I haven’t even made the boat yet. I’m sitting here at the airport trying not to cry. I can’t really because everyone’s laughing at me. I’m wearing a santa hat I got at Sluttingham Palace last night. Slutttingham palace was described to me by a 22-year old girl as a place “owned by 3 old guys (um 35) who had parties to get girls.” She also thought I was 24. I’m thinking it was the hat, so I’ll keep it on and be 24.
After my facial, I felt unstoppable and decided to go with the momentum of my productive day. So despite my oily hair and no makeup I started walking back towards town. Next stop, one of Jerry O’Connell’s favorites from the time he spent in Sydney working on KANGAROO JACK! The Establishment still had quite the business despite the fact it had been a while since Jerry was there.
After leaving me in OZ, Jen Birn worked her magic and got the following quote from Ryan for me: “I know it sounds touristy, but the Sydney Harbor Bridge walk is really cool at night, so she should definitely do that if she can, at sundown. After that she should take the ferry from Manly to Palm Beach and go bar hopping in Palm Beach. She’s guaranteed to meet some great people there and have just the time of her life.”
Stephen mentioned the seaplane at our first meeting for breakfast the day before back when we were a bit weary of this very excited about Sydney / new friend / Stephen. However, after our time in Palm, we were up for whatever he threw at us. And I mean really, who doesn’t want to get on a plane that takes off and lands in the water? One of the stories I cannot lend justice to is the process by which guys become members of the Wrt Surf Club. Stephen’s crazy tales of testing for this baffled me. We talked about the Reums (VeeVlife.com) where Stephen actually is spending his time now ladies. Stephen is playing LA as we continue around OZ. Go find him girls.
After finding out that I had surprise backstage meet-and-greet with Pearl Jam that I missed due to flight miscommunications (well we’ll call them that!), I wasn’t about to miss Chelsea and Chuey too! So when I arrived at destination Fox, 25 minutes late and found out I was at the wrong studio, nothing was stopping me from finding a way across town.
I forgot that the weather from Melbourne always travels to Sydney and so the cool trickles from my Lorne weekend settled on sydney. No surfing for me, but sprinkles and wind were okay when spending time with smelly animals in the weeds of the zoo. Also to offset the somber mood of a cloudy day, being on the water in the ferry made me happy.
His number one thing for me to do in Sydney was meet Gilda. Gilda is amazing. Gilda, her best friend, sister and I drank wine, ate pizza, and talked about boys and travel last night. You cant beat that for a Monday night. It was exactly what I needed. The way Gilda talks about family reminds me a lot of how I feel about mine. She’s the oldest like me. She’s crazy fun, works super hard, and cares a lot about her family.