ARRIVAL I’m sure you’re thinking to yourself, “Finally, the part about Australia. Who gives a fuck what you did in LA?” To that, my dear reader, I say, “My bad, here’s the Australia part.” After arriving at the Melbourne International Airport, we did the whole going-through-customs thing, wait-for-fucking-ever-because-your-bag-is-most-likely-going-to-the-very-last-bag-to-come-out thing, and went out to find our project leader and group. They were all right by the entrance of the airport. We met Marcus Cook, our project leader, and the 5 girls in our group: Adele, Becky, Morag, and Naomi, all from Great Britain, and Jenny, from Scotland. We walked a few hundred meters (I have to go by meters now, because we’re in Australia) from the airport, and met John, who was to drive us in this small bus from Melbourne (which is pronounced Mel-Bin, not how
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