RIP Felicity and Back to Sydney
Trip Start Nov 29, 2012
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This involved making the difficult decision to finally leave Melbourne behind, and with it, my beloved Felicity. After the major fail of driving 400 miles with a collapsed wheel bearing last weekend, I didn’t hold out much hope that she would make it to Sydney and so, with a heavy heart, sold her the day before I left Melbourne
After booking a last minute ticket, Friday morning dawned and with a somewhat heavy heart, boarded the twelve hour train to Sydney. I loved Melbourne and was sad to bid farewell to my newly adopted hometown, the people, the culture, the architecture. But as the train pulled away I kept telling myself that I came to Aus to travel and to see as much as I possibly could. Luckily for me, after the bogan fail of my last Australian train ride, I was fortunate enough to be sat next to a rather chatty bloke called Ben who worked as a cartoonist for a living! He showed me some of his sketchbooks which were amazing and even drew a caricature of me! Having someone to talk to made the journey go much quicker and before long, I’d completely forgotten about Melbourne and was excited about my latest adventure!
I arrived in Sydney with a huge grin on my face, despite the dead tonne weight of my backpack. The first thing that hit me when I stepped onto the platform was the muggy, dampness in the air, the heat was staggering! The hostel I was staying at was in Glebe in the North West of the city. A quiet little suburb, it was leafy and the roads were lined with quaint little coffee bars and bookshops.
The minute I walked through the gate however, I knew instantly that things were going to be a little bit different round here. I was greeted by large groups of people huddled round tables smoking and laughing like deranged hyenas. I duly ignored them and trudged up to my dorm, which to be fair, was quite cosy with three other beds. I got chatting to my roomates, one girl Fran was a nurse from Bolton and the other a German girl with a buzzcut who only arrived in Aus a couple of weeks ago. The only bed left was in the top bunk and despite the fact I was convinced I would fall unceremoniously out of it, felt a bit like a spider monkey clambering up the ladder and had flashbacks about being a little kid again! Needless to say, the minute my head hit the pillow, I was out of it!
Felicity, you will be sadly missed :(