Well, like any other day on holiday, I got out of bed quite late and had missed my opportunity to go to the Friday practises of the Formula 1.
Instead I headed into the city and went to the gym. Nothing terribly interesting apart from the fact that the entrance to the gym was incredibly difficult to find and I spend ten minutes walking up and down stairs and around Melbourne central looking like a moron.
After the gym I grabbed a boost juice and proceeded to head home. Melbourne really is a great place to be. The weather was good, I was feeling healthy after a hard workout and walking through the city with my ipod playing Faith No More, I felt good. It’s a nice time to be me. With all the craziness of the past year, I had lost the pure enjoyment of travel and experiencing new and different things. With the big overseas move just around the corner, the fear of leaving what I am comfortable with has been replaced by excitement.
I jumped a tram and headed home. I needed to get ready for the Hawks versus cats game. A friend of Marnies, Rob, is a AFL member and had got me a ticket for the match. This was fantastic for two reasons. A) I got a free ticket. B) I had people to go with. Rob is a North Melbourne supporter and his mate, Marco is a Hawks supporter. The game was great fun. We all got a little too drunk but the final quarter was very exciting. I’m reasonably happy with going down by 8 pts to the best team in the league when we have 6 of our best 22 out through injury and a few others in the team that were underdone.
After the game, Rob and I made our way to Chapel street for Ali’s goodbye party. I went to uni with Ali but haven’t really seen her for the last 5 years. Hence it was kinda interesting that I was at her goodbye party. Ali is off to the UK so I will probably see her more there, than I ever have while she’s been in Melbourne.
Rob and I waited for Marnie to arrive only to receive a message that she was not going to be able to make it. Rob made his exit and then I said my goodbyes, made my way home and passed out drunk in bed. I woke up about 7am and got out of my clothes and got some real sleep.
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