Day 10
Today I flew back to Sydney. On the way to the airport the taxi driver was very curious about me. He had seen my backpack and started asking questions about what I did. Apparently responding with 'i work for the government' wasn't good enough for him. I had read about a ghost tour online so I decided to check it out. Three hours and $42 later I realized I was never getting either back. What a waste. At first the guide seemed like she could have been interesting since she was dressed up like she was going to a matinee showing of a Harry potter film, but no such luck. She tried to tell scary 'real' stories about people who had died or ghost that had been reported by others who had been on the same tour....we weren't so fortunate to have experienced such an event. We did, however, have the opportunity to watch a purple dildo get tossed onto the ground during one of her rants about a guy who had his genitals cut off...like I said, that time is forever lost. Hoping to save the night I headed to a bar and grabbed a Guinness....bad life choice. Unlike the delicious brew from Ireland, this tasted like someone had taken yeast, squeezed out any remaining ale out of it and served it in a glass. Night not salvaged. Went to casino to blow some money, ended up winning some. Ironically on my way back to my room I saw one of the huge billboards that are all over the city shaking a finger at all drinkers and gamblers....double whammy on me tonight.
Today I flew back to Sydney. On the way to the airport the taxi driver was very curious about me. He had seen my backpack and started asking questions about what I did. Apparently responding with 'i work for the government' wasn't good enough for him. I had read about a ghost tour online so I decided to check it out. Three hours and $42 later I realized I was never getting either back. What a waste. At first the guide seemed like she could have been interesting since she was dressed up like she was going to a matinee showing of a Harry potter film, but no such luck. She tried to tell scary 'real' stories about people who had died or ghost that had been reported by others who had been on the same tour....we weren't so fortunate to have experienced such an event. We did, however, have the opportunity to watch a purple dildo get tossed onto the ground during one of her rants about a guy who had his genitals cut off...like I said, that time is forever lost. Hoping to save the night I headed to a bar and grabbed a Guinness....bad life choice. Unlike the delicious brew from Ireland, this tasted like someone had taken yeast, squeezed out any remaining ale out of it and served it in a glass. Night not salvaged. Went to casino to blow some money, ended up winning some. Ironically on my way back to my room I saw one of the huge billboards that are all over the city shaking a finger at all drinkers and gamblers....double whammy on me tonight.
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