Sorry I have not written in about a week now, but I have been really busy going to the beach and drinking. My mom left on Monday, and now I have a lot of free time to do things that affect my health in a negative way. On Thursday I went to Bondi Beach, which is one of the prettiest beaches in Sydney. It is also one of the most crowded for this reason. It was my first time at the beach since I have been here, because every other time my friends went, I was out of town with my mom or at surf camp. On Thursday night, Christine, Hannah and I went out at Kings Cross to meet up with Christine's friend from high school. He had an internship here for 2 months and it was his last night to go out. Kings Cross is known as a seedy area of Sydney. It is the red light district of Australia and there are lots of bars and clubs to go to as well. We went to a place called World Bar, where the most popular thing to drink is concoctions out of teapots. There is a board with around 20 different things you can put in your teapot, and then the bartender gives you shot glasses to drink out of. There is a rule that you can't drink from the spout of the teapot or you will be asked to leave. Christine broke this rule very quickly, but luckily she was only given a warning haha. We drank about 5 teapots while we were there plus other drinks. It was a good night. We left the bar around 3 AM and decided we needed some drunk food. We got these big slices of pizza and devoured them within minutes. We were somehow still hungry and found ourselves heading to Mcdonalds. This is where shit got nasty. We sat down at a table with leftover food on it and Christine and Hannah started eating the leftovers...Christine finished SOMEONE ELSE's burger. Basically she was a homeless person digging through a dumpster. I wanted to vom on her. Hannah ate some leftover fries, which is still kind of gross but not as bad as eating a leftover burger. I, on the other hand, spent $10 on a 10 piece chicken nugget with fries. Yes, even McDs is more expensive here. The night should have ended here, but it didn't. The trains don't start running again till around 5 AM and we didn't want to wait. We made the mistake of getting in a car with a strange and drunk old man that said he would take us home. He stopped at a gas station and started filling up his tires with air. This gave us the impression that he was gonna drive us half way across Australia so we booked it. He also tried to give us a joint, but we were pretty sure it was laced. D.A.R.E. taught us well. Finally, we got in a cab and told the driver we couldn't spend more than $50 on our ride home. He agreed to get us there and we made it back home safe and sound around 5 in the morning. It was quite the night. Surprisingly I wasn't that hungover Friday morning, but I did get sick later in the day. I think it was food poisoning, because I yacked 3 times. I have never felt so neaseous. Today is a new day and it's MARDI GRAS! I will tell you how that goes tomorrow...
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