no hint of accommodation booked. Hardcore.

The trip was uneventful, in that I don't remember it in the slightest, except that we were extremely excited to be going to a town named numerically, with no inkling of what was there. On arrival we realised the slight error, when the only hostel with a bus to meet us said they were full up. So we wandered across the road to the only other hostel in town, and as we strolled in we saw Jamie, Lucie and Fi. We explained our predicament, and with bemused expression they explained they had booked us in, which was awfully nice and cool that we had to rely on some fresh school leavers to look after us. Anyway, the hostel was fantastic, with a cool attitude and easy going nature that didn't require dorms to be locked. We dumped our bags and went down to an outside beautifully kept court yard, outside the kitchen, where every night a really cool guy cooks a meal for everyone for just $5 each. We were a bit late but he let us have his own personal bread with the yummy beef stew he had concocted.

The rest of the night we chilled out at a table with a few cheeky beers, and a guy called Charlie joined us, who was cool, and we reminisced about fraser, possibly to the detriment of Charlie's evening as he had a crap time. In fact, he had the group we wanted to be with, and apparently after poor camping skills on the first night, resulting in Van sleeping, they all stayed in a $50 hostel the 2nd night! Anyway, we called it a night and went to bed as is the done thing, and we had excellent plans for tomorrow....

Saturday 19 April 2008

Saturday 19th April 2008

On awaking at 6.25 in a rather chipper mood, I discovered the tent had transformed into a sauna-esque explosion of heat, so I equally evaporated to the outside. As people began to wake up it was soon discovered that Lucie had slept entirely in a massive puddle in her tent and Barry had slept in a tent on his own with no sleeping bags due to Daniella somehow using 2. After lacking in effort we managed to pack everything up and Joff drove us off inland towards Central Station campsite. Progress was slow due to mad wack roads but we arrived successfully, cleaned ourselves and the dishes and headed back on towards Lake Mckenzie. And Whoa. Lake Mckenzie is an amazingly beautiful, 2 tone, perfectly clear and blue lake, with the finest white sand that you can use to wash yourself and even brush your teeth with, if you so desired. Apparently. We played in the lake for a while, then a dingo ate our football. And it began to rain. We grabbed a lunch of tuna and peanut butter sandwiches before it was my turn to get us back to the barge. Now we all thought we were late, so I rallied Taloola around the roads, mighty safely I add. Unfortunately, we arrived an hour and a half early, and the only time anything dangerous happened was at the very last hump before the tarmac road, and I was going about 5kph, and the right sand of the track just dropped away without warning. After much screaming and heart beating we realised we were upright and pulled into the petrol station, where Joff and I pumped the tires back up, we all got ice creams, a random tour bus driver gave us loads of free spare cookies and muffins, and we headed to the barge queue. On the barge we mostly passed out in really uncomfortable positions and I woke up with a non-functionary arm.

We then went through the motions of unpacking and returning Taloola to palace, checking into our rooms, awesomely most of us were in the same apartment. That evening we enjoyed all you can eat Dominos pizza, and I won the challenge by eating 12 slices, then there was no more left. No alcohol tonight though, just far too much Lift, an old school lemonade drink. We retired to our room, and Jamie, Joff and I chatted rubbish for a few hours while half asleep. Extremely funny though.

Friday 18 April 2008

Friday 18th April 2008

Woke before everyone, in a heat explosion floppy tent. I scrambled outside and surveyed the rising sun, recalling how I poured water throughout the van in the middle of the night trying to fill my bottle from our extremely heavy tank of potable water.

I took some photos of the morning sun glistening off of Taloola and our over exposed camp, and then folks gradually began to wake up. 2 rainbows appeared to the south, which we marvelled at, then pondered the incoming rain. In an hour or two we managed to eat a breakfast of brekkie bars and apples and packed the van up with all manner of camp equipment melded with sand. Twas my turn to drive awesomely down the beach, and as we were so efficient we left a bit early and still had to dodge the sea a bit. But soon we were free to drive manically along the beach within sensible guidelines. We stopped off first of all at Dunarabu camp site to wash all our cutlery, user their facilities and the such like. Viewing the amazing coloured sands and the beach wreck, surrounded by crazy dangerous jellyfish or something. Our final target for the day was Lake Wabby, where we would camp nearby. We had to trek 45 minutes along a random path through the forest until we emerged at an amazing site. A huge sand dune that plummets straight down in the lake's edge. Surrounding the lake on all other sides is rainforest and the water itself gets infinitely deep very quickly. The water and the air was very cold but we all kept in anyway. We group swam across it to a small bank the other side, where we were happy to find out Fi was a lifeguard. Although fresh, the lake wasn't as clear as we thought it might be. Once we swam back it started to pour down and we waited under a tree till it passed, a few photos up the dunes later and we walked back. I chatted to Jamie about Asia and travelling in general. As we approached Taloola the heavens opened and we made a mad dash for cover and waited like predatory pandas. Eventually we drove along slightly, to an amazingly perfect tent pitching area, shielded by a sand bank and expertly placed trees. With ease and practiced wit we constructed our tents far better than last night, Barry fashioned an awesome rain cover and the girls began cooking pasta. The end result was insanely yummy and we wolfed it down like hungry monkeys. A group of peeps arrived nearby really late on their first night and were panicking with the difficulty of their night time task, so the 4 of us lads bust on over there, and if you were there, you would have witnessed the greatest and fastest tent erection in history. So much so that all the girls swooned and the other guys became dejected with our manliness. Following this, a night long issue occurred involving the disappearance of our mallet, possibly due to Jamie's absent mindedness. No biggie or 2pac though.

The night once mroe descended into a goon and drink fest, initially via an over compelx game that involved drinking every 30 seconds. Though with no watch available, we were forced to count, somewhat innaccurately, ourselves. This in itself descended into random shouts of "Drink". Good fun. Later in the night I discovered Fi was from Honiton, and we had a lengthy discussion about every Exeter pub and club, as well as Ottery St Mary. The night also involved sporadic dives into tents to avoid the rain, which left sand everywhere. Fantastic night.

Thursday 17 April 2008

Thursday 17th April 2008

Woke up insane early, checked out, and threw our big bags in lockers. Watched a video detailing how not to die instantly and not to sleep in the road on Fraser Island. Also, avoidance of dingos, but to fight back aggressively should you have to.... Got in our groups (no choice) and ours seems really good. Signed all our lives away (me and joff only drivers), paid $1000 for bond, got sleeping bags, then met our 4x4 for the next few days, soon to be named Taloola. Joff expertly drove the old 4x4 to the garage and we utilised some excellent team work packing Taloola extremely snuggly (3 tents, gas, stove, sleeping bags, mats, eskis, cutlery, etc). Drove to woolies to get group food, which, thanks to Susanne, was highly organised and only cost $10 each for 3 days! This included a meat BBQ for the first night. We then bought vast quantities of goon (boxed cheap wine) and beer. In the end we were the last to leave the supermarket, but 2nd out of 4 to get to the dock, and bust out some hacky sack car park action. Before boarding our Barge of wonder, we lost Barry, our token irish guy. This was partially due to a toilet hunt and his commencement of alcohol consumption. Needless to say some Oz dude threatened him with a $27,000 fine later on in for the escapade of existing in close proximity to an open beer can.

Anyway, Joff reversed with great skill onto the barge. As the 2nd driver I had the front seat, which was cool as the other 7 were crammed in the back with all our bags, where as I could stretch out comfortably. On the barge I bought a Diet Coke off a guy who seemed convinced I was to blame for every stupid car accident on Fraser Island. Apparently 3 4x4s roll a month, to much calamity. On arrival, Joff and I let down the tires in preparation for some serious off roading, and nearly got lost trying to obtain our camping and vehicle permits, though my nav skills saved all mankind. What followed was a grueling x miles of driving for Joff, through the middle of the island an crazy uneven tracks through forest. Eventually, we bust out to the eastern beach and on up the beach towards the champagne pools, and Indian point. We reached Indian Point quite late, just about at the time when we weren't meant to drive on the beach after due to the tide. It was pouring at this point and we took a short inland track to the champagne pools under my driving skillery. The weather cleared so we walked down the cliff to the disappointing champagne pools, where you can normally swim in really hot water. But there was no sun and tide was far too high. Still, having a great time even though we realised we were stranded far from our suggested camping area.

After a discussion with a bus driver, it turned out the beach was fine as long as we (read I) were careful and stopped if waves were close. So I busted along the beach for a while, dodging waves and rocks, one eye on the ever creeping sea. In the end, we just had to choose a bumpy area to build our home for the night, with no one else in sight. It was quite exposed to the crazy wind and sporadic rain but after much confusion we got all the tents up, though one had suspicious structural integrity. The meat got cooking and we all chilled, mainly hiding in Taloola, with beer and goon. Barry manned our temperamental gas stove for the first batch of sausages and burgers. Foolishing, I was left in charge of the next batch of sausages, which turned out surprisingly good, for half meat half sand sausages, and we kept them wrapped for tomorrow. Fiona was unfortunately ill for the entire evening :(.

The rest of the night involved moderate drinking and then crashing out before 12, much to Jamie's dismay. Barry, Jamie and I shared a tent which was awesome, except it was our "special" tent, so kept flapping against our faces and halfway through the night Barry woke up, had a panic attack, and trampled me trying to get out. Quite humourous.

Wednesday 16 April 2008

Wednesday 16th April 2008

  • Checked out and played hacky sack in the Botantical gardens
  • Went to virgin and got an Oz phone.
  • Greyhounded and arrived late in to Hervey Bay
  • Awesome bear fueled mini van journey from bus depot.
  • Nice hostel, rooms connect to cool lounge and kitchen. Nice group from an Oz uni (international students from Americas and Asia)
  • Wandered around a dead Hervey Bay, wanna do the 4x4 safari with the group.

Tuesday 15 April 2008

Tuesday 15th April 2008

  • Caught train, london journey.
  • Australia Zoo, woooo. Steve Irwin still alive, or so it seemed. Though sad memorial. Saw bindy in person randomly! Croc show, and the such like.
  • Went to hostel bar for 1, got offered a Wicked Travel coupon for a weeks rental of a van that some couple had won but didn't want. We didn't want either.
  • Had pizza, cooked ourselves in horrendous kitchen.
  • Chatted to two irish girls about OZ and stuff

Monday 14 April 2008

Monday 14th April 2008

  • Joff was rubbish and died in the morning
  • I felt fine so began the Lonely Planet walking tour of Brisbane, saw a cool cathedral, which I sat in for a bit though probably blasphemously listened to Brand New in there.
  • Walked down the boardwalk next to river, drank vast quantities of liquids.
  • Botanical gardens again.
  • South bank, went to library and utilised the free internet
  • Went to the Modern Art gallery then the Art Gallery, all pretty cool.
  • Met Joff, went to Qantas to try and sort out his flights, failed.
  • Found a cheap food court that was giving away lunch time food on the cheap.
  • Hacky sacked in square surrounded by suits.
  • Hit up woolies (for lunch tomorrow).
  • Used the internets, possibly napped? (According to notes by doesn't sound like me), and read.

Sunday 13 April 2008

Sunday 13th April 2008

  • Early up
  • Greyhound to Brisbane, not as great as last bus.
  • Free bus to Bunk.
  • Smallest room in the universe.
  • Wandered to a falafel bar/kiosk, then to central Brisbane
  • Got some coffee and chilled across the river on the South Bank.
  • Decided to walk through Botanical Garden (ish)
  • Attacked by crazy possum.
  • Back to bunk.
  • Out for food, then rock bar, then other music bar, then everywhere else shut or v.expensive.
  • Gay club....

Saturday 12 April 2008

Saturday 12th April 2008

  • Went to beach (surprisingly)
  • Hacky sack (more surprisingly)
  • Rode waves, had lunch (of pizza again apparently)
  • Hacky sack
  • Rode waves, face smash against sea bottom, break neck, dizzy, rest on beach.
  • More hacky sack.
  • Dinner (a Risotto style affair from a restaurant unknown)
  • Chilled with cheap beers (that I had to get) and did laundry in evening (Joff bust some guitar)

21st April 2008

Woke up a some time in the morning and went down to the bakery on our ways to the beach, got some an amazing sausage roll and an overstuffed chicken pesto sandwich (for lunch). Set up camp on the beach, and went out to sea to ride some waves Byron style, except the waves at 1770 don't quite have the umph behind them, so was really hard to catch anyway, after a while we gave up and kicked around the hacky sack (Joff, Charlie and I), while the girlies and Jamie sunbathed. We chilled a bit and ate lunch, overflowing chicken pesto sandwich was lush as first suspected. Returned to Hostel and got picked up to go on our chopper tour! whoop whoop

This involved 30 or so of us having small versions of Harley Davidson motorbikes, 50ccm and we followed the leader all around 1770. We saw some wallabys and then he let us overtake each other and go faster, muchos fun, and only took a bit to get used to. We finally reached a cove in 1770 where we could see the sun set over the ocean even though we were on the east coast of Australia. Was epic, and we had wedges and pepsi max to increase the epic proportions we were existing in. Drove just about straight back, huge line of us with our lights on, very very cool. So cool I bought an t-shirt from them, which I'm sure you will see at some point (and I've sent it back home so I don't lose it like my bungee jump t-shirt *headdesk*).

Returned to hostel and hiked to a bottle shop through some random construction site. Poorly placed shop if you ask me, and we had to ring a door bell for someone to appear from no where on the OUTSIDE to let us in. Very odd. Jamie, Lucie and I got a box of the ole goon and Joff+Fi got some beer. We drank in the hostel before heading out to chill on the beach, and got chatting to two very odd and extremely drunk guys (one young, one old) on the beach. We decided we didn't really like them in the end.

So we killed them.

Friday 11 April 2008

11th April 2008

  • Checked in after getting a random lift to hostel
  • Explored
  • Weather was pretty bad.
  • Ate. Omelette. Falafel.
  • Beached with Hacky Sack
  • Went to Earth and Sea for pizza extravaganza dinner
  • Cheeky Monkey supposed awesome night out place in town. Wasn't.
  • Got neck and back massage, which basically involved being beaten up by a girl
  • Went to another rockier bar, was a bit pap.
  • Milled around, and then gave up and chilled on the beach.

Thursday 10 April 2008

10th April 2008

  • Went to the Olympic Park, listening to russell brand podcasts.
  • Hired bikes and cycled around in the awesome heat
  • Went back and had a nice pub dinner, and met up with crazy girl (Lindsey)
  • Chilled a bit and had some more food, then caught the late over night greyhound to Byron Bay!

Wednesday 9 April 2008

9th April 2008

  • Blue Mountains eco tour
  • Crazy Girl started chatting to us, we couldn't find any bars open so had vast quantities of sugar instead.
  • Stayed up til 3am. Whoops

Tuesday 8 April 2008

8th April 2008

  • Sorted out our greyhound ticket for the entire east coast
  • Went across to manly, did various walks, got lost, a bit
  • Got back for our night time Bridge climb, AWESOME!
  • Had an amazing Emu Pizza at the Australia Pub

Monday 7 April 2008

7th April 2008

  • Sorted out our Fraser Island and Whitsunday Trips via a lovely lady in Sta Travel
  • Walked on through to the Botanical Gardens and saw some crazy large bats and spiders
  • Got a cool Opera house tour
  • Got Food?

Sunday 6 April 2008

6th April 2008

  • Maritime Museum, lots of stuff, cool ships.
  • Had Italien across town, avoid gang in park
  • Went to the scubar, played some pool.
  • Was odd 90s football matches on the tele
  • Some apparently "world famous singer" was there.. hmm

Saturday 5 April 2008

5th April 2008

  • Died a small death
  • Had to change rooms due to hostel tom-foolery.
  • Had some rehydration things, and threw up instantly.
  • Slept some.
  • Went to The Rocks
  • Had a chicken steak sarnie
  • Went to the rocks market place
  • Checked out the Opera house from across the harbour.
  • Walked across the entire sydney harbour bridge.
  • Took the ferry back and saw the sunset, awesome.

Friday 4 April 2008

4th April 2008

  • Woke up at 4.30am
  • Our Flight was cancelled. So we got thrown on an earlier one.
  • Randomly fell onto a train to Central Station
  • Threw our bags into a locker at Central YHA
  • Went to Darling Harbour and got some touristic leaflets
  • Got coffee for our souls
  • Explore a bit then had Steak and Guiness pie in an Irish Pub
  • Pondered what we should do and decided on a few ideas
  • Checked into our hostel, extremely nice.
  • Went off to Kings Cross where all the travel agents are
  • Through Spanish Harlem.
  • Incident with "Wicked Travel" and Howie try to scam us
  • Researched, gave up, went to trust STA travel
  • Had a pot noodle for dinner
  • Went to the YHA bar, which was pretty bad, so went to the irish pub again and had a few while watcing a live band
  • Went to Darling harbour, wasn't allowed in lots of places because of jandals
  • Found a rock bar, cool music and beer
  • Went to subway, and chatted with some girls for a while before heading to bed

Thursday 3 April 2008

3rd April 2008

  • Drove entire Ocean Road
  • 12 apostles and London Bridge
  • Death traffic on motorway
  • Europcar try to scam us for petrol money
  • Checked into our new hostel (The Nunnery)
  • Met up with Joff
  • Met Sarah
  • Had a drink, then returned to hostel
  • Ate pasta, watched TV very sleeply
  • Slept

Wednesday 2 April 2008

Tuesday 1 April 2008