Travelling
is like a box of choclits...
It makes
happy, but broke and FAT!!
Welcome back
to the kingdom of BLOGSTON!! Shout out to ma peeeeps!! I was planning on
writing a TEENIE WEENIE little paragraph about our last couple weeks in Sydney,
in my NEXT blog for Bali. But its not the way the cookie crumbled blog fans...
There’s quite a lot to report from our final 2 or 3 weeks here. And im sure ill
have some absolute SCANDAL in my next blog. So put on the kettle, and let
Gretel settle with a metal petal... boom...
So.. Where
were we? I think in my last blog i wrote about working odd shifts as a
labourer, saying bye to everyone, and blah blah blah... Cat got in contact with
her old catering company “Nosh” to ask for work. They put her back on the
system, but they only really give her work on the weekends. So, she had a
really good idea to get work for accommodation in our hostel. That gave her something
to do, other than picking the skin off her fingers... Psst... She just had to
work for a couple hours, 4 days a week, for free accommodation and laundry. I
was also only working here and there, so most of the days she worked, we did it
together and wizzed through it. I was expecting more bed sheets to be covered
in piss and puke. But it wasn’t bad at all... guess its just me that pukes
everywahh...
I got
offered a few shifts from my old removal company... Theyre such a shit company
blog fans... For some reason they require everyone to be clean shaven.. Just to
move some furniture. Its bullshit. I was quite liking my beard, and now im
coming up to my 30th birthday, looking like a bloody 13 year old!
But i needed the money, so i did it...
Also had another stroke of good luck – I texted Ferenc (the guy i used
to do the soccer coaching with) Just to say we’re back, and we should meet up
for a drink and catch up. He replied, then later he texted again saying his
current coaching partner is away, and asked if i wanted to help him for the
next 2 weekends. Which was perfect! So i was able to help him out, and see all the
kids i used to coach... They all got a little taller and better... They all
remembered me... Naturally... They still do some weird shit. One kid showed me
his Shrek DVD, and then forced me to hold it through the whole session. So i
was running about, dribbling, doing skills, instructing, all whilst holding a
Shrek DVD case for a whole hour. Mad skills...
We got our
tax back!! All on the floor!!
Tax back,
give me some more!!Tax back, til you get sore!!
Tax back, ooohoohohooo...
Cat got back
almost double what i did. Not surprising considering how much she worked. My
coaching was always cash in hand as well. But we were still really happy with what
we got. Had some good luck with money actually. My removal company gave me a
shift for an hour, but they pay me 3 hours minimum. Then they gave me another
shift the next day, but texted me the wrong time. So I turned up with my can of
energy drink, revved up, and they had finished! Got paid another $60 for
NOTHING. $120 for one hours work in total. Didnt even do much in that hour!...
And it was only a 10min walk from our hostel... Awesome as shiiit... Other than
working, we met up with a few people here n there. Maeve, Jente, Josh, Lisa,
Rachels dad Paul... Unfortunately we couldn’t see everyone, but we did actually
have quite a bit to do. We met up with Cats mate Kirsty, who works behind the
bar of a strip club. I didn’t really wanna go, coz i knew id spend a lot. But
Cat kinda forced me and this young Kiwi boy to come along. Straight away Kirsty
lined up 4 shots and 3 cocktails for $15... Not a bad discount... But cheap
drinks usually means i spend MORE money, as i make the most of the bargain. So
yeah, I DID spend a lot. Got totally wasted, then argued with Cat. Totally
ruined the Kiwi boys innocence. Was classic Shmose...
After that I
tried to spend less. Started to cook in the hostel rather than eat out, but
only once or twice... Which reminds me.. I was speaking to a girl in our hostel
whilst cooking, and she told me my sausages were burning... I said “Yeah, I
like my sausages brown” Then when she told me she doesn’t see me around here
much, i said “I eat out a lot...” I don’t really know when its acceptable to
use the “THATS WHAT SHE SAID” on a total stranger... So I just laughed, and
said nothing... It was hard though... (thats what she said).
Cat
continued to spend spend spend. Guess she has the right to. Shes the “money
money money bagsss” over here... She keeps buying clothes that she don’t need,
and cant pack though. Plus it’ll all be cheaper in Bali. I get dragged round
the shops a lot. When i tell her off she goes “But its so prettyyy...” I said
“So is Mila Kunis, but i don’t get to shag her”.... 1 – 0 me, blog fans.... 1 – 0 me...
Tomorrow is
the day we leave Sydney for the 2nd time. Its emotional... We just
met up with Maeve to have leaving drinks at O-Bar. Its a posh revolving bar
that has really cool views of the city. Was a fitting end really. But who
knows... We might be back! :o
We fly to
Darwin late tomorrow night. I decided we shouldn’t get a hostel room, as we
arrive there at 1am, and all the hostels are expensive anyway. So we’re gonna
TRY to sleep in the airport, then go in the city for a bit in the day, then
come back to fly to Bali the following night. We got some good news – It looks
like we might have a place to settle down in after Bali. I’ve been contacted
from my ad on Gumtree, and a really nice lady is offering her “granny flat” to
us when we return. Its a good location, self contained, decent price, has
internet, and a swimmingpool. Bosh! We’ve arranged a viewing on that day between
flights, so hopefully we would of cemented a place for our return. Good times
blog fans J
Next stop
BALI!! 30 YEARS OLD!! OMFG!!! WTF!!! MUAHAHA!!!!
Shit is
hitting the FAN!! Shit is hitting the BLOG FAN!! WHOA, SHIT EVERYWAHH!!!
CHUNDER EVERYWAHH!!! AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Be sure to
tune in to THAT!!
Until
then... Keep them tighty whiteys, TIIIIGHT!!!Camel toe tight!!
See you in
Bali bitchezzz..
POW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
x
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