The Sand and the Sea

Today had us on our Twilight Tour, another outing organised by the Student Guild.
Some of the people from the Christian party were here, and even though I really thought I should be nice, I couldn't have cared less. I was nice to the ones that deserved the respect, the rest can kiss my arse. Especially the shithead who rushed Michelle and I off Cottesloe beach when we were still taking self-timed shots only to find that our bus driver had gone missing.
And no, the students weren't the ones that caused us to miss the sunset; it was bad planning on your part, Mr. Student Volunteer.

This is the crew on our bus. Check out the freaked out American boy in the back. Reminds me of the guy from the Moshzilla pictures circulating the internet.
Note to monkey boy in green t-shirt: It does not make u cool to show the finger, and doing it in the way Eminem has trademarked it does not make you any cooler. And Em is left handed so he's heaps smarter than you, you *Chinese fortune cookie:


Our new friend Phil and his pal JP (a.k.a Jean-Pierre) in the background:


The War Memorial on a hill in Fremantle:


Fremantle's commercial harbour:


Michelle & I on the hill:






Aww... Look at us. Hair-braiding courtesy of Michelle:


Cottesloe Beach after the sunset:


Us mucking around on Cottesloe before we were brashly interrupted:






Michelle says this picture reminds her of Quantum Leap. I vaguely remember that show. Anyone?


The bus driver who went missing for a few minutes. Turns out he went across the road to grab a bit of gelato:


Kings Park at night:




The World War I Memorial in Kings Park:






The Perth City skyline:






After King's Park, we made the decision to have dinner with some newly-made friends. Amongst them was that guy Phil, from Sydney, Cristina and Arne, a couple from Norway, and Catarina and Therese, two girls from Sweden.
Funny thing was, Phil had a huge bunch of guy friends and there was this one called Francisco and he fucking deserved a slap in the face. He wanted everyone to eat where he wanted and even got verbally abusive to Therese for not liking Chinese food. Us girls decided that we would go somewhere else and left the boys to their Asian cuisine. Even Phil was fed-up and went off early to pick his friend up at the airport.

So two Norwegians, two Swedish, one Malaysian and one Singaporean decided to have Italian grub:


From left to right;
Arne, Michelle, Therese, Catarina, Me & Cristina:


After dinner gelato and coffee. Check out that suggestive sign Arne and Cristina got. Arne thinks it's a sign that he might get lucky tonight:

Selected photos  Michelle Mok & Catarina Bengtsson
All photos hosted by: www.flickr.com

At the end of the night, we found out that Catarina had been made to wait for her dorm to be ready on campus. For any student, it is very unreasonable for the school to ask them to stay in the hotel for another week. So Michelle and I, being the good samaritans that we are, decided to ask her if she would like to stay with us for the next six days. We explained that she'd have to share the double bed with Michelle but she was totally cool with it. Definitely better than spending unnecessary money, I suppose. So now, we have a temporary Swedish housemate! I'll post some pictures of her soon.

*Chinese fortune cookie = hollow with stupid ideas.