Sydney ✈ Adelaide: Day One

Remember how I directed you to "watch this space"  in regards to the potential fruition of escaping Sydney for a little while? Well, folks, we've done it. I'm sitting on a Flinders University balcony in Adelaide right now in the morning sunshine warming my back and it's pretty darn wonderful. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's go back. I may change my mind on the layout and general style of recording what I did day-to-day but we'll kick things off with a nice, easy to read time breakdown, shall we?

Saturday, 14th June 2014

6AM

• Woke up regretting every ounce of generosity and leniency in letting my dog sleep in my room for the night as he click-clacked around the wooden floors 
• Already roused to let him out of my room, instead he turns and falls asleep on my yoga mat 
• Silently and temporarily hate the dog as I go back to bed

7AM-8.30AM

• Half an hour of yoga with the dog at the end of the mat. Absurd. 
• Packed all the little can't-pack-you-because-I-use-you items e.g. toothbrush, chargers, laptop etc. 
• Breakfast 
• More last minute packing. In regards to my previous post, I now don't own a lot of essential* items

9.50-10.30AM

• Arrived at the airport
• Revelled in the ease of airport security and processes of domestic flights 

10.30AM-12.20PM

• Showed my boarding pass and the lady checking it said, 'Oh, just you today?' essentially coming of age movie material, really 
• Kept breaking out in a smile about how it was all really happening and how much I enjoy planes 
• Had the cutest little boy sitting in front of me (both of us with window seats) and we both shared great interest and joy in the contents of our respective windows while also peeking at one another
• Read and journaled 

1PM-4PM

• Wandered the city and North Terrace area and found the loveliest places and bought artwork for my room and chatted with the loveliest store owners**
• The sizeable duffel bag and backpack were interesting to take around the entire city. Mix between interesting backpacker look and homeless, I think
• Gauged where places were for future reference
• Got lost for about an hour trying to find a bus to take me to Flinders Uni 

4PM-5PM

• Arrived at Flinders! 
• Many "this is so weird I'm/you're here" sentence variations between Stan and I as we walked back to his dorm 

6PM-9PM

• After one completely failed attempt at pizza (it was essentially bread. We shaped it into a loaf, it's terrifying) and hours and hours of chatting later, pizza became a reality and it was delicious 
• Met Stan's housemates. All so lovely and hospitable. 

11PM

• Journaled, read, slept 

A lot of this would be more tangible and arguably more interesting if I was able to provide pictures to accompany things that need images instead of lengthy descriptions. However, I seemed totally unable to take a good photo as I super shaky from a) bags and b) skipping lunch to explore. I have a few decent ones that I might put in later, though. As in, when I get home on Thursday. 

*My only two pairs of pyjama pants were in the wash so I had to tumble dry those in the hour before I left. It's funny, I thought it would be more practical and realistic to have only two pairs but now it's so cold, I realise I wear both of them and only wash full loads so I have to wear shorts in the igloo that is my room for days on end. Silly. I shall remedy this, amongst other necessities. Like socks. Has anyone embarked upon a study of lost socks? Honestly. 

**The photos of the places would inform the vibe of person I am talking about but just think the places and people who are just happy doing what they do in the arts realm of life and money is a bonus, not a priority.