Day 2
The weather here is kind of cold (which I knew, but brilliantly did not pack for) so my little sweater that does not cover the entirety of my arms causes for some strange looks. Being here makes me think this is what New York might be like. There are a lot people in suits walking as if on mission, cool looking buildings that beg to be admired, crowded sidewalks, little stores beckoning you in wherever you go, the wind stinging your nose, and homeless shouting obscenities at you. I like it.
The nice thing about falling asleep in your new clothes…you don’t have to choose your outfit in the morning! Kristen and I got our free breakfast (cereal) and headed out for the day. We decided to go to the fish market…because I think we were temporarily insane and this sounded fun for some reason. Thankfully, we never made it. We took some weird side streets and ended up at the Convention Center, which was pretty rad (like us) so we found lots to do there. We got tickets for the Aquarium and Wildlife World, both of which were right next to the bay which made half of the exhibit feel out of place to me. But hey, maybe kangaroos like the smell of sea air? Probably not though because they were moody, and the zoo keepers had to stop people from going in and petting them anymore for the day. I also had the worst hamburger of my life, but that’s completely unrelated to the fact that I was just talking about kangaroos, which they are more than willing to eat here. Kristen can’t wait to try it. I think I’ll just watch. Also, at the aquarium I got scared by a 5 year old boy who had wandered in front of me without me knowing, and I almost pummeled him. Kristen saw the whole thing, instead of warning me she just laughed. We got along, her and I. J
We also saw the Maritime Museum. It was way more interesting than I thought it would be, and a little bit moving too. Hooray for unexpected experiences. Back at the hostel, we met up with our roommates (Oliva, from France and Kai, from South Korea), and Olivia’s friends, Matthew, and Whatshiface. Whathisface doesn’t know English very well, and I’m too embarrassed to speak my 6 years of French to him…so I don’t know his name. Instead I just smile and nod a lot. In Australia, instead of Taco Tuesdays, they have $7 Pizza Tuesdays. So of course, we had to assimilate ourselves into their culture and buy 5. On the way back I tripped over a curb, everyone saw. Again, instead of being helped, they laughed and Olivia rated it a 9.0. I get a 10.0 next time if I flail my arms and fall. Challenge accepted. Kai is cool, he’s into photography as well and showed me some pictures on his camera. He’s really good! Then we ate, made plans to meet up again tonight, and headed off to bed. Oh, but not before Kristen creeped on some people outside the window of our room. Our view is of a brick wall, with windows into a studio of some sort and they can completely see everything we do. So she stared at them for awhile until one finally felt awkward enough to wave, and she was proud. Like I said, we get a long she and I. J I’ve decided she’s the perfect travel mate. She’s sarcastic, has a similar perspective on the world/society as I, is willing to dance with me, enjoys me falling, is determined to skydive/climb the bridge/surf/bungee jump, and made an inappropriate “that’s what she said joke” in front of a large crowd that was primarily small children. Essentially…she’s me. Can’t wait for tomorrow!
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