Crazy Surfers, Me and Cindy, Andrew and Lindsay, Me at Taronga, Steve Irwin kids ride at the mallI’m becoming better adjusted to ressie life here now. The “returners” are back (aka the upper-year students who live in ressies) so I don’t feel so old anymore and they have balanced out the maturity level a little. However, the building is disgustingly filthy right now after all the partying that went on this weekend. I thankfully was not here. I went to Sydney for the weekend. The surf weekend was not actually this weekend; we just had so sign up for it on Thursday. I guess I was a little unclear in my last post. The surf weekend is April 4th or sometime around then.
A while ago Cindy had mentioned to me that we should go to Sydney for the weekend but we hadn’t really decided on going. Then, on Thursday at about 11am Cindy called my room and said “Hey do you want to come to Sydney? We’re leaving at noon.” Lindsay had arranged a free ride to the city with a girl who had come to drop of a friend and was heading back with an empty SUV. After about 2 mins deliberation I said I’d go and about an hour later we were on the road. It was the best last-minute decision I’ve ever made. We decided on the way to find a hostel in Manly and hit the beach as soon as we could. On the way we passed the dried up lake and our impromptu tour guide told us that there has been drought in the area for 12 years and Lake George hadn’t been full for 10 years. This lake is probably the size of Waskesui… it’s pretty amazing. We got to Manly at about 4pm and found a hostel right on the Corso (the street between the ocean and the harbour —Manly is on a peninsula) and about a 1 minute walk from the beach. It was fabulous! That night we went into a little pub called the Boatshed where there was a live band playing classic rock and the crowd was a little older but it was so much fun. We danced to Brian Adams and Carley Simon, and the bartender was even from Halifax! The next day we lied on the beach and did a little shopping then took the ferry into Sydney. Andrew (from Toronto) had emailed his buddy Nick who lives in Sydney to hopefully score some free accommodation for a night but he hadn’t replied yet. So, we walked toward Sydney Central youth hostel in hopes of finding a room. Cindy pointed out an internet café so Andrew checked one last time if Nick had replied and he had. We were so excited. He instantly invited us to stay over and asked us to come to the club he bartends at on Darling Harbour. His apartment was amazing. He lives on the top floor of a 10 story building with a pool on the roof and a view of the high-rises downtown. And the bar he works at is called Cargo Bar which is right on the harbour and he told us that after the English cricket team beat Australia for the first time in like 50 years they went to Cargo to celebrate. It was pretty fabulous.
On Saturday we went to Taronga zoo which is the touristy zoo on the harbour. It wasn’t nearly as good as Featherdale but I got to see a Tasmanian devil (when we went to Featherdale they were hiding), some tigers and a bunch of Asian animals I’d never seen before. After the zoo, Cindy and I went to catch the bus to Canberra and left Lindsay and Andrew to stay another day or 2. On the way to the bus stop we were accosted in the street by a guy asking us what hair salon we go to. We said we don’t (which should have been very obvious because we looked like crap after a sweaty, wet, windy day) and he offered us a $100 hair consultation, hair cut, colour, and blow-dry worth $500 at a 5 star salon owned by Nichole Kidman’s hair stylist. We signed up after going up to the salon and making sure this guy was for real. I’m so excited. We’re gonna make our appointment for mid-March.
A while ago Cindy had mentioned to me that we should go to Sydney for the weekend but we hadn’t really decided on going. Then, on Thursday at about 11am Cindy called my room and said “Hey do you want to come to Sydney? We’re leaving at noon.” Lindsay had arranged a free ride to the city with a girl who had come to drop of a friend and was heading back with an empty SUV. After about 2 mins deliberation I said I’d go and about an hour later we were on the road. It was the best last-minute decision I’ve ever made. We decided on the way to find a hostel in Manly and hit the beach as soon as we could. On the way we passed the dried up lake and our impromptu tour guide told us that there has been drought in the area for 12 years and Lake George hadn’t been full for 10 years. This lake is probably the size of Waskesui… it’s pretty amazing. We got to Manly at about 4pm and found a hostel right on the Corso (the street between the ocean and the harbour —Manly is on a peninsula) and about a 1 minute walk from the beach. It was fabulous! That night we went into a little pub called the Boatshed where there was a live band playing classic rock and the crowd was a little older but it was so much fun. We danced to Brian Adams and Carley Simon, and the bartender was even from Halifax! The next day we lied on the beach and did a little shopping then took the ferry into Sydney. Andrew (from Toronto) had emailed his buddy Nick who lives in Sydney to hopefully score some free accommodation for a night but he hadn’t replied yet. So, we walked toward Sydney Central youth hostel in hopes of finding a room. Cindy pointed out an internet café so Andrew checked one last time if Nick had replied and he had. We were so excited. He instantly invited us to stay over and asked us to come to the club he bartends at on Darling Harbour. His apartment was amazing. He lives on the top floor of a 10 story building with a pool on the roof and a view of the high-rises downtown. And the bar he works at is called Cargo Bar which is right on the harbour and he told us that after the English cricket team beat Australia for the first time in like 50 years they went to Cargo to celebrate. It was pretty fabulous.
On Saturday we went to Taronga zoo which is the touristy zoo on the harbour. It wasn’t nearly as good as Featherdale but I got to see a Tasmanian devil (when we went to Featherdale they were hiding), some tigers and a bunch of Asian animals I’d never seen before. After the zoo, Cindy and I went to catch the bus to Canberra and left Lindsay and Andrew to stay another day or 2. On the way to the bus stop we were accosted in the street by a guy asking us what hair salon we go to. We said we don’t (which should have been very obvious because we looked like crap after a sweaty, wet, windy day) and he offered us a $100 hair consultation, hair cut, colour, and blow-dry worth $500 at a 5 star salon owned by Nichole Kidman’s hair stylist. We signed up after going up to the salon and making sure this guy was for real. I’m so excited. We’re gonna make our appointment for mid-March.
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hey
no more pics...??? at least once in a while... lol
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