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Monday, June 16, 2008

Friday June 13


This isn't the best picture but this is Bronte Beach behind us, it just doesn't even do it justice of how beautiful this place really is!


This was on our way to party it up in the big city!

Sorry this is kind of a long post, but really it was just a crazy night and there was no way to really condense it down! :)

Friday was another great day spent at the beach! The weather was not as good as Thursday but we just couldn't resist it! After Brighton got home we were supposed to meet up with a friend of a friend named Sean at this bar called Le Chifley in downtown Sydney. If the taxi had been any indication of what kind of night it was going to be we should have known this would be one to remember! After riding the train into downtown we had to take a taxi to get the rest of the way, as soon as we stepped into the taxi we knew it was a mistake! It stunk of strong BO and Indian food, two things that should never be mixed in a cramped space! I could have looked past that, but I'm pretty sure the driver was on drugs! When we told him we were from Utah he said, "Oh yeah I know it, it's right by Tennessee" and then tried to argue with us that the 2002 Olympics were in Los Angeles! After arriving we tried to call Sean, who conveniently or not didn't have his phone turned on, and we didn't know what he looked like so we didn't have any idea who we were looking for. So there we are three young innocent Mormon girls standing in the middle of this dodgy bar trying to figure out what to do next. This was not a big bar and not overly crowded so everyone in the room was for sure aware of our presence and not quite staring just questioning. We just decided to make the most of it since we had already paid for the taxi so we headed for the front to order some drinks (in our heads we were just praying that they had something other than alcohol) when these two guys start hitting on us. One of them was late 20's semi cute and sorta looked like Harry Potter the other one was probably 45 and looked like Uncle Fester! Their initial pickup line was horrendous and had we known where to run to we probably would have, as it was we didn't really have any better options or options at all! After playing the state game and finally figuring out we were from Utah and Mormon they asked us how many husbands we had back home and what it was like to live with no electricity! For some reason everyone over here gets the Mormons and the Amish mixed up! It carried on like that until finally 40 minutes later Sean called and came to our rescue! We then met all his friends who were from all over, France, India, Iran, South Africa, New Zealand etc. (it's amazing how many people in Sydney are not from Sydney) but his friends were way nice and kept offering us wine, but we told them no it's ok we don't drink and they were like no really just have some and went and got glasses and even poured some for me and we just kept saying no really we don't drink over and over and they wouldn't believe us so finally I was like, "No really, we can't have any we're recovering alcoholics" and they were like "oh, ok that's fine" and dropped it as if that really could be the only possible explanation for why someone wouldn't drink! :) haha it was seriously funny! We still had a really great time, the problem is we're just as crazy without alcohol as most people are with because we just don't even have any normal inhibitions to begin with! :)

It was about 1 when we decided to head home and we just took a taxi, this one was much better and BO free! He drove us down Oxford St. which is like gay central! Apparently Sydney is like the San Francisco of Australia! They had rainbow flags flying all over up and down the streets and there were flocks of guys together everywhere, holding hands walking down the street, hugging waiting to get in clubs, standing in groups smoking, it was seriously the strangest thing I've ever seen, but I just couldn't help but laugh!

All in all it was a way great night, but when we told our flatmate Jorge about it, he said he wasn't going to let us go out again on our own! :) haha

2 comments:

Amy Johnson said...

Be good and remember who you are! That's what my mom always told me before I would go for a night on the town! :)

SeƱora Daiana said...

Good job on the blog girl. Looks like you guys are haveing a lot of fun. Don 't kiss a lot of boys.