Sitting here in my hostel, and I still feel a bit pished. Went out to a place last night that sell their beer in litre glasses, not good. I was with my mums friends, Jane and Steve, and what a bad influence they are. Ended up at another wee boozer with some Scottish people where I drank more and played pool, can't remember much after that though. Just up at Manly now, which is just north of Sydney, a half hour ferry ride away. Not a lot to do here, apart from catching some waves, meeting with some surfer chicks for a barbie, the usual. Not really, I just walk the length of my beach each day, watching the surfers in admiration. Sharing a room with two other British guys, which is good. I went out
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