Sydney In The A.M.

My flight arrived in Sydney promptly at 6am and I hadn't caught up on virtually any sleep (to recover from the previous days events in Bangkok).

I decided to book a hostel I have stayed in a few times before in the notorious Kings Cross area. As I was standing at the front door at 8am I familiar face greeted me and got me checked in. I was surprised that there were about 4-5 people I knew at this hostel (from the previous trips). Later that evening that number of people I knew grew as two Irish brothers walked up the steps and said, “Darrell, you’re back!”

For the next three days I never made it out of the hostel… the same can not be said for those first three nights… many catching up drinks, farewell drinks, hello and hello again drinks were consumed.