Blue Lounge Take Two

This time I managed to get into the Virgin Blue lounge and have a shower, eat their food and drink their booze. The internet took a bit longer to get onto this time around but here I am!
Spent the last two days in Canberra catching up with Liz and Flick. Was good fun. The old capital ain't too bad really, I'd done most of the sights back in two thousand so we just hung out for the most part, except for Liz dragging me to Floriade [a very manly flower festival, full of men, doing manly things] Some bloke tried to sell us a whipper snipper using the line "when was the last time you bought your dad a present?" "uhh.. fathers day. you know, like a week ago" so that didn't work so well for him. I also managed to finish watching Underbelly, discovered that I was staying in the room of a paralympian, and was introduced to the hilarity that is Eddie Izzard.
Am waiting for my flight to the Gold Coast where I meet up with Jo and then Grampa.

Four Bolts

Mice and Men

The usual amount of ambiguity that follows me around came into play in the form of Tim Shaw (who couldn't organise a piss up in a brewery) long story short; I'm not going to Wollongong. So I re-jigged the time table and now head to Canberra on Tuesday, Gold Coast on Thrursday, Melbourne the following Wednesday and Adelaide the Thursday after that.
Spent the last few days chilling with Stu, catching up with Ames and Grets, and eating Krispy Kremes. Tomorrow we're heading down to the river where there is supposed to be a rope swing and a pretty sweet spot. Should get some good pics!

Sleeping

Thirtysix hours, a plane flight with maybe two hours of sleep, trekking all round Sydney, a game of squash and then watching tennis. Woke up for half an hour to take Stu to work then back to bed. Woke up at three in the afternoon. What are holidays for? Sleeping all day in someone elses house on the other side of the country. Sweet.

Sydney

I'm in Sydney. Two months of holiday starts today. Flight over was a bit rubbish, but more or less standard. Planes suck in spite of their incredible usefulness. Virgin refused me entrance to their blue lounge when I got to Sydney airport, you have to be on an outgoing flight, tried the "i flew in with you guys" argument but the Irish woman at the desk probably didn't understand the concept of a reasoned position and ignored me. Forgot that Virgin don't really do service.. so I came down to the food court and got onto Virgins wireless network so I could slag them off online. Grabbed a Krispy Kreme donut and a coffee.