Farewell to Down Under

I woke up this morning and it was cold. The window in the hostel dorm room had been cracked open (just like any other night to beat the heat), but this time, the temperature had dropped to a staggering +15 degrees Celsius. Oh the inhumanity.

It's my last night in Australia, and I'm spending it at the Sydney Opera House. The show I'm going to is a musical performance, but more of the beat box variety, complete with acrobatics. Pretty wild, non? I figure it will be a great way to celebrate the end of my journey, and it sure beats going to the "Playboy Mansion Party" the hostel is throwing tonight. Times like these are a reminder of my college days gone by, and how I don't necessarily miss them. Not that I went to a Playboy Mansion Party in those days either, but you know...

I'm not able to upload any pics on the computers here at the hostel, but stay tuned...when I get home, I will do a final entry summing up my time here in Sydney, complete with visual aids. Sydney has made me poor and tired (evident in this brief and unrevealing post), yet all the more fashionable, not to mention excited to come home. Even if what awaits me is -30 weather. I'm willing to make that sacrifice.

Next time you hear from me, it will be on Canadian soil!!