The Promised Land
Trip Start Sep 05, 2005
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Cold and shivering, yet burning up with a fever I slowly devoured the terrible chicken sandwich they offered and set about scanning the movies to see what was available. 60 movie channels and not one I would even consider watching. They had the entire Russell Crowe back catalogue, I'm not kidding, and a load of arty crap films. The only film I contemplated watching was Chinese which says a lot about Hollywood at the moment. Singapore airlines best in the world my arse.
Luckily the collection of comedy shows more than made up for the disappointment of the movies. Sat around watching a few episodes of Family Guy and Frasier until trying to fall into the land of nod and failing miserably. Dave slipped into a valium induced coma, which I wouldn't be taking again for a while, and I tried in vain to sleep in the uncomfortable seats.
I didn't really see the point in trying to sleep on this flight as I knew we would be woken by the Nazi like air stewardesses at some ungodly time anyway. It was only a 7 hour flight and as I expected we were woken at 3am Singapore time, 6am Sydney time, for breakfast. I checked the flight path on the TV and we were directly above Uluru (Ayer's Rock) and I excitedly threw open the window hatch to get a glimpse. Absolutely nothing there. A thin layer of mist obscuring everything which I have to say left me a little disappointed, especially as it was gone 10 minutes later. Good views of the endless desert after though all the way for the next 3 hours to Sydney where it suddenly became green everywhere.
I expected Sydney customs to be a nightmare. There is a huge list of items you aren't allowed to bring into the country such as dirty shoes (which I had in my backpacker), food (left the Pringles on the plane, although they are questionable food) and wooden items. Managed to get stamped in no worries, even though I got incredibly frustrated with the huge Chinese group (CITS god damn them) who insisted on checking in together and pushing through the line. Got my 1 year work visa stamp placed in my passport and breezed though the scanning machines. I was finally on the hallowed turf of Australia.
No idea where to go though! Figured the train would be easiest but couldn't figure it out so headed outside to find a bus. Stood around like lemons for 30mins waiting for the share bus and finally arrived in our backpacker road, Kings Cross. The Cross is a delightful area filled with travel agents, pubs, clubs and strip clubs, but it also houses the majority of the backpacker hostels and I was quite pleased with our choice.
Original backpackers sounded really good in the good book (LP, new bible) and on first inspection seems like it'll do fine for however long we happen to be here. Sure it is more expensive than the others in the area ($25/night) but has lots of atmosphere and loads of people. I like it here.
Spent the rest of the day sleeping....all day. The flight had knackered me out and I really needed to sleep off the fever. It was only quiz night tonight so I decided I could miss that and go to sleep early instead, hopefully feeling better in the morning.