I got up and got the tram to the CBD, so I could do the first walk of the recommended walks I picked up at the tourist information centre. I started off visiting St Paul's Anglican Cathedral, and then went up Hosier Lane which had some pretty cool street art. There was an artist painting one, but it looked pretty grey and boring. I really liked a picture of a very colourful Ganesh. Flinders Lane lead to Treasury Gardens, and then Fitzroy Gardens, where there was a conservatory filled with colourful flowers, and Captain Cook's house which had been transported from England. There was an entrance fee to go round it, but given that I'm quite aware of what English houses look like, I didn't go in. I couldn't find the Scarred Tree (that belonged to the aboriginal people) or the 'Fairies Tree' but did find the model Tudor village, which included a mini Shakespeare House. Had I been the age where it would have been acceptable for me to do so, I would have played on the playground because the swings were on a giraffe's neck, and the slide was going on the back of a dragon. There was another cathedral, which I didn't look round, but thought that the path up to the entrance was really pretty- it reminded me slightly of the walk up to the Taj Mahal. In the last section of the walk, I walked through Birrarung Marr, another park, which had a sound sculpture called Federation Bells, which I was lucky enough to stumble across whilst they were chiming (they only sound three times daily at 8am- 9am, 12.20 pm-1.30 pm and 5 pm- 6pm).
When I returned to Federation Square, the starting point, I decided to check out the ACMI (Australian Centre for the Moving Image). I looked round the gallery 'Screen Worlds' which tells of the story of the development of the moving image, although I didn't have enough time to look round all of it, before going to try the much longed after spinach and cheese gozleme that the girl I did with my RSA course walked straight past, but I thought looked delicious. It was, although it was quite difficult to eat when it was all wrapped up in paper. I then got the tram back to the house to get ready for work tonight.
In my first hour at Sienna, there were 3 separate occasions where my heart beat was raised because I thought customers weren't going to pay their complete bill (the difference comes out of our tips if this happens). The first time, 2 ladies had put $10 less than their bill, and I thought they had just left, but luckily enough they had just gone to the toilet, and hadn't realised they had underpaid. The next 2 customers were very, very drunk (I had been told they couldn't be served any more than the 9 glasses of wine they had had between them already) and couldn't understand where the extra $9.50 had gone (but they probably were just too drunk to put enough in the first place). They couldn't even see where the counter was to pay by card, and then when they did eventually get to it, one of the chefs told me I should tell one of them she had toilet paper coming out of her trousers- a very embarrassing situation for both me and her, given that I was already the one to tell them they hadn't paid enough! Then a man went to the toilet, and I thought maybe he'd done a runner, but I was a bit calmer because I was pretty sure the bag behind the counter was his. I got sent home a bit earlier than I normally do, but not before Michael made me do 5 press-ups (I don't think he thought I could do it).