I had an interesting weekend, to say the least.
Thursday evening I went into the city with two of my friends and went to Sidebar, which is a bar underneath a hostel so it's packed with backpackers. It was a dance party, however, and danced the night away. I paid for two cabs this night... which was a nice start to the weekend that would drain my wallet.
Friday the buses were on strike. From 4am to 4am on Saturday there would be no buses. I didn't have to go to work, which was nice as some of my friends had to scramble to find ways to get to work with no method of transportation readily available. Yes, the trains (the subway) were still running, but they only connect certain areas and Coogee is 30 minutes from the nearest train station. I spent the day in, as it was also cold and rainy, and watched Superbad with a friend. I'd say it was a day well spent. Friday evening it was my friend Jon's birthday so we were meeting in Bondi Junction, thus three of us split a cab to get out there. The night started off bad and it should've been a sign for me to just to turn that cab around and go to bed.
As soon as I got into the bar different friends of my were coming up to me and telling me different stories about two friends of mine. Looking back, the stories are ridiculous and in no way make sense, but at the time I was like "they wouldn't lie to me, so I should look into this." My damn curiosity and need to know everything always bite me in the ass. So, needless to say it ended up being one of our "friends" was spreading lies about everyone and spreading rumors around trying to start something. The night ended up with a lot of different people in tears, headlocks, and very expensive cab rides home alone, because we were all too mad to ride in one together. So, that's day two of very expensive transport.
Saturday I woke up nice and early to meet two friends in the city so we could rent a car and drive up to the wineries about 2 hours north of the city. Karina is British so we let her take the wheel, as Hilary and I probably would have injured ourselves and many bystanders if we attempted to drive here. We rented a cute little compact car that was a lovely pee-yellow color and was about the size of a glorified jelly bean. It was shit on gravel roads (there are a lot of them in the country) and I was pretty sure the tires were about to go flying off and us go careening down the mountain we were driving on. We made it, however, and spent the day tasting very fine Australian wines in the most gorgeous landscape. It was a mix between Napa Valley and Tuscany. All the vinyards were small so you could walk right up the vines and see and touch the grapes. I also got to try homemade olive oil and try olives right off the vine. I bought a bottle of homemade chocolate liquor (it tastes like a fancy hershey's syrup, and I plan on putting it on ice cream) and a red wine from one of the smaller wineries. The car cost me a total of $40, which wasn't bad, but after I look at my bank account after the weekend, I know where it all went: driving me from one point of sydney to the other.
Oh, I also spent a ridiculous amount of food and am now trying to figure out how to keep myself fed for the next couple of days without spending any money. Dumpster diving anyone?
On a side note, I want to say congratulations to those of you who finished up this semester! Hope finals went well and now you can enjoy the holidays! I work this monday and tuesday, but I have wednesday, thursday, friday, and saturday off! Can't wait to spend it on the beach :)
Michaela
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