Mindlessless in Sydney
The very next thing I did after that last post was to get up and walk out the door in search of coffee and food. The moment I closed the door I realised I had no keys. My flat mate was still away in the country and I was locked out. My ability to turn a difficult moment into a farce astounds me. I was tired and delirious and all I wanted was a shower and my bed. So I had to stay up and awake until 7pm when T came home. I made my way through the throngs of pilgrims on the street to the comfort of the three bears house. Thanks to the boys for providing the company and couch and vodka to prolong the day in amused drunkenness. By that stage I had been awake since 1am Sydney time after 1.5hrs sleep in Christchurch, at the tail end of 9 days in a campervan. Right now its 715am Monday - I woke up without having set my alarm just too late to make it to my train and get to work on time. This is gonna be a great week, I can smell it. Oh no that's just me. I better get in the shower.