I made it to my place in Randwick (just south of Sydney). I'm staying here for two days b/c the location is right across the street from tomorrow's show, the Future Music Festival.
Wow -- this place is a shit hole. Well, I have to qualify that; it's not Philly shitty (but then again, I'm not sure there's a place on the planet that is). The room in which I'm staying doesn't have windows (oh, there's space for the window, there's just no glass), so I was advised by the owner to light some mosquito coils tonight. It's also raining. Unfortunately, I'm at an Internet cafe, so I can't upload the pics - the owner of the place wants to charge me $10 per day to use her Internet connection. I've walked round a bit, and the best thing I can say is that this place feels like a crappier version of west campus, complete with the dirty 1990s drag.
Sorry -- my focus is a little off right now; the guy next to me at the cafe is surfing porn. Maybe I'll go get a Thai massage at one of the three parlors I counted in a 45 yard strip of sidewalk.
I just want to get a good night's sleep and be ready for the show (and get the hell outta here -- I'm heading to Bondi Beach on Sunday).
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