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!
Round 2 at the gym was Monday afternoon. It knocked me out so much I did nothing for the rest of the day, but to aid my recovery I listened to some inspirational tunage...
Tuesday proved to be a much more interesting day. After getting food for the next week (including some cheap steaks) I trotted back to the hostel to be greeted by Matteo and Alex who were waiting for Sara to go to the Botanic Gardens for a bit. I joined them and I was glad I did as after wandering around the Opera House and grabbing a cheeky beer we bumped into some cockatoos...
Flying foxes will kill you and your horse!
Fortunately, beer makes you immune to the Hendra virus
Sara took this one...
Alex took this one...
And this bugger took a chunk out of my apple!
The birds love the three amigos! (Although I don't fancy Matteo's much)
The annoying thing was I only intended to share a small piece of my apple with the birds and eat the rest myself as I was quite hungry! Unfortunately the bugger on my arm decided to chomp away at it and leave nothing for anybody else, the thieving git!
So after a bit more photo taking we headed back, Matteo went to meet a certain lady friend and me and Alex had steak before meeting Zoe (the German) and Jenna (the American) at Tokio Hotel in Darling Harbour to have a few beers and hear some live music. The music wasn't up to much but we still had a right laugh. We were later joined by our new German room mates which was nice. A few 'that's what she saids' and jokes about my 'dancing' later and we were on our way home and back in the hostel.
Tomorrow is round 3 in the gym so I'd better rest up before rising up, back on the street...
So yesterday I met a certain German lass for a drink and a walk around Circular Quay, but that was in the evening, during the day I cut my beard off, had an Irish girl cut most of my hair off and joined a gym.
I'll just let that part sink in. Yes, I really did shave off my beard again.
Pictured: My face
And yes I did join Fitness First, how hard can it be? I've seen Rocky, all I need is some inspirational montage music and I'll be looking good in no time....
Here's some inspirational training montage music, thanks for the suggestion Alex!
Circular Quay is spookily quiet on a Monday night, no tourists or anybody which meant we had a good chance to see the harbour in all its illuminated glory without having lots of Asians spending half an hour taking pictures of themselves in as many varying combinations as possible.
'Great, now we'll take one with just the water bottle...'
It was a very nice night and yes Wiebke (like the German version of 'Vicky', because I know you just said 'WHAT?') does want to meet again, which is either nice or bad depending on if you are jealous or not...
Here is a picture of a girl (possibly German) playing volleyball, for no reason what-so-ever
Today I filled out an Aussie census and continued my self improvement by handing out 12 resumes to various pubs and clubs around Sydney in an effort to get a job, including Tokio Hotel (the one with the band a couple of weeks ago), Scary Canary (the one with the buckets) and The Metro Theatre (the one that will have a Led Zep tribute band playing soon (fingers crossed I get that job!))
I will do a similar pose if I get that last one!
Now, I know some people are going to start burning down furniture stores in jealousy because of this but, a few hours after dropping off a resume to a place called 'Bank' in Kings Cross I got a call from the owner who wanted me to do a trial this Friday night, I asked if I could call him back tomorrow as I have given my resume to quite a few places (did I mention the Hard Rock Cafe?) and I am waiting to hear back from them, he said OK. So I have already been offered a trial in a matter of hours. Although I am a bit worried about it as it would be unpaid and if they say no it will still be unpaid, but at least it's a HIV positive start.
Because my blog needs more South Park references.
Oh, as for the riots back home um... I still don't quite get what that's all about. Some guy in Tottenham got shot so Birmingham started rioting and Croydon is burning down? Maybe I'm just being cynical but I'm definitely in no hurry to head back to Blighty, by the time I get back all the good stuff will be looted.
Thanks again Google images!
So until next time, it's good bye from me...
and it's goodbye from him!
PS. If somebody loots me a really good camera I'll take more pictures!
