Auf Wiedersehen Skippy!

Today I did something amazingly amazing! Something so daring and brave that only one as strong as I could manage it. I ate a big chunk of kangaroo (with some salad on the side)! Sorry Skippy, but if you weren't supposed to be eaten then you wouldn't have evolved such delicious flesh!

"What's that Skip? Pan fried with crushed black pepper?"

So another milestone achieved this weekend, but it's not all sunshine and delicious marsupials as Saturday we had a farewell drink up for our two German roommates. The 311 rolled out in style, starting off at Broadway Lounge for karaoke (we put our names down to sing 'The Bad Touch' but the karaoke guy ran out of time before we could rock the mic). The German mädels joined us at the Lounge before we headed off to Side Bar, which was surprisingly quiet considering it was midnight on a Saturday and there were White/Black Russians on offer as well as Batman on the TV.

The Dude....

...Abides

Before the night was the day, in which I, Alex and Sara wondered around Finger Wharf (stop giggling at the back) in Wooloomooloo.

Pictured: Wool Loo Moo Loo

Saint Seagull

After a few cheeky beers we skipped back to the hostel, then after getting changed we (Alex, Sara, Matteo and I) went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner then we (Alex, Matteo and I) went to Broadway to drink more beer and continue the evening, which you can read about above (Well structured blog post? Check!).

Tomorrow and Tuesday I am working with a landscaper, basically as a labourer (not entirely sure what I'll be doing but $200 is $200) also tomorrow I have to call a guy about the removalist job which I should start on Wednesday (hopefully). You may well be thinking about the distinct lack of any mention of bar work, I was thinking the same thing as I was not called to be told when to come in like I was told I would be. So if/when they do call next weekend I shall explain that the lack of hours makes working there seem about as much of a good use of my time as me entering this year's Mr. Universe contest.

Constipation is the key to success.

Hope you readers are well, no doubt you are all rushing out to find some kangaroo meat, but be warned, you will never enjoy beef again! Peace out, hombres!

The Adventure Starts Here...

So here I go, off on the Awesome Australian Adventure that I technically started 2 weeks ago, but now I’m off without a safety net! Checked in to the Elephant Backpackers hostel in Wooloomooloo (pronounced Wool-o-muloo, or ‘Near-Kings-Cross’) today after dropping off Tim at the airport so he could fly back to ‘the Shire’ or ‘Mordor’ or wherever he is living in New Zealand. 

So after saying farewell to my auntie and uncle I walked into the building and got my room key (after the usual filling out of forms etc.) and proceeded to make my way up the stairs to the 3^rd floor which helped me lose 2 stone straight away! It was about 3PM so nobody else was in the room, I dumped my stuff in a locker and decided to wonder off and take some snaps  of things around the local area (see below, no, not there, I mean below the writing on this page. I know it's a lot of phallic symbols but there isn't much else to photograph in the immediate area) before buying something to cook (I said 'cook').

Came back, ate food, said hello to a few people and went back up to my room in which 2 girls were sitting packing their stuff. After saying hello I determined they were from the north of England and I got a few tips about Cairns (where I will eventually go), apparently the Global is the hostel I should try to get into when I get there. The two northern lasses are going elsewhere in the morning but I still have 3 roommates to meet.
I did notice earlier that there was a balcony outside our room, something that only 3 room have, however there is no handle on the door so I haven’t got a clue how to get out there. There is also a roof terrace which I am yet to go to and a cafe that sells bottles of Tooheys for $2.50.
I have my potential employment decided tomorrow, hopefully I’ll get it so I won’t worry too much about money and I may venture out tomorrow night to sample the local night life.
Oh, the internet isn’t actually free here so I may sneak into a Starbucks before I can update next.

So tomorrow I will be interviewed and either celebrating or commiserating, tune in next time for Ryan’s Awesome Australian Adventure...

See that? There must be so much cool stuff in there that there wasn't even enough room for an awesome T-Rex!

St. Mary's Cathedral.

I'm not sure of the name of this building, but it is a war memorial. I'll have to find out if there was a battle of Wooloomooloo, where Admiral Nelsooon (or was it Woolingtooon) made his name.

Pfft... Cleopatra's Needle is bigger than that, and she's a woman!

The architect had 'issues'

...and a statue of Captain Cook. No nob jokes here folks!

That cathedral keeps getting in every photo! How annoying!

At this adjusted angle the cathedral is much bigger than that Westfield tower. Which will no doubt boost the cathedral's confidence.

And here is my home for the next... however long. (See the balcony at the top left of the building? My room is the un-openable door attached to that)