Kangaroos don't run wild through the city

Trip Start Oct 28, 2004
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Trip End Aug 08, 2005


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Monday, June 20, 2005

In our first few days of being reinstituted back into the backpacker lifestyle we have succesfully take on the role of tourist, complete with cameras and confused looks on train platforms.

Our first order of business when arriving in Sydney was to get in touch with Dion, a fellow ex-beer pourer from the Buffalo Club. Dion, having lived here before, had in the short three weeks he has been here set himself up with a job in a hotel where he was able to get us a nice discount. We're staying in Enmore, a suburb of Sydney (about a 20 minute train ride to the opera house), which is a very musically inclined and mostly gay area. Our hotel...which is more like a hostel...or actually more like an old victorian house owned by a middle aged man who is just so nice that he lets everyone live there cheaply. So yes, it seems to be a bit of a run down sorority/frat house. We're staying on bunkbeds in a girl's room that seems very well lived in. So well lived in that Molly asked, "don't you think it's strange that she has pictures of half naked women all over the wall?" I simply reminded naive, precious Molly of the demographic of the town we are staying in. It does feel a bit like we're intruding but we haven't seen our roommate in the three nights we've been here so I suppose it's okay.

We couldn't have asked for more perfect weather. We left negative five degrees (celcius) and now are walking around the city under a cloudless and sunny sky wearing jeans and t-shirts. Not to mention flip flops.

Our first day was spent walking around the city with Dion as a tour guide seeing the Opera House, Sydney Bridge and Darling Harbor. The city is beautiful and easy to navigate and we couldn't be happier. Today we went to Bondi Beach and took a hike along the rocks to another beach in hopes to see the humpback whales migrating. No such luck but it was still great being on a beach. Dion lives next door to the hotel we're staying in and he's been cooking for us every night. With such hospitality we may just skip the rest of our trip and stay here. He's got a few other activities planned for us so we couldn't be more excited. This beats making decisions with the magic eight ball like Nick McGinty once told us to do.

We've met an array of interesting people in our few days here. We should have known that standing with Penn and Tiller, the American comic duo, in the customs line on the way here would just be the precursor to those we would meet. Molly's life has been threatened by some woman for taking too long in the phone booth, one of Sadaam Hussien's doubles now owns a a traditional turkish resturant on the corner called Table Delights (of course it's him because now with Sadaam's capture all those look alikes are out of jobs), the owner of the hottest pizza place in town told us to be careful because our drinks could be spiked here, and last but not least, Sam the Thai Man gave us a twenty minute guided tour around the map of Thailand, his homeland. After our lunch, Sam stood on a chair and pointed his way around a map that looked more like a map of Disney World than that of a country located in South East Asia. We smile and nodded and then decided the only words we understood were Bangkok and elephant.

And in case you were all wondering, we haven't seen a kangaroo yet.
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