Perth
Walked to Skybus terminal in Melbourne during the busy time ie: lots of drunken people walking into me and my belongings, got there in the nick of time, listened to Nick Cave (not just cause he's Australian) on the way to the airport. Tiger Airways terminal looks like a truck container, scary, was overweight for my baggage allowance due to toiletries, note: don't buy supersized shampoo and conditioner, it may cost you $33 to bring them to Perth, I put stuff into my hand baggage bag, thank fook! Only 800g over now no moolah for the money grabbing bastards!
Got on plane after sitting with a load of total skangers in the terminal / back of the truck container, sitting in the very front seat 1B, yahoo, leg room ahoy, not that I needed it what with me having rather short legs but anyway it was cool.
Put on iPod random shuffle, some loser sits beside me and starts telling me how he paid $50 extra to get the emergency exit seat, I laughed and told him they just offered it to me, he is not impressed, this is the beginning of an eventful plane journey. He keeps talking to me even though I am asleep, the dude on my left is laughing, I think / hope out of pity. Then there is a storm, turbulence ahoy, I think I am going to die at least 10 times, then I see the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in real life, lightening inside a massive black cloud right beside the plane and I am not scared, it's amazing, an explosion every ten seconds inside a cloud, it was like something out of a film, something man made but it was totally natural. I loved it!!
Then the dude on my left starts talking to me, thank fook I say this will make the loser leave me alone, but oh no that doesn't happen, the loser keeps talking and interrupting the conversation, I want to kill him, oh he ate a family sized packet of Doritos and also a family sized packet of home brand jelly babies and drank 2L of water and never went to the toilet within the entire journey, weird I think. The loser dude starts going on about how unsafe flying is, loser!! Then he starts talking to me like I have never traveled anywhere in my life, this is coming from him who has never been anywhere in Australia apart from Melbourne and Perth, someone who has no passport, I want to to the Oz thing and tell him to "get fucked" but I don't, he is giant and also quite scary. Then we get off the plane.
I walk to the baggage carousel, the loser follows me and says he will bring me for Chinese food, ew!! Help me I think, then the dude from the left of me on the plane saves my life (I think) yahooooo!! The loser fecks off.
I meet my friend in Perth Central Train Station, we are accosted by some drunk Aboriginal men, I am shocked, I haven't experienced fear like this in my life, there was about 50 of them and about 20 cops, and me and my friend who are both fairly small with giant bags, help! We are called white cunts, lovely!
Eventually we get into the train station and on our way to Freemantle, 40 mins on a train, I am sick of transport at this stage. I eat some Vienna roll and drink copious amounts of tea and water, flying makes me super thirsty!! Sleepytime!
It's Saturday and we loll about the hostel for the day, out in the back in the sun, everyone is wearing jeans and hoodys, I am in shorts and tshirts, I don't think I am used to the weather yet, though people who know me will know I don't wear much even in an Irish winter so night time in Perth is like the tropics for me! We get ready to go out, I am the first one ready as usual, even before the boys, I don't understand what takes people so long when they get ready for a night out, have shower, get dressed, brush hair, make up optional, ready no? Obviously not, it was all plucking eyebrows and all sorts. Hilarious!!
Three of us are Irish, two Scottish and 2 English, a nice mix, we wait in the train station for 40 mins, the boys are chucking "Goon" down their necks like there's no tomorrow, apparently this stuff makes your gums bleed, makes you vom blood and gives you the trots, not really my cup o cha but each to themselves!! We go to an Irish bar, pints are only $5.50 yahooo (In Melbourne it was up to $10 for a drink) I stick to the low carb Pure Blond, apparently a "flashpacker" drink as in Boost Juice (like Zumo or whatever and also tomatoes on the vine!!). I think I am just being healthy. The dude from the plane and his Oz mates come to the pub, we make a party yah (as one of the Germans said before we went out heehee!!).
I get taken to a rocker bar called Amplifier by the dude from the plane, we walk past a queue of about 700 people and I get lifted over the velvet rope by this beast of a bouncer, whats happening is one of the plane dudes mates bands plays in this place the whole time so we are getting in for free yay!!! Giant Stamp on arm and free booze yum yum!! How sad when there is free drink that my limit nowadays is about 5 bottles and that's a good night when I can fit that much in, I am happily swaying about with a hat on that I have no idea where it came from, dancing in my flip flops, taking 20 mins to queue for the toilet, I hate that!!
Then we go to a party, I am on the H20 as I am full to the brim of beer (yeah 5 bottles I am a lightweight or a cheap date depending on who's talking about me!! They all love us because we are Irish and they all have Irish Parents and the most bizarro accents in the world because of it. We talk pigeon Irish for their amusement it's actually quite funny!! We fall asleep on the couch in the house where there is a party, then the plane dude drops us back to the hostel the next day stopping of to show us some kangaroos, my first sighting, I was mildly disappointed, they were teeny but only cause they are city ones and not the ones in the bush.
We go for Fish and Chips in Freo that night, yum yum is all I am saying, fresh off the boat that day and with proper home made tartar sauce, that cured my hangover, not drinking beer again, my belly is not able for it at all, only red wine from now on and no goon (ever!!).
On Monday we go to the Aquarium, this takes three modes of transport to get to, well two but two trains and a bus to get there and the same back but it was worth it, sharks and they were giant, all the dangerous fish, moon jelly fish that look like aliens, manta rays that I got to touch and I got to touch starfish and it was the most bizarre feeling ever. We got to learn all about the dangerous fish which will be handy when I get to the barrier reef and then home for beans on toast.
I have devised a new hostel diet, weet-bix (yes weet bix not weetabix) for brekki, a boost juice for lunch and soup or salad for dinner, its the only way as cooking is driving me mental, there are two many people and not enough pots or pans and all the knives are blunt as fook and I like them sharper than sharp.
Tuesday we went to the Maritime Museum in Freo, my skirt blew up lots which was just delightful and we had icecream from Baskin Robbins on the beach, lovely.
Today it is raining and I am wearing shorts and everyone keeps asking me am I not cold, what is with that, it's not cold, it's just raining, I don't like to sweat, ever!
Got on plane after sitting with a load of total skangers in the terminal / back of the truck container, sitting in the very front seat 1B, yahoo, leg room ahoy, not that I needed it what with me having rather short legs but anyway it was cool.
Put on iPod random shuffle, some loser sits beside me and starts telling me how he paid $50 extra to get the emergency exit seat, I laughed and told him they just offered it to me, he is not impressed, this is the beginning of an eventful plane journey. He keeps talking to me even though I am asleep, the dude on my left is laughing, I think / hope out of pity. Then there is a storm, turbulence ahoy, I think I am going to die at least 10 times, then I see the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in real life, lightening inside a massive black cloud right beside the plane and I am not scared, it's amazing, an explosion every ten seconds inside a cloud, it was like something out of a film, something man made but it was totally natural. I loved it!!
Then the dude on my left starts talking to me, thank fook I say this will make the loser leave me alone, but oh no that doesn't happen, the loser keeps talking and interrupting the conversation, I want to kill him, oh he ate a family sized packet of Doritos and also a family sized packet of home brand jelly babies and drank 2L of water and never went to the toilet within the entire journey, weird I think. The loser dude starts going on about how unsafe flying is, loser!! Then he starts talking to me like I have never traveled anywhere in my life, this is coming from him who has never been anywhere in Australia apart from Melbourne and Perth, someone who has no passport, I want to to the Oz thing and tell him to "get fucked" but I don't, he is giant and also quite scary. Then we get off the plane.
I walk to the baggage carousel, the loser follows me and says he will bring me for Chinese food, ew!! Help me I think, then the dude from the left of me on the plane saves my life (I think) yahooooo!! The loser fecks off.
I meet my friend in Perth Central Train Station, we are accosted by some drunk Aboriginal men, I am shocked, I haven't experienced fear like this in my life, there was about 50 of them and about 20 cops, and me and my friend who are both fairly small with giant bags, help! We are called white cunts, lovely!
Eventually we get into the train station and on our way to Freemantle, 40 mins on a train, I am sick of transport at this stage. I eat some Vienna roll and drink copious amounts of tea and water, flying makes me super thirsty!! Sleepytime!
It's Saturday and we loll about the hostel for the day, out in the back in the sun, everyone is wearing jeans and hoodys, I am in shorts and tshirts, I don't think I am used to the weather yet, though people who know me will know I don't wear much even in an Irish winter so night time in Perth is like the tropics for me! We get ready to go out, I am the first one ready as usual, even before the boys, I don't understand what takes people so long when they get ready for a night out, have shower, get dressed, brush hair, make up optional, ready no? Obviously not, it was all plucking eyebrows and all sorts. Hilarious!!
Three of us are Irish, two Scottish and 2 English, a nice mix, we wait in the train station for 40 mins, the boys are chucking "Goon" down their necks like there's no tomorrow, apparently this stuff makes your gums bleed, makes you vom blood and gives you the trots, not really my cup o cha but each to themselves!! We go to an Irish bar, pints are only $5.50 yahooo (In Melbourne it was up to $10 for a drink) I stick to the low carb Pure Blond, apparently a "flashpacker" drink as in Boost Juice (like Zumo or whatever and also tomatoes on the vine!!). I think I am just being healthy. The dude from the plane and his Oz mates come to the pub, we make a party yah (as one of the Germans said before we went out heehee!!).
I get taken to a rocker bar called Amplifier by the dude from the plane, we walk past a queue of about 700 people and I get lifted over the velvet rope by this beast of a bouncer, whats happening is one of the plane dudes mates bands plays in this place the whole time so we are getting in for free yay!!! Giant Stamp on arm and free booze yum yum!! How sad when there is free drink that my limit nowadays is about 5 bottles and that's a good night when I can fit that much in, I am happily swaying about with a hat on that I have no idea where it came from, dancing in my flip flops, taking 20 mins to queue for the toilet, I hate that!!
Then we go to a party, I am on the H20 as I am full to the brim of beer (yeah 5 bottles I am a lightweight or a cheap date depending on who's talking about me!! They all love us because we are Irish and they all have Irish Parents and the most bizarro accents in the world because of it. We talk pigeon Irish for their amusement it's actually quite funny!! We fall asleep on the couch in the house where there is a party, then the plane dude drops us back to the hostel the next day stopping of to show us some kangaroos, my first sighting, I was mildly disappointed, they were teeny but only cause they are city ones and not the ones in the bush.
We go for Fish and Chips in Freo that night, yum yum is all I am saying, fresh off the boat that day and with proper home made tartar sauce, that cured my hangover, not drinking beer again, my belly is not able for it at all, only red wine from now on and no goon (ever!!).
On Monday we go to the Aquarium, this takes three modes of transport to get to, well two but two trains and a bus to get there and the same back but it was worth it, sharks and they were giant, all the dangerous fish, moon jelly fish that look like aliens, manta rays that I got to touch and I got to touch starfish and it was the most bizarre feeling ever. We got to learn all about the dangerous fish which will be handy when I get to the barrier reef and then home for beans on toast.
I have devised a new hostel diet, weet-bix (yes weet bix not weetabix) for brekki, a boost juice for lunch and soup or salad for dinner, its the only way as cooking is driving me mental, there are two many people and not enough pots or pans and all the knives are blunt as fook and I like them sharper than sharp.
Tuesday we went to the Maritime Museum in Freo, my skirt blew up lots which was just delightful and we had icecream from Baskin Robbins on the beach, lovely.
Today it is raining and I am wearing shorts and everyone keeps asking me am I not cold, what is with that, it's not cold, it's just raining, I don't like to sweat, ever!
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Everywhere sucks compared to Melbourne.
Posted by: Destructor | April 23, 2008 5:49 AM
what!!! you were in melb and you didnt say hello!! im offended!!!!!
Posted by: lorraine skalicka | May 7, 2008 1:38 PM
oops... sorry.. should have noticed you were not matt hehe.
Posted by: lorraine skalicka | May 7, 2008 1:40 PM
Heehee!! No worries, I was there again on Saturday and then again yesterday but now I am in Cairns and its fookin roasting!! YAY!!
Posted by: Babs | May 8, 2008 4:55 AM