Melbourne.

Let’s start with Thursday night; we arrived at Sydney Domestic at 7. Yes 7. Our flight wasn’t until 9:45. He had checked us in online so there was no need for a baggage drop.
Um… hello, I’m a homosexual and I’m going on a 4 day trip, I don’t just have hand luggage, who do you think I am?

No, no, it will be ok. They will let you on with that as hand luggage.

Are you sure? I don’t think they will, it’s a pretty big bag for hand luggage.

Yeh, you’ll be right, just walk past ‘em and you’ll be fine.

Okay… if you say so.

So we hang around for hours and hours waiting. Mark had to be sure we wouldn’t miss the flight or get caught up in cues or whatever.
Finally get the call for boarding, and wouldn’t’ you know it, yep:
“No, sorry sir, that bag is too big.”
The first thing I do is turn to Mark and say a big fat;
“I told you so!”
Fortunately they took the bag, labeled it and sent me on board quickly and with no hassles.
That was the one and only glitch for the weekend. So now that is out of the way I can recap the rest of the trip.

The trip up gave me a pounding headache. I hate flying, it stresses me out and I grind my teeth and in the process give myself a pressure headache.

Brenden and Brendan picked us up; we made it back to their place, chatted for a bit then went to bed. My headache had compounded and was rapidly developing into a migraine which was also making me nauseous. So I sat up until about 2am feeling miserable until I finally fell asleep. Only to be woken again at 730 by a bouncing, licking, drooling Chompers.
All day I felt ill, but I was having too much fun shopping.

Brenden took us into the city, had breakfast at a café on Degraves St. Brenden departed to go to work at 12.
We wandered around various places and spent a whole lot of money on clothes, food etc.
Met Leigh in the afternoon, had some tea/coffee/chai.

Mark wanted to go to the Casino. That was heapsa fun. We spent $20 and walked out with $300. Leigh and I tried our hand at the cheapo $15 blackjack table, we didn’t win big but we tripled our dollars. Most of it was won on the pokies.

After Brenden had finished work, we said our goodbyes to Leigh and went back to Brenden’s. We had a home cooked dinner. As Mark and I had been sick the night before and exhausted from the all day wandering we ended up in bed early.

Saturday we met up with Marks Lesbian friends Jen and Julie. Again we went to Degraves St. for breakfast. Then we went to Victoria Markets. It was the AFL again grand final (the previous weeks grand final was a draw, go figure why they don’t go into overtime, instead it is replayed), so there were practically no people around. But we shopped none-the-less.

I bought myself this gorgeous leather satchel to replace the clunky old bag I’ve been using for work. I now look super sexy.
Bought mark some clothes for his birthday. (Saturday was his birthday). That’s what he wanted, so that’s what I got him.

We went to Lygon Street for dinner. To … Papa something-or-rathers. For Mark/my birthday pizza. Brenden was less than impressed, but they had good food.
I asked B to bring a cake in for Mark, we had it bought out after dinner and sang happy birthday. He hated it so much, it was funny.

After tea we found a quaint little pub where the lesbians could drink beer. Us homo’s had dainty beverages served with crushed ice and little umbrellas. I went to the bathroom to pee and found a balloon vending machine. Much to the lesbian’s horror (and the other people in the bar) we blew one up and bounced it around. Brenden noticed that the machine supplied different flavors and of course we had to try them all. $10 worth of balloons later we had tasted Vanilla, Mint, Strawberry and a boring plain flavor. The lesbians were less than impressed.

Sunday we went to the DFO. Oh wait, we stopped at a nursery in the middle of arse fuck nowhere. They sell rare plants – yes apparently there is such a thing as a rare plants. Who would have thought right? What an odd concept. At any rate it was a beautiful nursery and it’s strange to see price tags of $50k on plants with pots chained to the ground.

DFO shopping. Mark and I decided that Melbourne discount shopping shits on Sydney discount shopping. We came away with a dozen T’s, a jacket, jeans, various pairs of sexy panties, several pairs of shoes and a weeks worth of dress pants, in all I think we spent just about $400.

Sunday arvo we went back to Brenden’s after saying goodbye to the lovely lesbians. Had ourselves some gourmet pizza. Then trekked off to the hotel for our loving night in (HA!) and to prepare for the early morning flight back to Sydney.
We got stuck next to a spewer on the flight back.

Slept for several hours on Monday arvo.

Had birthday dinner with Mark and his Family last night at their favorite Chinese restaurant. Marks parents didn’t forget it was my birthday coming up this weekend, and bought me a lovely gift.

Mark rocked up with my birthday present.
When we were in Mittagong having a look at various antique shops he had remembered what I’d had my eye on.

So this is what he got my for my birthday. A Beswick Dachshund. His name is Sebastian. Cause I can’t get a real puppy this is the next best thing.

Anyways, I have a weeks worth of work sitting on my desk that I really need to get onto.

Ciao.

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