So I've come to the conclusion that although I love my country and my family and everything else about Canada but I got screwed out of an australian childhood. Rainy and I went to the beach the other day (Friday the 8th) equipped with boogie boards and determination... and got our asses served to us via pounding surf. Lol Rainey even took her boogie board to the face, I on the other hand came to the conclusion (and I'm sure that half of southern Sydney would agree based on my performance..) That a two piece of any kind isn't appropriate for actually playing in the water, although I think my pasty bum is a little tanner as a result of all my crack-revealing wipeouts. We lasted about an hour and a half and were totally exhausted and this was just boogie boarding I'm a little concerned about our surf lesson... So we are sitting on the beach laughing at how ridiculous we are (and spitting out salt water) and there's this kid probably about 10 years old or so and he's a pro boogie boarder, we are completley jealous, he's zipping in and out of the chute and we really just want to keep our butt cheeks in our swim suits is that really too much to ask?!?!?! Alas that's why all these australians are buff but look out because there will be a time when I'm able to ride in on a styrofoam board on my stomach without ingesting half of the ocean.
That night we went out to the pub with a whole slew of irish people OMG fun like no bodies business met lots of people, the comedian thought Rainy and I were heckling him... Crazy bastard just had no act so he thought he'd pick on the tourists we bought him a drink and then decided to leave that area of the bar, and spent the rest of the night drinking and dancing. Even the hostel owner was there for quite a while. Rainey went drunk dialing and I stuck around and carried on in a truly fantastic effort to hold my own. However holding my own is expensive and I think that it would have been a little more financially prudent to have just given in although my Canadian pride would have suffered.... Needless to say Saturday was a quiet day of rest and puttsing around we went to one of the markets in Sydney and met this nice girl who lives in london but she's originally from LA, we hung out with her for the afternoon and then parted ways after exchanging emails. Today is Sunday here and we've moved hostels to downtown Sydney, and I feel like a dinosaur!! All the other hostel guests are about 18... maybe a few 20 year olds but we're only gonna be here for a little while, I think when I'm, travelling on my own I'm gonna have to stick with the smaller hostels, they seem to cater more to the older crowd. Tomorrow we go to the blue mountains for a bunch of hiking and sightseeing then on Tuesday it's off on the OZ tour and surf camp is first on the list gonna learn how to surf (or at least the fundamentals so I can work hard not to drown). They give you big squishy boards so Rainey's face should be fine :) And I promise that I'm gonna break out the one piece suit for this venture... the land down under could definatley do with less viewing of my down under...
until next time love you all and toodles
~Jess
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