Grand Hotel Melbourne - A Member of the MGallery Collection
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... go anywhere but Vicky joined Jess to watch her play basketball. Vicky herself had to wait for Thursday for to play as Lyndal plays netball for a team just down the road and they needed a player. They were unfortunately a player down for the game so we're on the receiving end of a score line similar to what I had at football. That wasn't our only exercise for the week though as we took advantage of a true spring weekend in Australia's second city. The weather was a warm ...
... left the toilet had to go back in its place. The toilet travelled almost 14000 klm and was not used once. The box it came in finally succumbed to the constant man handling, fell apart and now lives in Alice Springs. The toilet is now for sale or free to a good home! Thanks to all of you that read and posted on our blog (Kath probably a little too much) and made our trip even more enjoyable! ...
... Week one involved a welcome to all exchange students we were all gathered in a large lecture theatre, given diaries and a wealth of information, and were presented with essential information for both Melbourne life and ...
Well this morning I got up super early to check out of my Melbourne hostel and my tour bus picked me up. There are 12 people on the tour and it seems like a really good group. One girl, Sarah and I have hit it off pretty well and turns out she used the same travel agent and is doing the exact same tours as I am! Sarah is from Switzerland and is only 20- side note, in the backpacker world I am old! :( we do have an older ...
... So naturally, I become a panicking, squawking mess as I shuffle my way towards duty-free, transfixed by the minute hand on my wrist which is currently indicating a boarding time of fifteen minutes ago. Cue frustrated tears...some pleading with people in the queue, some pleading with security who tell me to get back in my place.
Boarding shuts in ten minutes. I am twentieth-ish in the queue.
"Excuse me, sorry, let these guys past, they're ...