I had to get up at 4:00 AM to catch my train this morning… I’ve never been a fan of early mornings, but for some reason, 4:00 AM was pretty easy to do. Although I’m not very happy with the train trip this time, at least I don’t have to try and sleep on the thing like last time. The train trip to Sydney was painful, and for some reason, I decided to take the train back to Melbourne. Now, the really humorous thing is I catch a plane in Melbourne for my flight home, and one of the flight stops is Sydney. Oh well, I guess it could be worse.
Anyway, back to the train. I got on in Sydney, and it was more or less an empty train until about halfway through the 12-hour trip when this family got on the train, and the father took the seat next to me. I’m not really sure why he took the seat next to mine, as most of the train car was empty. Maybe he just felt as though I needed company, or he just didn’t notice the headphones and kept trying to have a conversation with me. I don’t know why the universal sign of “leave me alone” wasn’t enough for this guy. He seemed nice enough, but the combination of the hat over the eyes and the headphones in apparently wasn’t enough for him. So after the last stop between Sydney and Melbourne, I was forced to move to another seat in the same car. As I indicated earlier, the car was mostly empty.
It was a good trip to Sydney. Originally, I didn’t want to go there; I was content to stay around Melbourne as it reminds me so much of home. But in the end, I’m glad my friend JB forced me to move my ass out of Melbourne for the week. After all, we got the chance to see the interior of the opera house, meet the nice Italians on St. Patrick’s day, or even better, hang around the harbor and celebrate the birthday of the Sydney Harbor Bridge.
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