The First

Seeing as how this is the first time I've ever written a blog you'll have to excuse the fact that it will probably be shit...and full of mistakes...but hopefully it'll get better with time.

I've been keeping a note of my travels so far so I'm just going to write it word for word from the notebook I have until I pick up a certain style or whatever that's easiest for me, or easier to read. I'll do everything up to this point in this one part...since i can't be bothered working out how to use this properly yet. And I'm guessing if you're reading this you already know what the general craic is behind this trip. If not then me and my mate Darren are travelling around Australia on a sort of working holiday for about 4 months...that's the general idea.

Also, I may miss out certain..."activities" out that may be incriminating and could get me deported...not that I have or will be breaking any laws out here.

On tuesday 27th Aug me and Darren got the megabus down to Glasgow, it was the same as usual. We got to Glasgow, grabbed a carry out, played some Rock Band and watched Dead Man's Shoes. Good times.
Early up the next day to get to the airport. We got there in plenty of time but the flight was already delayed by 40 minutes. Then the fire alarm went off which made us a bit paranoid about missing our connecting flight in Dubai. Luckily though it didnt delay the flight anymore so we were sound. I met Danni in the airport and it turned out she was getting the same flight as me but she was going to Thailand. Random. So anyway the plane was awesome (you have to realise that I haven't been out of Europe before so I've only ever been on a flight for 4 hours max on Ryanair or some shite like that) Emirates kicks ass. I ended up watching "Son of Rambow" and "Kung Fu Panda." When we got to Dubai it was ridiculously hot, easily 35 celsius...thing is it was 1am by their time. Toasty. There was pretty much no waiting about since our flight was delayed to begin with so we got on the plane in no time. But then we were waiting around for ages because some old wifey was sick or something THEN one of the computers fucked up so we were delayed in total by like 2 and a half hours. So I had to phone home so they could phone the place we were meant to be staying to tell them we were going to be late. Bad times. We eventually made it, even though Darren almost got fucked going through customs even though neither of us had done anything wrong. He looked "nervous" and that was their excuse. So after getting screwed over by the taxi driver (over-charging and leaving us at the wrong hostel) we made it to the lodge at about 8pm Oz time (7 hours ahead of the UK in case you were wondering.)

I could get into a massive rant about this hostel but i'll save that for another post. So after dropping off our bags in our rooms we headed out and got a McDonald's...the burgers are almost identical but they coat the chips in salt. Disgust. We ended up in a "British pub" called "The Moon and Sixpence" which isn't too shabby. But it's like 5-6 pound a pint! Didn't get a very good sleep, I'm guessing it was jet lag haha. The next morning Dar got me up about 9.45. We had a Hungry Jacks for breakfast although im sure it's Burger King...then wandered about the park down by the river. I went to Swan Tour (which is a bit boring) but at least now i can say i've been there. Went back to "The Moon..." and got pretty drunk + the jet lag. We grabbed a carry out and after i'd had a short nap we stayed up til 1.30. I woke up at 8 the next morning...stupid jet lag. We wandered down to the river again and decided to go to King's Park. It took us a while but it was so worth it. Awesome view of most of Perth, amazing "water garden" and so beautiful. I went to the supermarket to stock up on cheap munch (Woolworths :S) which was intense. Tiny shop, so many people. Crashed out at like 8 that night. I reckon that was the end of my jet lag.