Heading North

My 3rd Monday in Melbourne, and also my last.
The great Ocean Road was in fact, exactly that. Had a great time with Ben and his pals along the way and in the town where they grew up, Mortlake.
A raucous time. Lots of drinking, and lots of general silliness. Justin bought 5 pink shirts (each for a dollar) and we all had one each, each with a little slogan written on the back.

I wore one that said "teabag?".
And now I have it in my bag, a grand souvenir, along with a Mortlake stubbie holder.

Right now I'm sat in a bar near Spencer Street station. I will embark on a train at 19.55 leaving for Sydney, and should arrive there approx 6.00
I have no idea as yet where I will head (which hostel to go for etc.) when I get there, but I can take care of that on the train. I will pass the time now more wisely, with a few beers for the road.
I have enjoyed Melbourne. I had a few downers while I wasn't so well but that's to be expected. I didn't do much socialising but I've enjoyed touring the city by myself, getting to know the place, and seeing a lot of things even Melbournians haven't seen.

I'm still undecided as to how long I will spend in Sydney. I would certainly like to be there for the weekend, or Friday at least.
For the moment I don't see how a spontaneous or whimsical approach could go wrong . - Oh and I still need some more socks...

11pm Same day - train to Sydney
(Writing may be incoherent because of the ride)

I should arrive in Sydney in a few hours.
What should my duties here be? I've already nominated a hostel to stay at which is 100 metres or less from the station I will land in.
One resolution, a very important one which I will attempt, is to quit being a poor sad arse and get meeting some ther fellows.

The first thing I will do when I get there is sit on my sack and have a cigarette, I'm not one for rushing about doing stuff when it isn't bloody necessary.

"Know thyself" - Dr. Grogan, The French Lieutenant's Woman

"Love your parents as you love yourself" - Desmond Dekker