Today was another sad day. Fiona was heading off to the Sheraton hotel to stay with her friend Alan so I'd finally lost all my girly playmates. She went off to drop her stuff off and go on to do the bridge climb. In the meantime, the boys and I trudged round trying to find another hostel. Cue pissed off with bag scenario again. The first one was too expensive so we ended up hiking about half an hour in the opposite direction to stay at Base hostel where some of the others were staying.
Once we'd checked in we went to meet some of them after their climb in Circular Quay. We had a little walk around the shops and then stopped off for a drink in a bar. It was the last night for a few of them so they were all going out tonight. The boys were going to watch some talk at the opera house. I fancied neither so I grabbed a 5 dollar meal at Scary Canary with Rob and had myself an early night. 11 hours sleep was a much more appealing idea than a night out!......