Today was festival day. A free festival had been organized in the centre of Sydney expecting 250,000 people. I was to meet Mickey and his mates at the Shark Hotel for a $2 steak (they’re getting cheaper by the day) then off to the Domain Park for DJ Mr Scruff followed by Grace Jones!
I met Mike and Andy for lunch and watched a movie at they’re hostel. They were also going to the festival tonight so it should be a good one. After the movie I organized myself and packed my stuff ready to take to Mickey’s. 17:30 and I was in the Shark Hotel waiting for everyone. Two beers later, Mickey shows up followed by his mates followed by the rest of the party people. We picked up a carton (crate) of beer and off we went. We heard through the grapevine that security and police weren’t allowing alcohol to be taken into the festival so we split the beers and hid them by any means such as in pants or pockets. Mickey just put a jumper over his carton and held it in front of him, good effort! When we got in the festival, everyone had their own alcohol so we were probably laughed at by security and police.
We met up with Mickey’s other mates who had been there all day and they had a good spot. An Aussie band were playing and were really good. They were playing Ska/Funk/Jazz music with brilliant musicians. With trees shielding us to the left and skyscrapers to the right, it was amazing being at a free festival in the middle of a great city. With massive fruit bats coming out of the trees as the sun starts to set, people of all ages mixing together and partying together I was loving it and dedicated more drinks to my Grandad.
Mr Scruff came on and he played some good tunes but his set was a bit boring. Grace Jones put on a fantastic show afterwards. I’ve always wanted to see her live and she lived up to my expectations. She’s a great performer and artist plus I’ve never seen a 60 year old where a G-string before and look good! At the end of her set, she got loads of random people from the crowd up on stage which I thought made her show even better.
Walking the streets of Sydney at the end, everyone was on a high. We met up with Mickey’s sister Elle and some others before heading to Bondi. Elle was dancing on a wall then slipped and sprained her ankle. She was in a lot of pain and passed out because of it. Mickey ran off to get medical help. As we waited, I quickly popped to the porta-loos. As I was relieving myself from all the beer I had consumed, a black spider the size of my palm was on the wall in front of me. I was literally pissing myself, he didn’t look very friendly and if he jumped, his landing strip would be my man hood! Telling myself “Quick, quick, quick!” I really didn’t want to run out weeing down my leg screaming like a little girl due to a possible life threatening spider crawling around my genitals. I left the porta-loo more relieved than I have ever done in my life. I’m not afraid of spiders but one’s that could kill definitely scare me.
Elle was strapped to a stretcher and was taken to hospital. The rest of us when to Townhall station to get the train to Bondi Junction. We got a cab from there to Coogee rather than Bondi Beach. We couldn’t get into the Palace so off to Coogee Bay Hotel. It took about 2 hours to get form the festival to Coogee so after a couple of beers me, Sarah and Mickey’s mate Richo went back to hers. It was a nice walk back at about 2am with the fresh coastal breeze. Mickey wasn’t with us as he was working his magic with a girl in the bar we were at. We got to sleep at about 4/5am and up early to get to my hostel to check out by 10am. Mickey kindly offered to give me a lift to get my stuff which was very welcomed.
Friday, 3 April 2009
Friday, 27 March 2009
09/01/09
Like most days, I caught some rays in Hyde Park having some lunch, went to the gym then got ready to go out. But today was different. After the gym, I had a few missed calls from a withheld number and some voicemail messages which could only mean one thing, bad news.
The voicemails were from my mum trying to get hold of me. She sounded very upset on the phone explaining that my Grandad (her dad) had passed away. She didn’t want to let me know via voicemail but I’ve always said to let me know by any means as I’d get the next possible flight home. Felling very upset as I was close to Cliff but I knew he was in the best place now because he was slowly becoming very ill. Straight to the pay phone, I called home. My mum answered and it very emotional to talk to her, we both knew Cliff would pass away soon but obviously didn’t know when. The plans then started as to when I should come home and how long for etc. I didn’t want to leave straight after the funeral so I thought a month would be a good idea. Looking at the Internet, British Airways seemed the cheapest and I wasn’t in the mood to shop around. Monday 12th at 16:35 was my flight on BA16. I was moving out of my current hostel to Bondi so I wondered if I could crash at someone else’s instead to safe me the hassel. I asked Mickey and he was more than happy to help me out. I managed to cancel YHA at Bondi without a charge too.
I thought I would celebrate Grandad’s life tonight taking advantage of happy hour (£3.50 a beer) and having lots of fun. We were waiting for Andy until about half 10 when we could see a blonde, smiling Mohawk walking our way. Let the party start!
Many toasts were made to Clifford Randall with the lads and lass’s in Side Bar. Everyone was sad to hear that I was leaving but totally understood. We had a laughs while Andy tried joining in with couples groping each other on sofa’s/beds on the side of Side Bar. The night ended late after trying to start and win dance competitions which I’m sure were terrible to watch but great to participate in.
On the way back to the hostel I reminisced Grandad’s life and spending time with him. He was a very happy laid back man who was very caring. Although old fashioned, he had his head screwed on and loved to joke around. He will be sadly missed and remembered for as long as I live!
The voicemails were from my mum trying to get hold of me. She sounded very upset on the phone explaining that my Grandad (her dad) had passed away. She didn’t want to let me know via voicemail but I’ve always said to let me know by any means as I’d get the next possible flight home. Felling very upset as I was close to Cliff but I knew he was in the best place now because he was slowly becoming very ill. Straight to the pay phone, I called home. My mum answered and it very emotional to talk to her, we both knew Cliff would pass away soon but obviously didn’t know when. The plans then started as to when I should come home and how long for etc. I didn’t want to leave straight after the funeral so I thought a month would be a good idea. Looking at the Internet, British Airways seemed the cheapest and I wasn’t in the mood to shop around. Monday 12th at 16:35 was my flight on BA16. I was moving out of my current hostel to Bondi so I wondered if I could crash at someone else’s instead to safe me the hassel. I asked Mickey and he was more than happy to help me out. I managed to cancel YHA at Bondi without a charge too.
I thought I would celebrate Grandad’s life tonight taking advantage of happy hour (£3.50 a beer) and having lots of fun. We were waiting for Andy until about half 10 when we could see a blonde, smiling Mohawk walking our way. Let the party start!
Many toasts were made to Clifford Randall with the lads and lass’s in Side Bar. Everyone was sad to hear that I was leaving but totally understood. We had a laughs while Andy tried joining in with couples groping each other on sofa’s/beds on the side of Side Bar. The night ended late after trying to start and win dance competitions which I’m sure were terrible to watch but great to participate in.
On the way back to the hostel I reminisced Grandad’s life and spending time with him. He was a very happy laid back man who was very caring. Although old fashioned, he had his head screwed on and loved to joke around. He will be sadly missed and remembered for as long as I live!
08/01/09
Passed couple of nights were spent chillaxing. But tonight I was off to Side Bar to meet Mike and a couple of others. It was a good night but noticed the DJ liked to play the same tunes in pretty much the same order which got annoying. I’m looking forward to tomorrow when Andy is back from his photo shoot in Victoria (He’s a body boarder sponsored by Billabong). I got home about 3am after trying some sausage rolls at an all night food establishment next to Central Station, yum yum!
06/01/09
I was in an Internet café which was part of a 24 hour convenience store burning some more mix CDs. Finally I found somewhere that was fast and cheap. Only $4 and hour which beat FedEx office services which charged $4 a minute! I was chatting to Sammie on facebook and she said she would be at Mickey’s later and pick up the mix CDs if I went over. “Hell yeah!” I said. She also said if I send her details of what I wanted on the face of the CD, she would print some labels out at her work which is amazing. My hand writing is terrible so I sent the details over to her straight away.
I got to Mickey’s about 18:30 and Sammie was already there with 6 pages of labels and logos which was fantastic. I gave her the CDs and she went. The Aussie’s are great, helpful people, I’ve only met Sammie once and she’s putting herself out for me. Me and Mickey went to Coogee Beach for some food. Five-O bar offers a $5 steak so that was all good. We ended up crashing Sarah’s date which was a bit of a laugh. Following the lovely steak we headed over to The Palace which is a three floor pub/bar/club right on the beach front.
I got to Mickey’s about 18:30 and Sammie was already there with 6 pages of labels and logos which was fantastic. I gave her the CDs and she went. The Aussie’s are great, helpful people, I’ve only met Sammie once and she’s putting herself out for me. Me and Mickey went to Coogee Beach for some food. Five-O bar offers a $5 steak so that was all good. We ended up crashing Sarah’s date which was a bit of a laugh. Following the lovely steak we headed over to The Palace which is a three floor pub/bar/club right on the beach front.
05/01/09
Another really hot day and off to my favorite Café on Campbell Street I went to meet D. As I don’t have my laptop, it was really nice of her to let me burn loads of CDs. 25 CDs later and I’m ready to rip up the dance floors when DJ work comes my way. I’ll burn some more CDs once I find a place that does it cheap. A nice chilled evening for me this evening which was much needed.
04/01/09
Mickey’s BBQ in Clovelly (eastern suburbs) was brilliant. His flat had a view of the sea and a great view of the city. I met some more Aussie’s who loved to call me “Pom” or “Pomey”. They didn’t enjoy my reply of “convicts” much though. I got talking to Sammie who’s mates with Mickey flat mate Sarah. She said she knows some people who run a bar and a club in the area and they might be able to sort me out DJ work, good job I arranged to burn some cds with D tomorrow. I was up until about 3am dressing up in stupid outfits and drinking lots of beer. I stayed at Mickey’s and got the train back to Central after I had some sleep. Best to have a chilled one this evening!
Thursday, 5 March 2009
03/01/09
I’m glad I’m keeping this diary because all the days on my trip so far are merging into one. Tonight definitely has to be a quiet one but Mike is 19 today, Miss Crazy D (Unknown FM DJ) is coming to meet me and Mickey and Dana are going to be in Side Bar at 8pm so it seems like another good night is on the cards.
It was good to meet up with D. Mike had a good birthday too. We stayed in Side Bar until the end then went to an Irish dudes apartment down the road. About 10 of us were in a posh lift and went up a few floors, probably the smoothest and nicest lift I’ve ever been in. The apartment was really big with loads of people here there and everywhere. 15 people were living there but it only had 3 rooms, I guess it brings the rent down.
I’m not too sure what time I got back to the hostel, but I know it wasn’t early. Straight to sleep for me as Mickey invited me to his BBQ this afternoon.
It was good to meet up with D. Mike had a good birthday too. We stayed in Side Bar until the end then went to an Irish dudes apartment down the road. About 10 of us were in a posh lift and went up a few floors, probably the smoothest and nicest lift I’ve ever been in. The apartment was really big with loads of people here there and everywhere. 15 people were living there but it only had 3 rooms, I guess it brings the rent down.
I’m not too sure what time I got back to the hostel, but I know it wasn’t early. Straight to sleep for me as Mickey invited me to his BBQ this afternoon.
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