Aggressive Seagulls and Shifty Cabbies

Yesterday, a group of friends and I went to the 18th Biennale of Sydney, considering it happened once every two years. We assumed since it was the last day of the exhibition that there wouldn't be as many people. But we were wrong. The ferry lines were super looooooooooooooooooooooooooong. As per usual, I overslept. Typical Anita. I set my alarm at 7am, so I could get ready and take the 9:02 train. Unfortunately, I woke up at 9am instead... I think next time I should set up multiple alarms.

So we got off at Circular Quay and to get to Cockatoo Island we had to take a ferry! It was really relaxing because we were at the front of the line and got to sit on the top deck! The sunshine + breeze + view of Sydney Harbour = chilled Sunday morning! And as if one bad thing led to another, because I woke up late: I wasn't able to charge both my phone or my iPod. Which meant I was only able to take a few photos before they both died. Luckily Maria, Jessica and Joanne came with their flashy cameras, so I'm sure they'll post the photos up eventually if you were interested in what the Biennale had to offer (even if it has ended)

The artworks were very interesting to say the least. Some were slightly peculiar and confusing, while others were eccentric, whimsical and truly inspiring! Although this wasn't part of any artwork, we did get to see one of nature's beautiful creations! Whilst I was staring out into the harbour, I noticed a family of seagulls perched on the other side of the ledge. There were the parents and two super fluffy and adorable seagull chicks!

We left the island at around 2:30 and due to the long ass ferry ride, we missed the train that we were meant to catch to get to tutor on time. We also missed the train after that because it was either food or tutor. And we chose food. No regrets there! We got to Liverpool at 4:20 ish and since we were absolutely exhausted Maria that genius suggested we take a taxi. I should've known not to trust that taxi driver because he didn't even know how to get to our destination and had to use his iPhone to locate it. So we got to tutor and guess how much he charged us. $15!!!!!! I don't even think he actually pressed the meter, because when we asked him, he paused and said "umm.... $15." I kid you not. I seriously wanted to ask him for a receipt, but we were late enough as it is and sadly, I ain't that great with confrontation. But next time, I won't be as stupid to get ripped off by a damn Indian taxi driver. Or any taxi driver for that matter.

Be prepared taxi drivers. I am ready for you!