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mmmm...me likie sausage samich

Monday, June 27, 2005
Every Friday night some of the guys from Citychurch (the church that I’m interning at in Newcastle) go out and set up a three grills and two tables in order to give out free sausage sandwiches and coffee to everyone coming out of the pubs (bars). We’re usually out from 10pm till about 2am. As you might assume, people coming out from the pubs are, for the most part, wasted…and even though it’s a sad sight, we get some hilarious drunk people. There is this one dude, in particular, that stands out above the rest.

Two Fridays ago this Dude, while waiting in line for a sausage sandwich, started to express how incredible He thought that we were for the service that we were providing. He continued by making sure that everyone in line has dropped money into one of the donation tins. A few minutes later He came back and loudly made known His gratitude to everyone once more. But that wasn’t enough. He asked us to empty one of the donation tins in order that He may go hit up people that haven’t given a donation. About ten minutes later this guy returns with a half full tin and a huge grin on his proud yet drunken face. He then turns to Ben (one of the guys from the church) and asks, “So what are these donations about?” Ben replies, “It’s for a drug and rehabilitation center…” The Dude then continues, “…Oh, I’ve been telling people it’s for cancer research…” HAHAHA

Well, that’s not the end of it… After disappearing into the pub across the street for a few hours, He makes another appearance. This time He goes right past us and starts to climb the huge oak tree that’s about 30 feet behind us. Mind you, this guy is wearing a suit and tie. Anyway, He manages to reach an impressive height of 20 feet and then proceeds to yell out, “I’m giving back to nature…I am giving back to nature…!!” while pissing for 45 seconds onto the ground below.

Good times in Australia…

Jet-lag, left-handed cars, and starbucks

Saturday, June 04, 2005
Welp, I made it to Newcastle. It's gotta be one of the most beautiful places on earth...the beaches are picture perfect with great waves.
Darko and Cathy, the people that I'm staying with, are great and they've treated me as royalty...I couldn't ask for more.
Later on I'll write a little more about the voyage here...not much time right now.