The storm and reign continues in Sydney. What better way to cheer up than to attend Nadine’s birthday party? Bravely Pauline and I took the ferry, high sea and scared passengers made us wake up and get into mood while enduring the half hour bumpy way over to CBD. Fabulous blend of people at the party, bankers, bankers AND bankers……Macquarie, Macquarie, Natwest (wow) and Macquarie, AND a group of very lovely, nice American girls with revealing outfits. A combination of a lot of champagne and good music played by the female DJ in the VIP room turned the evening into a fantastic one,…my conversations keep repeating during the evening, I’m married , sorry I’m married…and so on, I’m telling everyone that aren’t yet, get over here, you would stumble over NICE Australian men, who LOVE to take you out, Thanks Nadine for a fabulous party!
To get a Taxi home on a Sunday morning is a challenge in Sydney
Taxi man: Where too?
LS: Manly please
Taxi man: Get out!
Or
LS: hey, are you free?
Taxi waiving down the window
Taxi man: Where to?
LS: Manly
Tjuuuu, Taxi drives away….
We finally caught a Taxi
Taxi man: How to drive? (Sydney Taxi driver NEVER knows the way)
LS: Follow the road
Seamed like a easy instruction to follow, but all of a sudden I’m realising we are actually on the WRONG side of the road
LS: Hey, you’re on the wrong side of the road! Hallo hallo your on..
Taxi man: Ohs, sorry it’s hard to see the road (that really made me feel safe!?)
Coming down to Many Wharf we dro[p Pauline off, and are approached by a man, he jumps into the Taxi
Jumping man: I’m going back to the city, OK?
Taxi man: Is it OK (asking me)
LS: Yes
At my house
LS: How much
Jumping man: Don’t worry about it lady, I’ll pay
LS: I’m paying for MY fair, how much?
Jumping man: No, I’m paying, don’t bother
The meter is on $100 (how it could be this high is totally unlikely, and we’re probably been ripped off)
LS: It’s a $100!
Jumping man: Don’t worry, goodnight
LS: Well then, Goodnight
I’m slamming the door,…he just picked up my fare on $100…strange
To get a Taxi home on a Sunday morning is a challenge in Sydney
Taxi man: Where too?
LS: Manly please
Taxi man: Get out!
Or
LS: hey, are you free?
Taxi waiving down the window
Taxi man: Where to?
LS: Manly
Tjuuuu, Taxi drives away….
We finally caught a Taxi
Taxi man: How to drive? (Sydney Taxi driver NEVER knows the way)
LS: Follow the road
Seamed like a easy instruction to follow, but all of a sudden I’m realising we are actually on the WRONG side of the road
LS: Hey, you’re on the wrong side of the road! Hallo hallo your on..
Taxi man: Ohs, sorry it’s hard to see the road (that really made me feel safe!?)
Coming down to Many Wharf we dro[p Pauline off, and are approached by a man, he jumps into the Taxi
Jumping man: I’m going back to the city, OK?
Taxi man: Is it OK (asking me)
LS: Yes
At my house
LS: How much
Jumping man: Don’t worry about it lady, I’ll pay
LS: I’m paying for MY fair, how much?
Jumping man: No, I’m paying, don’t bother
The meter is on $100 (how it could be this high is totally unlikely, and we’re probably been ripped off)
LS: It’s a $100!
Jumping man: Don’t worry, goodnight
LS: Well then, Goodnight
I’m slamming the door,…he just picked up my fare on $100…strange
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