Ooohhh wee (Coogee) na na na Coogee and Surrey hills 06.11 & 07.11 Thursday, day 5, 2nd night in one continuous hostel and maaannn does it make a difference not having to move 'home' everyday. The morning was spent dallying life away; internet banking and all manner of boring 'life admin' that still need completing on one's big adventure... By lunchtime I was itching to be outside... And by itching I mean literally... Following my mountain exploits I had...

Ain't no mountain high enough Blue mountains 05.11 Sales people (Aussie and English, looking at you STA Rich) flog the blue mountains as: 'A must do' 'Spectacular' 'The most awesome views for miles around' 'You've never seen clouds like it' ' 3 days of exploration and stunning scenery' Maybe it is.When you're not them in a lightning hailstorm! Raahh! Ok so it may only be the second 'freak thunderstorm' ( I think this may be an Aussie lie and they're qu...

Handbags and the Gladrags Botanical Gardens, Manly Bay, Balmoral, Harbour Bridge, The Rocks. 04.11 Following a decent kip (what no snoring, farts or hangover?), I awoke at 8 and wolfed down the free hostel breakfast; as a non breakfast eater this has changed the habit of a lifetime... Joys of unemployment Sauntering back around to originally booked hostel 'chilli blu' I thought I was having a heart attack when I crashed straight into Wolverine raaahhh!! ( ala...

Don't look back into the sun: Kings Cross/ Circular Monday 03.11 After checking out of my hostel, fresh as a daisy at 9am, I skipped over to the DOUBLE DECKER tube (as yet Unamed) backpack in tow heading to cheaper, alternative hostel, number 2, ten minutes up the road. Kings Cross is a completely different world to Central, reminiscent of Soho (London). Seedy sex shops, tobacconists, gambling and liqueur stores dominate the Main Street but side streets comprom...

Supermassive black hole: Bondi :Sunday 02.11 As expected Sunday morning was not my most productive and Ginge's bed received the full brunt of my jet lagged (hungover...) form. By 13:30 the desire for productivity was creeping over me and I was aware I was due to change hostels. (Half price alternative: seedier location) After a quick (useless) debrief with 'I remember nothing' Ginge; I jumped back on el buso with a recovery Orangegina (bro ho ;)) to my hoste...