Early in the morning I left the worst hostel I had ever stayed in. It was in Melbourne, but I don’t recall the name. I won’t go into details, but just imagine a nasty, dirty place, with some of the rudest people I have ever met, and to top it off, it was attached to a dirty bird type of bar.
Anyways, I arrived at the train with an hour to spare. Got my first good coffee at a reasonable 4 dollars price. Finally, I have been missing my Tim’s and this was damn close. Mmmmmm.
The train arrives on time and I meet my travel mate. He is a 20 year old Aussie guy, who is going home after working in Melbourne for 2 years. He has decided to try and find another job close to his family in Adelaide.
During our 7 hours together on the train, we had some really interesting conversations. A lot of the common stuff such as, were we live, our likes, dislikes, etc. There is one conversation that really stood out in my mind. He asked me what I thought about ISIS. My response was simple, “I don’t know much details about them, and why they do what they do, so I can’t really say. My only opinion is, I never agree with taking someones life, that you don’t know!” His response was interesting. He told me he understands why they kill, because a lot of them have lost everyone, their entire families, so they have nothing to live for. My comment to that was, I still don’t think that gives a person a right to take a life of someone they have never met. I changed the subject quickly after that. Not something I really want to talk about. Maybe someday after I know more details and facts about them.
Below are some pictures from the train ride.
We arrive at my travel mates stop at 3 pm and I wish him the best of luck in his job search. We then say goodbye, and I give one final wave through the window to another new friend.
A few more hours and we arrive at my stop in Adelaide . The train ride was a long one, but relaxing.
There is still two city trains to catch before I get to Largs Bay, where I would be staying for a while and learning how to sail.
The first train was a 10 minute walk, which I really enjoyed after sitting on my ass for the last 9 or more hours. This train stop is just a parking lot with no place to buy a ticket. I yell across the tracks to the only other person and ask where do I buy a ticket. He says, at the next stop.
Okay, so I get on and 15 minutes later I arrive at the central train station. I get off my train and ask the security guard standing right there, where to buy a ticket. He tells me to get on my next train and buy it on the train,
Okay, so I get on my next train and following behind me is a guy with a ticket thingy. I set my bag down on a seat and ask him if I can buy my ticket. I should mention, the security guard I just asked where to buy my ticket, is guarding this guy.
He responds to me in a harsh voice, “Where is your ticket?”
I say, “I don’t have one, I am asking if I can buy one from you!”
He says, “How DID YOU get on the train!”
I say, “I walked on!”
Train dude responds, “How did you get through security!!!”
I say, “What security” as I look at the security guard.
Train dude says in a fustrated voice, “I don’t understand!”
My response, “Me also, I don’t know where I would have went through security. I got on a train near the train station, and when I got off, I asked him, where I go to buy a ticket. He told me to get on the train and buy it here. So, now I am trying to buy one from you, and it seems that isn’t going to happen. Can you be so kind and tell me where I can buy one?”
Train ticket dickhead says, “I only check tickets, you buy one at the other end of the train at the yellow machine.”
I say, “Well thank you, I will do that.”
He then starts to threaten me with a $220 fine, but the security guard jumps in and says, “I will watch your bag, quickly go buy one.”
I say, “Thanks, you are how I thought true Aussies acted.”
I get my ticket and give it to the ticket Nazi, and wish him a wonderful day. He looked a little shocked when I was this nice and he responded with, “Now you know! I hope you enjoy your time here.” or something to that affect.
Finally I made it to Largs Bay and walk to Dragos’s house. I get to meet him and his family. More on that to come!