Jim + Panni's excellent adventure

Trip Start Aug 22, 2006
Trip End May 13, 2007

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Saturday, January 27, 2007

Right FIRST!! Before everyone starts going on with the old 'WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS ABOUT'??!! I just need to add that this particular chapter is all about when Panni came to Oz to catch up with yours truly and see why exactly Irish and Chinese students get stuck in Sydney with no money and why Aussie's harp on about Sydney deserving to be the true capital of Australia - hmmm.

Panni flew in on Monday 15th January and I went to meet up with her at Sydney Airport... AT 6:30 in morning!! Unreal, I could barely keep my eyes open. Thank God for coffee and Expresso's. Where would I be without them, but it wasn't easy ordering. Allow me to explain.

Australian's have no concept of what coffee is. Ask for a coffee, and you may be lucky to get 'instant'. Ask for a tall black coffee, and you get something the size of your home water tank served in a stupidly oversized coffee mug (Americans would be proud). Ask for a skinny mocha and you get a strange look. Ask for a small coffee and you get the following:

"Ok sir, but did you know its very small. In fact, its a shot"!

Yes one would reply, "get on with it". See the problem is they don't know what an Expresso is nor an Americano, Skinny Mocha, Cappacino or English tea at that. No kidding folks, this country is quite simply quite simple. They are quirky with their names, 'Wipper-Snapper', Wolloomooloo, Red-Back Spider, Black Bush, Blue Mountain, White Beach, Brown Snake, Tall (as your house) black coffee; yet they can't understand European names of coffee nor any idea of latin expressions or actual names of anything else!! Nil Desperandum.

But (bless them) I try. Christ knows how they handle medicine or medical books. 'Arse muscle, back of the leg-hammie, todger and jibba-jabba jaw'. I've know idea...

Ah heck you've got me started. RIGHT NEW GAME!! HONEST. If anyone is reading this chapter and wishes to come to Sydney YOU MUST!!! DO THIS!!! READ ON...

Go to the next minor road (and make a note of the name). Then walk 5 yards past the road sign and stop a cab. ANY! ANY TAKE YOUR PIC. I SWEAR THIS WORKS. Ask the cab for directions to this street, and he'll look completely confused. He'll even deny that the A-Z next to him wedged between the passenger seat and his handbrake is an A-Z and in fact is a magic book of spells. 
Yes, mind the humble white taxis. I had a row with a cabbie out here cause he wouldn't give me and 6 women directions to a street when lost at 11 at night (turned out the street was only 20 feet away from where we were) even with an A-Z next to him. All cabs are the same. They are pretty bad indeed. Its odd to think, driving around town is their job??!! We'd have better luck finding true north than getting from A-B in Sydney via taxi. You've been warned. 

Go to London, stop a black cab and ask. They'll give an option of four ways of getting to the destination, a break down of the latest sports signings, why Ken Livingston should be shot, their life's story of driving cabs and why elasticated jeans and nose hair are not for old men but a new craze for middle aged seasoned gents. How true

So I digress. Panni came to Sydney on Monday and thanks to getting a FANTASTIC shot of coffee (or an Expresso to you and me) I was able to meet the poor girl.

The week was spent with Panni getting over jetlag, and me introducing her to Sydney's nightlife, my colleagues from CocaCola and house parties. Plus trips out to chinatown and shops.

The second week I had off work, and we were able to hire a car (this was a handy little number - a Toyota Corolla), and we drove to the blue mountains twice (once to get timetables for a trip down the blue mountains - the second to walk them). We went also 250km's south of Sydney to Jervis Bay to enjoy the white plush beaches plus onwards to Sydney's Zoo!!

Well check out the piccies. Most of them are very girly (I apologies - no hard core man shots here folks) however I hope to catch up with this often hungry hungarian very soon.

Adios Muchachos!!


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