Today just wasn't my day. Made me think Friday the 13th had arrived.
Woke up early and checked out of our hostel in the morning, before catching the shuttle to the airport for our flight to Auckland. The shuttle ride costs us 7.5 bucks. I'm fast running out of cash. Think I will try selling Darryl away soon.
Check in was early at the airport, so we just lounged around the place and took some pictures of airplanes taking off and landing. It was during this time that I made the biggest mistake of the trip so far. I deleted my skydiving video on my cam by mistake. DAMN. I'm still pissed now. I probably should go skydive again.
Our plane took us to Weliington for a 10min stop over, before heading on towards Auckland. We arrived in the City of Sails at approximately 1.30pm. Hired a shuttle to our hostel, and realised that the fare costs us 13 dollars. Damn shuttle drivers make big bucks. Anyway, we checked into the Fat Camel again, but this time they had no twin room. Images of sharing a bed with Darryl flashed across my mind again, and I hurriedly asked if there were dorms available. Luckily there was. Unfortunately, they allocated us to a dorm with only guys in it. Gary, an Irish, and another Canadian guy whose name I couldn't catch, were sleeping in the dorm when we made our appearance. We struck up conversation, and found out that all 'ang-moh' guys were really horny. Gary professed that he likes Asians, especially Thais. Well I guess Asian girls like white men too. After all, they are better endowed as compared to their Asian counterparts. Heh.
Went to the Sky Tower after dumping our stuff on our beds. There, we entered the casino, and tried our luck at 'Da Xiao'. We only bet 20 bucks though. Our wallets cannot afford more. Anyway, we lost it all as expected. Damn casinos are rigged, I tell you.
Dinner was instant noodles and canned sardine, followed by the free meal the hostel served. I'm getting thinner by the day. Soon an Ethiopan native would look more nourished than I do. After dinner, we spent the rest of the night at the lounge playing pool and watching tv. Met Gary and the Canadian on their way to a stripbar. Some friends they are, not inviting us to go along. Chatted with a German student, Chris, and learnt that most German travellers are actually university students having their last bit of fun before they start their term. Rather like us, I must say. Waited for Gary and his friend to come back and invite us along to the show at the bar, but gave up at 12am. And then, it was back to bed.
16.07.2004
Dinner was instant noodles and canned sardine, followed by the free meal the hostel served. I'm getting thinner by the day. Soon an Ethiopan native would look more nourished than I do. After dinner, we spent the rest of the night at the lounge playing pool and watching tv. Met Gary and the Canadian on their way to a stripbar. Some friends they are, not inviting us to go along. Chatted with a German student, Chris, and learnt that most German travellers are actually university students having their last bit of fun before they start their term. Rather like us, I must say. Waited for Gary and his friend to come back and invite us along to the show at the bar, but gave up at 12am. And then, it was back to bed.
16.07.2004
I woke up late today. Really really late. In fact, it was time for lunch when I opened my eyes to the light peeking in through the blinds. We washed up and changed, leaving the still sleeping Gary and his Canadian friend behind. Headed to the Sky Tower for an all-you-can-eat 'yum cha' lunch at the chinese restaurant. The food was the best I had since the start of the trip. I loved the sago in milk, and I was about to carry the whole pot back to my table, when I realised that someone else had beat me to it, for the bowl was missing. Damn. The waitresses there were really cute though.
Made our way towards the Harbour Bridge. Along the way, we stopped at Victoria Market where we bought some more cheap souveniers to appease our greedy friends back home. Saw ALOT of jap students in their typical mini skirt and knee high socks outfit. Wow. Approached 3 of them for a photo, luckily they didn't mind taking pictures with stupid sex-crazed tourists. Hehheh. Got a temporary tattoo too. For a henna tattoo, it was pretty expensive. And some moron brushed against my arm while the henna was still wet, smearing the end of it. Growl.
We spent an hour just trying to find our way to the Harbour Bridge, which was way bigger than what we saw in Sydney. During our long walk, the bridge in the distance never seemed to get any closer. Upon reaching its base, we came to realise how big the whole structure was actually. Just imagine 5 Benjamin Sheares bridges linked end to end, and you will have a rough idea of the size of the thing.
Took a couple of pics, admired the myriad sails and masts of the yachts and boats in the harbour, and finally made our way back towards town. It was drizzling as we walked, and by the time we got back to the city, I was drenched. So here I am, drying my coat, as I type this update. Later we will be heading for some dinner, probably the free meal served at the hostel. Tonight's activities include slacking at the lounge and packing our stuff. Tomorrow we leave this beautiful country back for boring and dull Singapore. Damn. I'm really tempted to migrate here. After all, this is a land of cows, sheep, stunning scenery, friendly people and drop dead gorgeous babes. Just my kind of place.
Made our way towards the Harbour Bridge. Along the way, we stopped at Victoria Market where we bought some more cheap souveniers to appease our greedy friends back home. Saw ALOT of jap students in their typical mini skirt and knee high socks outfit. Wow. Approached 3 of them for a photo, luckily they didn't mind taking pictures with stupid sex-crazed tourists. Hehheh. Got a temporary tattoo too. For a henna tattoo, it was pretty expensive. And some moron brushed against my arm while the henna was still wet, smearing the end of it. Growl.
We spent an hour just trying to find our way to the Harbour Bridge, which was way bigger than what we saw in Sydney. During our long walk, the bridge in the distance never seemed to get any closer. Upon reaching its base, we came to realise how big the whole structure was actually. Just imagine 5 Benjamin Sheares bridges linked end to end, and you will have a rough idea of the size of the thing.
Took a couple of pics, admired the myriad sails and masts of the yachts and boats in the harbour, and finally made our way back towards town. It was drizzling as we walked, and by the time we got back to the city, I was drenched. So here I am, drying my coat, as I type this update. Later we will be heading for some dinner, probably the free meal served at the hostel. Tonight's activities include slacking at the lounge and packing our stuff. Tomorrow we leave this beautiful country back for boring and dull Singapore. Damn. I'm really tempted to migrate here. After all, this is a land of cows, sheep, stunning scenery, friendly people and drop dead gorgeous babes. Just my kind of place.
