The hollowness of one’s soul cannot be filled with junk from ebay. — Rubber Chicken

travel diary — day 240

day 236 — i spent the day at craig’s house, not doing much.

day 237 — i spent the day at craig’s house doing work online. after he returned from work, we drove out to craig’s sister’s house for a little mex­ican fiesta. we ate tacos (tacos rule!) and some heav­ily con­cen­trated mar­gar­itas. feel­ing happy and a little pissy, we settled in to watch dav­inci code on tv. i watched, while craig and megan ridiculed. i crashed on the couch.

day 238 — craig and i had prom­ised to con­crete megan’s drive­way. we’d slept at megan’s house so that we could get an early start. craig and i spent the morn­ing dig­ging out the drive­way and pre­par­ing it for the con­crete. craig’s father and his mate helped us out. it was hot and freak­ing hard work. after fin­ish­ing, we had lunch and then i had a quick shower.

craig and i then drove back into the city to watch the queens­land bulls vs west­ern aus­tralian war­ri­ors (that’s cricket, btw). we bought some over­priced food and got some seats. the game was good but we gave up after two rain delays threatened to wash the game out. inyoung picked us up and we drove home. i was abso­lutely buggered after the day’s work and crashed … it turns out that the cricket man­aged to get going again and queens­land won.

day 239 — in the morn­ing we went for a drive across town to pick up some magazines. at the same time, i did some look­ing around for tick­ets to alice springs. craig and i had planned to go to alice together and see uluru. then, he’d return to bris­bane and i’d head north to dar­win for the jump to indone­sia. flights were going to be ridicu­lously expens­ive and we begrudgingly can­celed the trip. i’d fly to alice on my own …

day 240 — after craig went to work i bussed into the queen street mall. on a whim i stopped into a sunglasses store to see if i could get my shades fixed. one of the screws had threaded itself and wouldn’t tighten at all, mak­ing the sunglasses unwearable.

the girl at the store was incred­ibly help­ful … almost too help­ful! she couldn’t fix the screw either, so she offered to sell me a set of identical frames for 25% of the ticket price (these are ray ban sunglasses, btw). i jumped at the offer and snagged a new set of frames for $50 (ori­gin­ally $200). she pulled the lenses out of the frames, cleaned my lenses and screwed them into the new frames. i cas­u­ally asked why she could give me 75% off and she said that she’d write it off as repairs. then i asked about the lenses she’d taken out of the frames. the girl told me that they couldn’t be sold, and she gave the lenses to me as well. so, in real­ity, she gave me the com­plete sunglasses (includ­ing the ray ban case) at a quarter of the sale price.

davey was happy!

i had lunch in the mall and walked to the bris­bane river, cross­ing over to south­bank. i wandered around for a while, bought some tick­ets to see qpac’s pro­duc­tion of ‘the cru­cible’, and caught the bus home.


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