We hit the town in style last night to celebrate Sophie's completion of her exam (aussie equivalent of the MCATs). Sophie's Nick's girlfriend and she's pretty much the best. Beautiful couple! Her older (not by much) sis was there. Her name's Sarah and we're kindred - our conversation quickly turned from idle chat to things like 90210 and HSM!
We had a lovely spread at Soph's before hitting the town. Her parents came over and we all chatted and ate on her awesome little porch. I had a few secret shots (that were actually secrets!) before sipping some bubbly rosé (pink, not cheap) and gin and tonics. So once Papa had his proverbial wastey-pants on, the party got started.
First stop, Iguana Bar. Um, since when did three double g&ts cost $48!??!! Insane! Anyway, we sat under a picture of Celine Dion and took some lifestyle shots before hitting the dancefloor, which quickly filled up after we got on it. Yadda yadda yadda, pat danced with a middle aged lady the size of a dwarf and we moved on.
Hamish, Soph and Sarah's lil bro, and Pat's old homestay Tom joined us for Empire. This is where things get a little blurry. I remember having a drink with Sarah then I remember A LOT of solo dancing. Next thing I know I'm walking out of the club, alone, and on to the crowded streets of Kings Cross. My stamp had sweated off, so when I realized that i shouldn't be just sitting on a strange curb alone, I couldn't get back in. The big bouncers would not have any of my supposed shenanigans. It was bizarre. I had $10 and a rough idea of how to get back to Neutral Bay, but I didn't want to have to do that. Luckily Sarah and Hamish emerged from the crowd and escorted me back to Soph's where I took one look at her bed (which she and Nick were sleeping in) and I collapsed. Apparently it was 4:30. Soph recalls that on our way to dreamland Nick was repeating "Patrick's dead" and I would respond "He's not dead, he's just lost." We were worried for the poor soul, but knew he would turn up eventually.
I woke up to a wonderful breakfast of fresh squeezed juice and popsicles! I am still hung over.
Turns out Patrick and I shared similar fates last night. He too, was escorted from the bar and was refused re-entry. Contemplating the walk (or run) back to Neutral Bay didn't last too long as Tom's crew came and swept him up and took him to their home. Where he partook in a topless swimming party. Can you just imagine if we'd both gone back to Neutral Bay, with no keys or money, and slept on the lawn. At least we'd have each other.
The night was topped off with a trip to Nick's godmother Julie's home for a family BBQ. GREAT food, wonderful drinks and just good times had by all.
Another BBQ next weekend at the Cobbs'. Should be wonderful!
t.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Day 6
Hey folks!
Nothing huge has progressed since our last post, as we spend our days buying and eating fresh veggies, doing yoga, walking around and hitting the beach. Tans are really coming along!
Trips North and South, as well as jobs, are on the horizon. Also an appearance by none other than Hin Ka Wong himself! But other than that our schedules are wiiiiiide open!
Any ideas for hobbies??
Stay fresh!
t.
Nothing huge has progressed since our last post, as we spend our days buying and eating fresh veggies, doing yoga, walking around and hitting the beach. Tans are really coming along!
Trips North and South, as well as jobs, are on the horizon. Also an appearance by none other than Hin Ka Wong himself! But other than that our schedules are wiiiiiide open!
Any ideas for hobbies??
Stay fresh!
t.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Day Three
Telly here. We've finally found a place where we can get some wireless on my laptop, so our few posts are up.
The plane ride yesterday was amazing! A couple dips and sharp turns over Sydney Harbour was a perfect way to welcome us into Australia.
Today the weather is significantly worse and it may rain any moment. But Nick's got the day off so we're going to make the absolute most of it. We're off to Newtown, where I can hopefully find some hilarious vintage postcards. If not, some regular funny ones will have to do.
No plans for tonight, but I am sure good times will be had. Pat and I are thinking more about when and where we're going to peel out of Syndey. The rest of this country is calling our names, and as all Yes Men know, we must heed that call.
The plane ride yesterday was amazing! A couple dips and sharp turns over Sydney Harbour was a perfect way to welcome us into Australia.
Today the weather is significantly worse and it may rain any moment. But Nick's got the day off so we're going to make the absolute most of it. We're off to Newtown, where I can hopefully find some hilarious vintage postcards. If not, some regular funny ones will have to do.
No plans for tonight, but I am sure good times will be had. Pat and I are thinking more about when and where we're going to peel out of Syndey. The rest of this country is calling our names, and as all Yes Men know, we must heed that call.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Picture It, 9:00pm
Me and Patrick, sipping red wine, still listening to the crickets and Elton. Wishing we had more sashimi. Now who’s jealous?
Picture It, 8:30pm
Me and Patrick, sipping lemon water, listening to Elton John’s greatest hits and the crickets outside the window, all while playing backgammon with bellies full of sashimi.
Jealous?
Jealous?
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Arrival
Kousman says:
We have arrived!!! About 12 hours ago we landed in hot and sunny Sydney Australia and we are the better for it! The flight was great really: we chatted and played games for about the first two hours, slept for the next 10 and watched our respective entertainment programs (Pat – No Country For Old Men, Me – The Simpsons & Jamie At Home) for the last two. The always wonderful and charming Nicholas Cobb picked us up and we made our way to our brand new home – Neutral Bay, New South Wales! This is a beautiful neighbourhood, great residential architecture, plenty of shops close by and only a short drive (or a great fitness walk) from Sydney’s downtown core. We walked EVERYWHERE today!! Well maybe not everywhere (we didn’t get to Newtown, the alleged “vintage clothes” district, if you know what I mean) but we definitely got our feel for the lay of the land. Nick has graciously opened up his (FANTASTIC) flat to us for the majority of our trip, so I am yet again reminded of the relentless and seemingly boundless generosity of the growing catalogue of wonderful friends I have around the world. His roommate, Clémont is not here because he’s working. What does he do, you ask? Oh, well he works for the richest man in Australia. He is the chief steward on his yacht. No. I am not lying. Tomorrow Nick’s sister Justine’s ex-boyfriend, the pilot, is going to take us all up in an airplane to see Sydney Harbour as the birds do. It’s a tough life.
And for those of you who are interested in our strange LOST-related occurrences, our flight number was 108. Think about it…
Connzo here:
Hello and Kudos to you all!
This is my first official blog-related post. It both doth excite and intrigue me. Telly has so succinctly reviewed our first day in what appears to be a true paradise. We were blessed with high temperatures and sunny skies as we embarked on an Australian-style walk-about throughout Sydney’s bustling districts. We stopped only to buy ridiculously colored retro-style shorts, which I believed would come in handy throughout the trip. We finished the afternoon in one of Neutral Bay’s many parks “fitnessing,” which in this case involved the tossing the ol’ circular disc around. We proceeded to the local grocer to purchase locally grown fowl, which we paired with an $8 Shiraz. Stories were passed across the table, which told of great times past and exciting times to come. We now look forward to a bright shorts-filled trip that contains hints of both ridiculousness and extreme frivolity.
We have arrived!!! About 12 hours ago we landed in hot and sunny Sydney Australia and we are the better for it! The flight was great really: we chatted and played games for about the first two hours, slept for the next 10 and watched our respective entertainment programs (Pat – No Country For Old Men, Me – The Simpsons & Jamie At Home) for the last two. The always wonderful and charming Nicholas Cobb picked us up and we made our way to our brand new home – Neutral Bay, New South Wales! This is a beautiful neighbourhood, great residential architecture, plenty of shops close by and only a short drive (or a great fitness walk) from Sydney’s downtown core. We walked EVERYWHERE today!! Well maybe not everywhere (we didn’t get to Newtown, the alleged “vintage clothes” district, if you know what I mean) but we definitely got our feel for the lay of the land. Nick has graciously opened up his (FANTASTIC) flat to us for the majority of our trip, so I am yet again reminded of the relentless and seemingly boundless generosity of the growing catalogue of wonderful friends I have around the world. His roommate, Clémont is not here because he’s working. What does he do, you ask? Oh, well he works for the richest man in Australia. He is the chief steward on his yacht. No. I am not lying. Tomorrow Nick’s sister Justine’s ex-boyfriend, the pilot, is going to take us all up in an airplane to see Sydney Harbour as the birds do. It’s a tough life.
And for those of you who are interested in our strange LOST-related occurrences, our flight number was 108. Think about it…
Connzo here:
Hello and Kudos to you all!
This is my first official blog-related post. It both doth excite and intrigue me. Telly has so succinctly reviewed our first day in what appears to be a true paradise. We were blessed with high temperatures and sunny skies as we embarked on an Australian-style walk-about throughout Sydney’s bustling districts. We stopped only to buy ridiculously colored retro-style shorts, which I believed would come in handy throughout the trip. We finished the afternoon in one of Neutral Bay’s many parks “fitnessing,” which in this case involved the tossing the ol’ circular disc around. We proceeded to the local grocer to purchase locally grown fowl, which we paired with an $8 Shiraz. Stories were passed across the table, which told of great times past and exciting times to come. We now look forward to a bright shorts-filled trip that contains hints of both ridiculousness and extreme frivolity.
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