Last night I finally had enough energy to crawl out of bed and I decided to call Terry, a friend I met in India. He just so happens to live just around the block from my hostel so that was a bit of good luck. We headed out to the Cafe Tropicana in King's Cross.

The Cafe Trop was rockin' and arollin when we got there and we jockeyed for a window table for a while. After several coffee based beverages, we went and watched two Eddie Izzard videos I hadn't seen. Definate Article had me clutching my stomach in pain. Pears are devious when they decide to ripen aren't they??

I crawled into my hostel bed around 1:30am and had dreams of transvestites. I don't know if that was because of the Eddie videos or the fact I am staying in the red light district of Sydney. Probably both.

Thanks Terry, we will meet up again soon I'm sure.