They love their Krispy Kremes

OK, so today we have arrived, finally, in Melbourne.
There's a funny story that I would like to share with you all, but first, here are some fun Australian facts:
-There are tons of Krispy Kreme Doughnut shops here, as well as KFC, and Gloria Jeans Coffees. I know.
-What they call coffee is actually a long shot of espresso. I have never thanked God more than I did for the instant coffee my mom made me pack.
-The two most dangerous snakes in the world reside in Australia.
-They love their rugby.
-I can dance better than them. (no surprise there, right?)

So, we were supposed to be in Melbourne on the 4th. We got tickets for the country link train the day before. Our train was to leave at 7:45am. We got up at 6, checked out of our hostel by 7. We got a cab to get us to Central Station and even though he took a long way around, we got there at 7:25. We get our suitcases out of the car, head up into the station, looking for the right train to board. We couldn't find it. We look at the lists of departures. Again, nothing. Then Maggie looked at one of the clocks in the station. It said it was 8:25. Needless to say, this confused us greatly. We asked the conductor for the time, he also told us it was 8:25, then happily told us we missed our train. I don't have a watch, so I was depending on the others to tell me what time it was. We were so perplexed. HOW could we have gone the entire weekend one hour behind? we got our time from the plane when we landed, and we checked our time with the hostel clock that morning, so how were we late for our train? Is this National Prank-an-American day?

no. It was daylight savings time. Thank you, Australia. We were unaware of this until a passerby asked for the time, because he forgot it was daylight savings time. Fortunately, we got our tickets refunded for an evening flight, but we were stuck in rainy Sydney for another 12 hours. Jess and I were in flip flops, light shirts, and breezy coats. We had planned on a day of train travel.
We killed time by going to the Sydney Museum. It's pretty much like any other Museum anywhere, but a lot more dead stuffed things that smelled a little off, and countless bugs that reside in Australia. It was okay in a need to waste time, but it was full of small children and things that did not interest me. Except for the Egyptian part, but we didn't get tickets into that part because we didn't want to pay extra. Oh well.
after that, we walked around, bought some things at Woolworth's, which is a supermarket that if matched up against any market in America, would kick it's butt, then add that supermarket in a section of theirs as a victory. For those who wondered (Mom), they do sell peanut butter here, and ketchup (Sis), but it's called Tomato Sauce, and is a bit more vinegary.

Finally, we set off for Melbourne, and what started out as an uncomfortable overnight train ride turned into some good sleep once the man next to me moved to an empty seat around two in the morning. I found some good positions to sleep in, though most involved with my legs sprawled out in the aisle or my head hanging out in the aisle. But it's all good. I only got kicked once by Jess who was across from me, and tripped on twice by the same man who I think was a little drunk. But then again, I was half asleep when I thought this through, so it was funny at the time.

Melbourne is amazing and very cute; a lot like San Francisco. We've been here a few hours, so we've just walked around and bought postcards and had amazing crepes on this cute side street near our hostel. We're now going on the search for all the places Anthony Bourdain visited on his trip to Melbourne. Don't be jealous.

Later!
Angela