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shank's pony
Yesterday I walked from college to the UTS housing, up and down Oxford Street, from Oxford to King's Cross, up and down King's Cross, and then from UTS housing back to college. Today I did the UTS-college return trip TWICE, as well as walking to the Glebe Point Road markets, from the markets to Chinatown, all around the Chinese Gardens, from Darling Harbour to Oxford Street, a far way down Crown Street, and then from Railway Square back to UTS.
I realise this means very little to non-Sydneysiders, but trust me when I tell you that it adds up to a LOT OF HOURS. Unsurprisingly, my feet and legs are planning to stage a hostile takeover.
Tomorrow I am planning on organising lecture notes and studying and cleaning my kitchenette and maybe writing the last 2500 words (she says, in a fit of blind and desperate optimism!) of the WIP. And not walking anywhere at all.
I realise this means very little to non-Sydneysiders, but trust me when I tell you that it adds up to a LOT OF HOURS. Unsurprisingly, my feet and legs are planning to stage a hostile takeover.
Tomorrow I am planning on organising lecture notes and studying and cleaning my kitchenette and maybe writing the last 2500 words (she says, in a fit of blind and desperate optimism!) of the WIP. And not walking anywhere at all.