First two days in Aussie

Today, I woke up to a dream of me sleeping on Angus’ couch, which I really was anyway, and the dream was my mom waking me up saying, “Rise and Shine.  It’s time to get up.”  At that moment, I woke up and looked at the clock in the living room and it said 13:01.  I started to freak out that I wasted the whole day sleeping.  Then I looked at my watch and found out that it was only 9:00 AM.  I’m still thankful that my mom wakes me up for important reasons.

Before I even get started on my adventure that I had today, I have to tell you something else; when I got off the train to go to Angus’ house, I bought a water and leaned my bags against a wall outside the train station and stood there taking in the scenery of the town where I am potentially going to live.  Out of nowhere, someone sprayed water on me with their water bottle and ran.  A guy around my age who looked like a tour guide told me that he went around the corner if I want to go after him.  I said to him, “Fuck it.  I haven’t even been in this country for an hour.  I don’t want to go to jail yet.”  Then I proceeded to ask him how to get to the place I’m staying at, and he pointed the way on the map and off I went.

I kept it easy that night with only a few beers and a sausage roll that Angus was telling me so much about when he was in the States.  It was pretty good.  It kind of tastes like a tamale.

Today, I walked to the Harbor Bridge and Opera House and it was beautiful.  It was only a 30 minute walk, so it wasn’t that bad.  Angus’ friends gave me directions from the map I have in the Lonely Planet traveler’s book.  When I got to the Harbor Bridge bay area, I took a gander and saw some Aboriginals playing with those weird instruments.  I’ve seen enough of them on the Discovery channel, but it was still cool to see them up close. 

Walking across the Sydney Harbor Bridge, I had a gorgeous view of the Sydney Opera House.  It took me about 10-15 minutes to walk across that.  On the other side, there wasn’t too much except little shops.  The best way I could describe what it looks like is any swap meet you go to.  I ran into a food section with little stands and grabbed some somosa’s.   I got one with lamb and another one with just vegetables in it.  The vegetable one was really good.  Dad, you would have loved it because it was pretty spicy.  And Timarie, Joe, and whoever I talked to about the Mexican food stand I wanted to open; I have bad news for ya-  It’s already been done L.  That ish was like two stands away from the Indian food.  But no worries, I still think my (our) idea will still work.

Then I walked back over the bridge and went to the Sydney Opera House.  It kind of gave me the chills because I have heard so much about it and now I am standing right in front of it.  I admired the water and everything that was around it.  The inside of it seemed very formal with a tiny little bar and a lot of people were drinking champagne.  I don’t know why tourists feel like they have to drink champagne once they get inside.  I just drank out of their water fountain and used their bathroom which was incredibly clean and well fashioned.

After I stared out into the water and beyond on top of the Sydney Opera House for about twenty minutes, I headed down to hit up the Botanical Gardens.  I only spent a short amount of time there because it started to rain, so I started to walk very fast back to Angus’ pad.  About a third of the way to Angus’ house, the rain had stopped- only the radiant of the sun appeared upon my face.  Figures, huh? 

Well, so far so good.  And can’t wait to get up North to travel.  And Beaches probably tomorrow!

This will probably be a little outdated because I haven’t sorted out where to go for internet.  Everyone charges, so I might just have to suck it up and pay or wait until I can find a free wifi place.