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Making Plans in Sydney
Saturday 29th January 2011 – Sydney, Australia
It was another pretty awful night sleep last night. The guys in my room came back in about 3am and talked and laughed until about 5am, with the lights on. So I was tired and irritable when I awoke in the morning, and this morning I was checking out. I actually couldn’t wait to get out of this place now.
My friend Katie had found a job in a hostel in nearby Newcastle, and she was off there today to begin her work. I wanted to hang around for a while and see a bit more of Sydney before departing, so we agreed to meet later on up in Newcastle. We wouldn’t be travelling together after all as her other half was due to arrive in Sydney in a few weeks.
I checked out of the room and made sure I made as much noise as possible while packing the remainder of my things. I had managed to wake all the other guys up, so I was pleased about that. It’s always nice to get your revenge, especially as I was leaving, and wasn’t going to see these guys again. I left the room and slammed the door with a big smile on my face. I will always love the smaller, more personal hostels; this will never change.
Katie got her train to Newcastle, so I began my walk to Nomads backpackers. I had gotten directions off the internet beforehand, so I thought I knew where I was going. I got to where the hostel should have been. It wasn’t! I asked local taxi drivers, none of whom had even heard of the hostel. I wondered if it even existed anymore, and went to a nearby McDonald’s to make use of the free wifi, and look again at the directions. I didn’t really understand where I had gone wrong, as I was clearly in the place where I should have been, so I decided to walk back, and possibly check into the YHA next to Wakeup hostel.
Ironically, I found Nomads as I was almost at the YHA. I had walked right past it, and it was nowhere near where it was suppose to be judging by the map. This tends to happen very often with me. I checked in after nearly 2 hours of walking in the stifling heat with my heavy backpack on. In reality, the walk should have taken around 5 minutes from the Wakeup hostel, so this was a complete waste of a morning. Never mind, at least I got a bit of exercise.
It was pleasing to see I had the room to myself, but I wasn’t holding out too much hope for a room to myself tonight, at least not just yet. I actually spent most of the day in the city wandering about, sightseeing, and making more plans for the next part of my trip. I was able to relax after the nightmare morning I had endured. Once returning to the hostel, I was amazed my room was still empty apart from me. I went out for dinner and an evening walk along the waterfront, still contemplating my next moves, and returned to my empty room. It stayed this way all night. Finally, a good night sleep was ahead of me, I hoped.
Written by Daniel Stevens,
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