Been a while

Yep indeedy, I haven't posted on here for ages. Terrencely sorry for the slackness but there you go. Right, quick synopsis of what I've been up to.

Perth was shit. Didn't like it at all. Therefore, I went back to Melbourne. I wanted to go up the West Coast though, and looking back on it I probably should've. Still no regrets. It was one of those drop of the hat decision things to back to Melbourne (been having quite a few of those recently) and I'd really just run out of steam a bit. So back to Melb it was. I do like Melbourne, alot, and it didn't fail to please. Stayed in the same place I was before and just chilled out for a bit.

Whilst there I went to see the Cat Empire for free. A bloke called Phil just walked in and asked me if I'd like to go. Why not? Not that I'd ever even heard them but it was a cracking gig. Recommend you all go out and but it now (perhaps listen to a bit first though).

Following day I was sitting (or rather slouching) outside the kitchen and an American girl called Jesi walked in and asked if anyone wanted to go to Sydney. Much as I hate the city I said yes... for why???? I know not. Still that set us rolling the next day for a three day road trip up to Sydney. It was quite sound actually, with the highlights being:

a Ned Kelly museum (I knew nothing about Ned Kelly before that, let alone that we were in the heart of Kelly Country... every day's a school day),

me driving (to be honest I was sure we were going to get pulled over but it was nice to be back behind the wheel),

just the fact that Gunagai exists (that photo is of the apparently 'famous' Niagra restaurant... Hmm!),

watching the senate in session at Canberra's Parliament House, arguing over whether or not the Iraq war was justified,

finally buying some cds in Canberra; I only had mds and shitty little speakers and Jesi had none,

and the blowhole in Kiama. I'm confident my photo of it is better than that one. I pick it up tomorrow.

Change of Plans

So why back to Sydney of all places, especially when I don't like it that much? Well, Phil and Helen were supposed to be coming out to Cairns in the middle of March for Helen's mate's wedding. I was heading up to Cairns. However, poor Phil had to have his appendix out the other day. The op went well and he's doing fine apart from being, I should imagine, a touch pissed off about being in hospital rather than Cairns. As Phil put it, 'Appendicitis is a right pain in the arse... well, almost.' Good to see he hasn't lost his sense of humour.

What Now?

Flitting between plans is all good and well but eventually you need a little direction otherwise you will become a true nomad. So, with Phil not coming out (thoroughly gutted but what can you do?) I'm still going to go up Cairns way. First off a surf trip from here to Byron Bay. Then up to the Whitsundays and Frasier Island for some yacht / 4 x4 action. Following that up to Cairns. Then over to Ullaru and back down to Adelaide (hmmm....) then...? Well that's as far as I've got for now.

Last Words

Sydney's Mardi Gras starts tomorrow (I think). As a result, Sydney is filled with raving homs. Haha, should be pretty funny though.