Unexpected adventures seem to be my thing. I thought I wouldn’t have any more crazy days for awhile after my big race last week. Wrong! Haha I can’t help but laugh after this long day…luckily Danielle was with me this time!

Last weekend my computer started to have some problems. The screen kept dimming so I would not be able to see what I was typing, and after many attempts to figure out the problem, I decided to take it to the computer people on campus. They directed me to a man named Alen from The Monitor Hospital in West Ryde, about half an hour from here. Thankfully the company came and picked up my computer for repairs, but unfortunately I had to pick up the computer from him so I could pay him directly. Alen gave me directions and told me which train station to get off at.

Danielle and I figured out the train routes and soon we were on our way to West Ryde. We left around 10 AM because I have my 2 hour tutorial for my communication class at 2 PM. I knew we would have plenty of time to get the computer and get back. Wrong again. We took the bus to Central Station then rode the train to Strathfield. We waited at Strathfield to catch the train to Meadowbank, close to where the Monitor Hospital was located. Well, we were a little too excited to get on the train, because we ended up getting on the wrong train…the one sitting on the tracks was the train before ours, and our train was going to be coming in 5 minutes. We sat on the train for about 20 minutes, and finally we realized that we were totally not going the right way. We got off and went back to Strathfield, waited 20 minutes, then finally got on the correct train to Meadowbank. By now it was 1:15, and I began to freak out.

For those of you who know me, you know that I like to be on time to all of my classes and I never miss. It’s really not possible for me to miss because of the guilt I’ll feel and the thought of missing something important is not okay with me. SO, I tried to be optimistic and kept telling myself that we would make it back in time. But the frustration started rising, and Danielle pointed out that I was becoming a Negative Nancy! Ahh! My patience was tested like never before, and I had to go with flow and be okay with missing almost an hour of my class. Alen was so kind and he actually brought my computer to Victoria Rd. and drove us back to the station.

We waited for another 20 minutes before getting on the train directly back to Central. I quickly walked to the bus stop and hopped on the 422 bus, while Danielle took her time and caught the next bus. Once I made it to Victoria Park, I sprinted through the park with my backpack, working computer, and not a single book for my class. Needless to say, I came huffing and puffing in 50 minutes late—the class was sitting silently and staring at me—BUT… I made it just as the class began to pick groups for the campaign project. And, when I explained to my tutor that I would send her an email of why I was late, she just responded, “No Worries!” Ahh, I love the Australian culture. What another eventful day here in Australia...another day that I will never forget!

Quote of the Day: "On a panic scale of 1 to 10...you're a 13." -Danielle to me