This is our first instalment of our new weekly blog!
We thought we would never be able to a day to day blog as eventually it would get repetitive as we wouldn’t be doing as many activities or have as many adventures.
Long gone are the days of jumping out of planes or off bridges! At least for the time being!
While passing through George Street in the city centre we decided a Hungry Jack’s was in order. “Hungry Jacks?” you might say. Hungry Jacks is the Australian equivalent of Burger King. It’s actually the exact same bar the name.
While the lads went up to order I went downstairs to the toilet. On my way I noticed some smoke but assumed there must be some rule breakers downstairs smoking. Upon exiting the toilet I noticed the building was being evacuated. I pegged it up the stairs and out the door to hear fire brigades and see people pointing to the top of the building. The workers apparently hopped the counters and ran for the exit without telling a single customer. Some staff they are! We watched in awe as the firemen tried to tame the blaze of the burning building. It was aptly named The Towering Inferno! They were successful but the fact they had to close the main street in Sydney did not sit well with some of the locals. One of them even assaulted a police officer and was taken down within seconds and thrown in the back of a paddy wagon! What a way to start our week!
One night we received word Joe, Danielle and Charlie were in town and up for some grub! We arranged to meet for some $8 steaks. We reacquainted with big hugs and manly handshakes! We enjoyed each others stories of our times in South America and New Zealand and all the activities and incidents we encountered! After our deliciously cheap steaks we headed to a nearby bar for a few quiet pints and some more chit chat about the recession back home followed by more stories of our adventures. A good night was had by all! (That’s right I said it again)!
When we began our house hunting journey our first goal was to find a place near the beach! We searched through the accommodation listings and arranged meetings so it was an excuse to visit each of the beaches of Sydney, Coogee, Bondi, Manly. Coogee was our first beach to explore but we had a quick stop on the way to make in Randwick. We headed over the Harbour Bridge while gawking in amazement at the Opera House. We had a look at a two bedroom apartment right in the middle between Sydney and Coogee Beach. Unfortunately this apartment was unfurnished and we would have to go back to looking. It’s the probably the most annoying thing ever when people don’t say whether the apartment is furnished or not in the listing! It’s cost us loads of phone credit!
While house hunting I had the big task of making the New Zealand Freestyle/Holiday video. I was driven crazy for the week as little errors kept propping up. Then I had numerous problems with Youtube before it was finally live on the net. If you haven’t seen it yet check it out at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9D2SGTAot6Q !
In the midst of all our searching we found an advert on a traffic light pole for the perfect sounding apartment. A Chinese man by the name of Ping Pong answered the phone with possibly the worst English of anyone living in Sydney. I had no clue what he was on about. For some reason I can’t understand Tom has a knack for understanding Chinese! We met up with him and looked at three of his properties, one of which the walls were made out of plywood! Not a great start but he was very keen to make the sale! That night we decided to get some Chinese food in one of the finest Chinese’s in Sydney. To our surprise we spotted our new friend working there. He proceeded to talk to us all night about the apartment and even gave me and Gary a soup on the house which Gary spilled all over himself. It reminded me of an episode of Father Ted when Doughal got sick on Ted at the baby contest. We left our friend hoping not to see him again but that would not be the case. He would spot us nearly everyday on George Street. It was almost as if he was following us everywhere we went.
Bondi Beach was our next stop and we visited this beach on three different occasions partly as an excuse to go to the beach! It’s such a contrast to go from the hustle and bustle of Sydney to the beautiful beaches of Coogee, Bondi and Manly! The beach itself is nice but is covered in GAA jersey wearing Irish. Within five minutes of kicking around on the beach we were ambushed by Enda from Athlone who joined us in a game of keepy uppys! He was trying outlandish scissor and bicycle kicks! Again there was no luck with any of the apartments as they were either too small, unfurnished or too expensive for us. Manly was the same story but the beach more than made up for it!
Eventually we settled for staying in a place in Dulwich Hills about twenty-five minutes outside the city. Minimum stay is a month and it’s really cheap so it will give us a chance to look for other accommodation and jobs without paying scandalous fees in hostels.
We received a text one day from our friend Andrew from our GAP Tour. He was back in town after returning from South America and New York and was keen for a few pints. We wouldn’t say no! He gave us a little tour of the harbour bridge area and lead us to a pub on The Rocks. The pub is one of the only in Sydney to brew its own beer and we were willing to experiment! It pretty much all tasted exactly the same as Heineken! After reminiscing of our tour and learning about Andy’s trip to Patagonia and the rest of his touring around South America we hit the road back to our hostel. Thank God for night buses otherwise we would be paying a fortune to taxi drivers!
Keep On Trucking,
Mike
We thought we would never be able to a day to day blog as eventually it would get repetitive as we wouldn’t be doing as many activities or have as many adventures.
Long gone are the days of jumping out of planes or off bridges! At least for the time being!
While passing through George Street in the city centre we decided a Hungry Jack’s was in order. “Hungry Jacks?” you might say. Hungry Jacks is the Australian equivalent of Burger King. It’s actually the exact same bar the name.
While the lads went up to order I went downstairs to the toilet. On my way I noticed some smoke but assumed there must be some rule breakers downstairs smoking. Upon exiting the toilet I noticed the building was being evacuated. I pegged it up the stairs and out the door to hear fire brigades and see people pointing to the top of the building. The workers apparently hopped the counters and ran for the exit without telling a single customer. Some staff they are! We watched in awe as the firemen tried to tame the blaze of the burning building. It was aptly named The Towering Inferno! They were successful but the fact they had to close the main street in Sydney did not sit well with some of the locals. One of them even assaulted a police officer and was taken down within seconds and thrown in the back of a paddy wagon! What a way to start our week!
One night we received word Joe, Danielle and Charlie were in town and up for some grub! We arranged to meet for some $8 steaks. We reacquainted with big hugs and manly handshakes! We enjoyed each others stories of our times in South America and New Zealand and all the activities and incidents we encountered! After our deliciously cheap steaks we headed to a nearby bar for a few quiet pints and some more chit chat about the recession back home followed by more stories of our adventures. A good night was had by all! (That’s right I said it again)!
When we began our house hunting journey our first goal was to find a place near the beach! We searched through the accommodation listings and arranged meetings so it was an excuse to visit each of the beaches of Sydney, Coogee, Bondi, Manly. Coogee was our first beach to explore but we had a quick stop on the way to make in Randwick. We headed over the Harbour Bridge while gawking in amazement at the Opera House. We had a look at a two bedroom apartment right in the middle between Sydney and Coogee Beach. Unfortunately this apartment was unfurnished and we would have to go back to looking. It’s the probably the most annoying thing ever when people don’t say whether the apartment is furnished or not in the listing! It’s cost us loads of phone credit!
While house hunting I had the big task of making the New Zealand Freestyle/Holiday video. I was driven crazy for the week as little errors kept propping up. Then I had numerous problems with Youtube before it was finally live on the net. If you haven’t seen it yet check it out at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9D2SGTAot6Q !
In the midst of all our searching we found an advert on a traffic light pole for the perfect sounding apartment. A Chinese man by the name of Ping Pong answered the phone with possibly the worst English of anyone living in Sydney. I had no clue what he was on about. For some reason I can’t understand Tom has a knack for understanding Chinese! We met up with him and looked at three of his properties, one of which the walls were made out of plywood! Not a great start but he was very keen to make the sale! That night we decided to get some Chinese food in one of the finest Chinese’s in Sydney. To our surprise we spotted our new friend working there. He proceeded to talk to us all night about the apartment and even gave me and Gary a soup on the house which Gary spilled all over himself. It reminded me of an episode of Father Ted when Doughal got sick on Ted at the baby contest. We left our friend hoping not to see him again but that would not be the case. He would spot us nearly everyday on George Street. It was almost as if he was following us everywhere we went.
Bondi Beach was our next stop and we visited this beach on three different occasions partly as an excuse to go to the beach! It’s such a contrast to go from the hustle and bustle of Sydney to the beautiful beaches of Coogee, Bondi and Manly! The beach itself is nice but is covered in GAA jersey wearing Irish. Within five minutes of kicking around on the beach we were ambushed by Enda from Athlone who joined us in a game of keepy uppys! He was trying outlandish scissor and bicycle kicks! Again there was no luck with any of the apartments as they were either too small, unfurnished or too expensive for us. Manly was the same story but the beach more than made up for it!
Eventually we settled for staying in a place in Dulwich Hills about twenty-five minutes outside the city. Minimum stay is a month and it’s really cheap so it will give us a chance to look for other accommodation and jobs without paying scandalous fees in hostels.
We received a text one day from our friend Andrew from our GAP Tour. He was back in town after returning from South America and New York and was keen for a few pints. We wouldn’t say no! He gave us a little tour of the harbour bridge area and lead us to a pub on The Rocks. The pub is one of the only in Sydney to brew its own beer and we were willing to experiment! It pretty much all tasted exactly the same as Heineken! After reminiscing of our tour and learning about Andy’s trip to Patagonia and the rest of his touring around South America we hit the road back to our hostel. Thank God for night buses otherwise we would be paying a fortune to taxi drivers!
Keep On Trucking,
Mike
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Nearly caught up on prison break, unbelievable twists, can't believe mr white got riddled with bullets, distraught tbf.
Seen episode 15 yet fellas?
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