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so i goes down to the civic hotel to check out the avalanches, but its sold out because thats just the kind of luck i would have tonite, apparently. thinking i might as well make use of this train ride downtown, i check out ‘the motorcycle diaries’, which is quite good and the only upside to my big city night. walking back im enjoying the sydney downtown and thinking about debord and the derive, so i decide to just wander aimlessly. i return to the train station around 1:30 and much to my surprise, it has shut down. yee-haw, construction. a young lady has also just realized that she is now stranded downtown, so i says ‘uhh what do we do?’ we ask a train guy and he informs us about the replacement bus, leaving at 2. so we go wait where he tells us until around 2:30 when another train guy comes by and we’re like ‘what the shit?’ while pointing to the bus sign. this guy starts laughing at us (?) and says no no, youre in the wrong spot, other side of the train station. so we go to the ‘real’ bus stop, and wait another half hour and the bus drives right by us. why? couldnt tell you. at this point, my companion on this horrible bus adventure begins to get a little upset, and a furious aussie temper tantrum takes place. so its about 3 now, just about all small talk has been exhausted, we’re both getting pretty tired, and she’s trying to bottle up the rage. at 3:30 another bus comes by, my new aussie friend yells and guilt trips the bus driver into going a little off route, so we’re good to go. about an hour on a bus going to what seems like ALL of the train stations in sydney, we part ways, i get off at miranda, then stumble back 30 minutes to the house. 4:59 am, good times.

sorry if that was boring, but i dont get up to much these days, so that is my dose of weekly excitement i thought i’d share.