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September 28, 2005

Greetings from down undah!

So here I am, in one piece and on the opposite side of the world and the opposite hemisphere.

The flights are long! Wow. It might also have been the fact that I was still pretty hungover from the Trews show and the previous week-long bender that was my send-off. The first flight (TO - Hong Kong) went through Anchorage, Alaska for refuelling and lasted 19h... luckily it wasn't a full flight so I was able to lift an armrest and stretch across two seats.

Hong Kong airport is huge. It's the one where they filled in part of the bay to make it. I've got some alright pics of the terminals and the crazy roof. I'll post em when I get some USB access.

The flight from HK to SYD wasn't as long, only about 9h, but it was sorta full so I was limited to one seat. On the plus side, I've caught up on some movies I wanted to see. Longest Yard - not as good as the original. Penguins in Madagascar - hilarious. Angelina Jolie in Mr. and Mrs. Smith - scha-WING!

Once in Sydney, I realized that I didn't have any plans for the night...so I did what any foreigner does...walk around the airport for a bit, buy a mobile (if you want the #, let me know but it's pretty expensive for minutes around here so be prepared to be quick and concise).

I then tried to get a hold of my contacts in Sydney...but of course, none of them was home. I did, however, have a nice conversation with a girl I assume was Clayton Garlough's roommate who was kind enough to tell me the best way to get into downtown (the train), and where to go to find a hostel (George st).

Once I got to George St. I found that the two hostels I had come across were only open til 10pm at the latest...no help there. And what does Clelland do when he finds himself possibly out on the streets for the night......

You guessed it! He hits the nearest pub, Paddy McGuire's! I saddle up to the bar and run into Joe, a 55 year-old social worker from Edinburough (sp?) who's down here to visit some friends he hasn't seen since 1972. I grab a pint of Victoria Bitter (lager, light in taste) and sit down with him for a pint. We get talking and he tells me that he's staying at the Railway Square hostel a ways up the street and it's open 24h. Perfect! Problem solved, so I grab a pint of Carlton Draught. Another lager, decent tasting but eventually I'm gonna have to find myself a quality ale down here.

We head up to the hostel which is a pretty cool place. Has a nice little deck out front and is literally right on the railway. I check in and share a coffee with Joe before crashing for the night...in a room that's been converted from an old railway car!

That brings me right up to here. Telling this story with absolutely no clue what I'm doing today. Hopefully get a hold of Firth or Garlough or Polk.

Posted by Dr.Unk at September 28, 2005 4:33 PM

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