So long Lucie!

Lucie came back to the hostel for one more night before flying out this morning to return to le France. You remember Lucie... Lucie Lucie.... She was in a bunch of photos a while ago from Darling Harbour.... You know Lucie...

Pictured: Lucie

So as a little farewell we went to the Opera Bar for a few drinks and a chat about how crap France is, as well as how good Sydney is, plus I had some honey beer which was rather nice.

It was a bit rainy, but since when did that matter?

The view from the Opera Bar

So afterwards we headed back to the hostel for food and Solo, a good end to a good day. 

So until next time... oh wait! I forgot to mention day 3 of the gym. (Cue music)

Well day 3 was earlier on the same day and after a gruelling 30 minute session I was told it would be a good idea to keep my personal trainer to ensure I improved at what is quite a good rate. I will be honest, I am feeling much better and the 3rd workout seemed less painful than previous days so I must be improving, so to keep my personal trainer is surely a goo... EIGHTY FIVE DOLLARS FOR FORTY FIVE MINUTES?! Screamed my brain as Nathan stated the going rate for a PT at Fitness First. I think I could get a better deal at Kings Cross,

But the chance of contracting syphilis is significantly higher.

So I'll pass for now, although I will be (hopefully) taking on a second job next week as the limited hours at The Bank seem a bit pointless when the only reason I'm staying in Sydney is to work to fund my travels. But more on that later,
TTFN mes amis!