Oh Sydney, how groggy I was when I arrived. So, prior to arriving here, we’d stayed at the airport because our flight left at 6am, and well…. we’re cheap asses and didn’t want to pay for a hostel. Regardless, we got out of Christchurch just in the nick of time it seems, because the huge 6.3 magnitude earthquake hit the city just 2 days later. We arrived in Sydney with no idea what where we were staying, and expecting to be picked up by Nick’s step-bro. Alas, there was no ride awaiting us, he was passed out hungover as hell. So, 2 free busses, a ferry, and a couple hours of figuring shit out later, we were in Manly, a very cool suburb of Sydney.

We got a sketchy little apartment for a couple nights, it came with everything, including ants! So that was dope. That day we took a visit to Manly Beach, and watched the lifeguards save copious amounts of people from the rip. Something that is very uncommon to see in the relatively calm and algae filled waters of Lake Manitoba or Lake Winnipeg. Afterwards, we indulged in the cheapest beer we could get our hands on, and checked out some of the local pubs that night. We eventually made our way to the ol’ Manly Boatshed which would be the scene for many more escapades in the coming weeks of this trip. Pretty much the next couple nights in Sydney were spent drinking, attempting to surf, and exploring, until we decided to go to the Sydney Aquarium. Sweet as!