Built in the early 1900s with big, wide staircases and lots of windows, the hostel here has a big stone terrace with (I kid you not) a fountain, a huge, airy kitchen with windows on three sides, a 100 ft long ballroom (turned common-room, with comfy couches clustered throughout and tables on the raised sides) and a dedicated reading room just off it. Which is awesome - this hostel seems pretty quiet (the one out in Bondi was really loud. Surfers are stay-up-late and sleep in type people, it seems. Normally you could go back to your room for some quiet, but I was sharing with three *exceptionally* loud Irish night owls, making this all the more lovely.)
Also.
There's parrots! Well, maybe. I have not yet tried to identify them (any birders out there? :p ) They are white with curved yellow crests sitting out of the back of their head, and they make parrot noises and hang around in the trees by the terrace.
I took the train from Sydney (well, bused from Bondi to Sydney, train from Sydney to here) to Katoomba, in the Blue Mountains (well, I haven't seen any mountains...) Again, props to the Sydney transit system... I'm a few hours from Sydney but its still part of the city's rail system... it would be like Translink running hourly trains to Hope!
There's a lady here from Edmonton, and one of the not-Irish people in the dorm last night was from Moyette! That was a new one. (If you're wondering where that is, its a tiny little island northwest of Madagascar administered by the French overseas department).
Bondi Beach was lovely,
Saltwater pool at Bondi Beach |
And a banana and a container of nutella waiting to be eaten :) (okay, I'm not going to eat the whole container of nutella in one go haha)!
By the way, sloths inhabit the jungles of Central and South America.
Edit: its not a parrot. Its a Sulphur-crested Cockatoo!
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