Hey everybody! Just a warning: Pack a lunch, take a nap - and then proceed to reading because you're in for the long haul.
My trip to California for 6 days was great, I hiked, biked, relaxed, watched plenty of movies, didn't get much sleep and loved every moment of it. My flight from Sac to San Fran was cancelled due to weather so I was bused instead and the missed my plane by about 2 minutes because I helped a confused little old lady get her boarding pass to New Mexico. My first thought "Oh no...", my second thought "I'm stuck in San Fran... awesome!". I got a hotel room and got the best night sleep I had in such a long time and then Joel came up the next morning to show me around. Spending the whole day in San Fran, seeing the Bridge, beaches, etc.
I got to Australia one day late but really no time lost. I showed up in Sydney on Wednesday at about 8 in the morning. My friend was supposed to meet me the day prior and I didn't know if she knew I was late or not. I had tried to get ahold of her via e-mail but I was not sure if she had checked it or not! I had a name of a train station that I was supposed to get to but I didn't know where the trains were, how to get a ticket, how much it would cost or which train to get on. I kept my head up and figured "one day I will look back at this and laugh". Today is that day my friends... thinking back on it now I realized how lost I really felt but I was not about to let that bother me. I had my HUGE backpack and my roll duffle bag and off I went on my trek to find the trains. I talked to a guy who worked there and he made it sound SO easy, turns out I did get on the wrong train! No big deal though, right? I then proceeded to NOT ask anyone and figure it out all by myself. My friends e-mail said "I'll be standing at the top of the stairs at the Turramurra station", sounds simple right? Maybe if I knew what the station looked like or even knew how to get there. After what seemed like forvere on the train and studying the map like it was a final exam I got to Turramurra station and found the stairs. I heeved and haud my way up the stairs to find there was an elevator staring me in the face when I got there. Taking the exercise as a gift, I looked around to see my friend was not there. Having no phone, no idea what was happening, I chuckled to myself knowing that everything would work out just fine. I found a payphone and dialed "1-800-COLLECT" home! "Mom, I made it!" I then, after reassuring her everything was fine, proceeded to hunt down my friends number and try to get ahold of her. FYI, the numbers here are crazy. Once I had the number I didn't even know how to dial it. Do I put the "0" first?? Do I just start with the "4"...??? So naturally I stopped the first person I saw and asked her. She gave me a look that clearly stated, "Are you retarded?" and then told me to start with the "0". I got ahold of my friend and she told me she would not be there for about 2 1/2 hours so I parked myself and my things on the nearest park bench and pulled out my book. With a sigh of relief I thought to myself, "This is the beginning of the most independent and exciting time of my life."
Well folks, that was the beginning of my trip. The next parts I will jump through rather quickly in hopes NOT to bore you if I have not already.
The first few nights I stayed with my friends sister Jude and her husband Simon and their 3 children; Bethany, Helena and Benjamin. Can I say adorable? Little Brittish accents and just the cutest of cute. I spent Wednesday just chilling out at their place (not having jetleg at all because I slept about 12 out of ther 14 1/2 hours on the plane). Thursday I went shopping and then went to the Opera House!! I saw Vladimir Somethingerother, crazy last name I can't remember.. started with an "A" perhaps. Anyway, it was amazing and best of all it was free.99. I went with 6 other people that soon became my Australian family.
Friday morning I got up and contemplated flying to Adelaide with my new friends to visit some other people in the church. To help with my contemplating, I went shopping with Jude to find her a nice dress for her black tie dinner with her husbands company. We got home at about 3 and I decided I would go. I booked my flight on the spot and had to pack in a hurry to head off to Adelaide by 5, talk about last minute decisions. Adelaide was great, it's known for it's churches. Which means to me, really old buildings made out of brick with statues all around it. It was. We went to a couple Wineries on Sunday and then toured around.. I have pictures.. you'll see them someday.. I then stayed in Adelaide until Monday when I flew to Melbourne to meet up with my friend Chandra from home (to those of you who don't know Chandra, she is my best lake friend since I was about 9). I was in Melbourne checking out St. Killda, Brighton Beach, and shopped a bit. I went to the night market on Wednesday which was super cool. It was outside and there were so many little shops I didn't know where to look. So many cool looking shops with clothes that looked like the ones I forced my mom to throw out about 4 years ago. (Sorry, Mom) Clothes that were floral print and bright colored, pants that are up to and suffocating your bellybutton. I'm talkin' we are bringing back the 80's my friends. Side ponytails and bright red lipstick. It's the wake up and go look, just where I fit in. Be ready family, go through those dress up clothes because if I can predict, the 80's are coming to Canada.
I left Melbourne on Thursday and returned to Sydney. That weekend I went camping with some friends up North of Sydney about 4 hours to Forster. We bonfired on the beach and played the bongodrums until our hands were sore. Again I have pictures that you'll see.. someday. Then back to Sydney on Sunday to go to a BBQ in view of the Sydney Harbor Bridge at a friends place. Amazing. First thought, "People actually live like this?". Turns out... yup! It was a BBQ for a guy that actually helped me out in finding a place to stay but I had never actually met him. His name is Peter Forster. He grew up in OZ but got married and is now living in Hong Kong and has been for 4 years now. He was visiting for a wedding and so what else to do but throw a BBQ for him as well!
On Tuesday I left for camp where I was a dorm counsellor, volleyball coordinator and early morning exercise class instructor. Needless to say there is so much I could tell about this camp but it would take up WAY more time that I have right now so I will skip it and you can ask me about it when I get home...
I got back to Sydney on Dec 30th and spent NYE in Sydney with apparently the world famous fireworks. There is a 9 o'clock show and a midnight show. We watched the 9 o'clock show from my friends rooftop and we had an amazing view. Then my friend decided she wanted to actually walk down to the Bridge for the midnight show because she had never experienced it before. So at 11:30 we proceeded to walk down. We stood with the rejects of the rejects and could barely see anything because we were behind train tracks and everytime a train passed which seemed to be every 3 minutes we could only see the fireworks that made it up and over the train. Oh well. When it was over my thought was, "It is over?", no count down, nothing. Then my friend turned me around and planned a big one on me and through my laughter I said, "I guess it's over!" Then we walked back to their place and that's where the night ended.
Then I met up with Chandra and we have been travelling ever since. I flew to Byron Bay and spent about 2 weeks there. I took off for the weekend to Surfers Paradise/ Gold Coast to see some friends that I made from camp and then returned to Byron again on Monday. The first hostel that Chan and I stayed in could be described in one way. We were scared to put even our dirty clothes on the ground in fear of it crawling away... it was gross. Auntie Dorrie, I don't think you could have managed at that place!!! Needless to say we only spent a few nights there until we could find a better place. We found a couple rooms open at Nomads in Byron Bay and moved on over. It was much cleaner, air conditioned and we had amazing roommates. We had English roommates that loved to party and then when they left we had French roommates that were amazing and trying to learn English. Therefore, I helped them with English and they helped me relearn French. It's now a goal of mine to relearn French! One day...
That brings me to now. I am now in Noosa. It's lovely. As soon as Chan and I got here we fell in love. It reminds us of B.C. sort of. There are trees everywhere (like the lake) and the people are SO friendly. The hostel we are staying at is called "Dolphins" which is fitting because of my love for dolphins. We were going to spend one week here but we love it so much that I think we might spend 2 weeks here before flying to the WhitSundays.
The places we are going after this are WhitSunday, Airlie Beach, Cairns (The Great Barrier Reaf!), and then I'll be heading back to Sydney and road tripping with a couple of my brothers from another mother down to Melbourne where I MIGHT get a job and stay for awhile. Not sure though, I will keep you posted.
That's all for now! I'm about to go for a run to town to go get some food! Gotta keep up that girlish figure, you know?!
Thanks for reading, hope I didn't bore you with all my adventure talk!
I'll try to post more often so that it can be short and sweet!
Take care and I'll be chattin' soon!
Kaz