My Barclay card arrived in Birmingham on Saturday morning. This was where I was able to buy a 250 GBP flight from London Heathrow to Kuala Lumpur via Abu Dhabi. I got a flight back to Sydney for less than $200 AUD and a flight to Cairns for about 60 quid
So I left Birmingham Coach station at 10 AM. It was the end of the line of living in Birmingham as I finally moved there, lived for 5 weeks, payed rent and worked a day. I don't think I would ever want to go back to Birmingham.
If I want to move back to the UK I would rather live by the sea side in Bournemouth
My bus didn't get into Victoria until 1.20 pm and its another reason why i fucking hate National Express, their buses are slow, they have no Wi-Fi and worst of all they can't drop you off at the side of the road.
It was raining outside and it reminded me of the day I went to London for my failed NI number interview. I was late because I decided to attend a fucking interview at Hilton Hotel rather than go to London for my NI interview
I could have taken a tube all the way out to Perrivale and got the 105 bus to Heathrow. But I couldn't be fucked.
I ended up getting off at one of the tube stations closer to Heathrow to deposit the last of my GBP before going onto T4
I had a bloody long wait to get my boarding pass and get on the plane.
It was 6 hours to Abu Dhabi followed by a 3 hour layover then another 6 hours to KLIA
When I got to KLIA it was 10 pm at night. I paid an excess of 35 MYR to ride the KLIA express train to KL Sentral in the city.
Once i got to KL Sentral I got a taxi to Reggae Mansion Hostel. Its one of the most stylish hostels in the whole of Kuala Lumpur and I wouldn't stay anywhere else but there.
I couldn't really be fucked looking around Kuala Lumpur as I have already seen everything I wanted to.
So I walked back to KL Sentral and took the bus to KLIA2. Its allot cheaper to take the bus to KLIA2 than the train. But its very slow and it can take up to an hour. But hey its 11 MYR
I spent 6 hours sleeping there before I checked into my flight and got to Sydney.
I really hated the fucking flight back home. There was a giant Indian baby who was at least 90CM, aged at least 18 months and he wouldn't stop fucking crying.
My cousin Charles says I am good with Children & I should be a "MANNY" and that is a good thing, but I can't stand little children. I can look after my own Nephews and Niece because they are well behaved. But when I see children in the UK and on flights acting up like little shits it pisses me off.
I just want to yell at parents who make their kids cry on planes and buses cause they don't know how to control their fucking children. I feel lucky that I don't ever want to be a father because I am dysfunctional and I can't have children.
I just wish all children under 5 would sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up on all flights.
I landed at 9.40am and was able to get out using the E gate and no Bullshiting from the cunts at Australian Border Force.
I took the 400 bus to Mascot before taking the train to Central. I save a fuckload of money just by taking that 400 bus to the airport.
I went out to see my GP to have my testosterone jab before I went back to work to say hello to everyone
I ended up staying at the Chilli backpackers in Kings Cross. It feels weird staying in accommodation in Sydney cause I have lived here all my life. I am lucky I have a British passport as I am classed as a foreigner there.
I went out to Sutherland last night to see Bastardizer. I was falling asleep before the gig. So I had to get off my ass and dance the fuck around the floor.
I didn't bother staying for D.P or King Parrot as I was sleepy.
I went to Cairns to live with my Father for a week. but doing so I avoided dealing with my Aunt from Palmerston North. I really fucking hate as she has been nothing more but a turd to everyone in my Mothers bullshit New Zealand family. I haven't seen her in 3 years and I never want to see her again.
I got to Cairns at 10.30 AM on Sunday morning. I took an overpriced $16 bus to Cairns Central. My father didn't get home until 9 PM that night. So I had to sleep at a hostel nearby for $26.
I got a job while in Cairns but I had to come back to SYDNEY. Honest to Satan, CAIRNS is only good if your a BACKPACKER or an old age pension. There is no nightlife, there are no METAL GIG and the only thing good about Cairns is the cheap flight to Papua New Guinea.
I have been living in Sydney since the 5th of September. My aim now is to find extra work for the next 9 months and get myself back to England next year OR AS SOON AS I CAN
I got my NI number on 11th September so I felt lucky that I had a good landlord in Birmingham.