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Fate is a funny thing
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And so I'm in Sydney. I love Sydney. I love Australia. I've only been here 2 days but its great. The warm weather was a nice change after cold New Zealand and despite the lies my guidebook had told me its actually cheaper here than NZ, not the other way round.
I may start to live off sushi, I think its become my new favourite food. If only the smell of tuna didn't make Simon wretch I'd be eating it all the time.
I did think we might almost be homeless when we arrived cos Simon had arranged for us to stay in his friend's flat while they were back in Dublin for Christmas but he couldn't get hold of the girl we were meant to get the keys off. But he got them and so we are now proud squatters of a lush apartment with views of Sydney Opera House and the harbour. Our neighbours are prostitutes, there's brothels lining the street outside and bins to put your used needles in but all that just reminds me of where I used to live in London so I feel right at home. And of course its free, which is always nice.
We are sleeping on the floor but thats fine, since we're used to sleeping in a tent now so a floor is luxury. Sleeping in a bed actually feels wrong.
The lovely Nat who I met in Thailand in April and who is the reason I am here right now, came round for dinner last night and it was great to re-live memories of my failed diving attempts, vomiting underwater and of course, the Israeli guy on our course who reminded us of Mr Tumnus from The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe.
It's funny how neither of us would be doing what we're doing now if we hadn't met in April, and I think our lives have both taken a turn for the better because of it.
But anyway, I said I'd post the house rules we must abide by whilst living in Sydney, so here they are, as stolen from Simon's travelogue...
Mick and Nodlaig have been kind enough to let us use their apartment, since they've gone home for Xmas. Although he will undoubtedly threaten to sue me, here is the list of house rules Mick emailed me, complete with spelling errors:
1. No sleeping in my bed. In fact no doing anything in, under, above, around or anywhere within a 10m radius of my bed, there's no need to go in to my room. I have got a nice double bed air mattress for you and an electric pump.
N.B. the bed deflates in the middle of the night, hence the reason its not being used
2. Make sure you put the bin pout everyday. Actually don't use the bin we actually don't use it and it has become a bit of an ornament. Use a plastic bag all you have to do is put it down the shoot outside the apartment door.
3. If you're using the washing machine make sure you turn the taps on and put the outlet pipe into the sink. Make sure you turn off the taps after use.
4. Don't leave food lying about.
5. Don't put old food i.e pizza slices etc in the fridge just eat it or through it out.
6. Open the balcony door to let some air in and leave your smelly boots on the balcony.
7. Don't hang washing off the balcony. You can hang it on the close horse on the balcony. But the old busy bodies on the management committee go ape about washing being hung on the balcony.
We haven't done any washing, we still have clean pants left
8. Don't interfere in anyway with Nodlaig's teddys. She will KILL you.
9. No wearing my clothes (not that you will want to).
10. No wearing Nodlaigs clothes!
11. Keep the place clean.
I'll email you with the rest of the rules as I make them up
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