Stef and I decided to venture to Northbridge for New Years Eve and to get a feel for Perth
. Northbridge is the trendy area of Perth full of clubs, bars and sketchy folks. Our New Years Eve was quite a random night full of fireworks, sparklers, a broken bottle of wine, hitchhiking, a suspicious guy with a pole in the back of his car, sneaking into a club to avoid the $20 cover charge, late night Hawaiin Pizza, talking to random people, and a couple deep and meaningful conversations. The rest of our time in Northbridge was equally as random. We didn't do much sightseeing in Perth as there is not that much to see. We did manage to check out the art museum, Freemantle (another trendy university town), the Freemantle Prison, Freemantle Markets and a Pancake restaurant in Perth (gosh did I miss pancakes!). I also got my advanced scuba dive certification at Rottnest Island off Perth. This allows me to do deep dives (between 20 and 30 meters).
One of the best nights of my trip was in Northbridge at the Dean for salsa night. Stef and I went there with our Welsh friend Emma and Canadian friend Shannon. The place was packed and most people were surrounding the Bongo drum band which gave us a beat to dance to all night. The vibe was super chill and the beer was flowing from a waterfall that night. I met a very charming and attractive gentleman named Dave who was actually from the Perth area. We all ended up at the casino after the Dean where I bet nothing, thankfully. With Dave I went cliff jumping and tried to learn to surf the next day
. He took Stef and I out to the "Sunday Session" at the Ocean Beach Hotel after which we went to Clubbers (a very cool club with an awesome band). After Clubbers Avery decided it would be a good idea to run through industrial size sprinklers fully clothed at 3am on an open grassy field...and it was a good idea...truly a beautiful moment I will never forget.
After the sprinkler fun Dave and I decided to climb the rafters to investigate a house in construction. Little did we know that some destitute squatter lived there and screamed at us in a very eerie and raspy voice "Who is that? Get out of my f**king house." Dave and I decided it was a good idea to escape that situation quietly but fast.
Sadly my adventures with Dave and Perth soon came to an end as Stef and I traveled south of Perth to explore and Dave headed up to Broome to pursue a teaching job.
I eventually got sick of Susannah and the lack of activity in Rockingham so I decided to head a bit closer to Perth to check out Cottesloe Beach (a bustling town full of backpackers and a beautiful beach.) It is here where I met my good friend Stefanie Cooper (from Sydney). We spent Christmas Eve together on the beach which was all very surreal as it did not feel like Christmas one bit (except for the drunk guy riding his inflatable kangaroo Rudolph). Christmas day was spent on the beach lazing around, sleeping and observing how Australian families celebrate the day (usually involves an eski (cooler of beer and food), cricket and swimming)....all very different to the typical American Christmas of snow, carols, a real Christmas tree, a huge Christmas dinner, and unwrapping presents in the living room.