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| Day 7: | Tuesday, 10 September 2002 | ||
| New Thing: | Established the DAFT group, spying on hotel staff | ||
| Weather: | A bit overcast, low 60s (16°C in the evening) | ||
| Money Spent: | $ 9.15 AUS | $ 5.05 USD | |
| 6:45am | You guessed it... alarm went off. |
| 6:59am | Tubby leaps out the door. I'm startled to find that I'm on the opposite side of the door when it slams shut. |
| 7:00am | Yes, the inside. Still. If he was going to leave me behind, why wake me up? So, I went back to bed. |
| 11:14am | Hearing the room's door being opened, I figured now is my chance to see what all people have to do to clean up after the Bald One. Quick like a bunny (or rather, a duck) I leapt to the nearest available hiding spot to observe my quarry. |
| 11:15am | Intriguing. Of course, hard to photograph without being seen when you need a flash, but she was actually quite striking. With the efficiency of a surgeon, she went about checking the courtesy bar for missing snacks (none, of course -- cheap bastard), making the bed, and changing the towels in the bathroom. |
| 11:21am | Much like good ol' Saint Nick at Christmas, minus the chimney, she was gone again. Perfect time for a nap. |
| 5:20pm | I woke again just in time to watch the sunset... reflect off the buildings. Darn this eastern-facing window. |
| 7:23pm | Someone waddled back in. And to my dismay, already having eaten dinner (without me!). I took a little comfort that his plans to have a non-Burger King / non-McDonalds meal were dashed in Chatswood. Yessir, it seems the shopping area there (your mall, if you will) closes at 5:30pm. Ha! |
| 7:34pm | This is rich... there's a light rain about outside. Okay...?, I begin. Before I could utter another word, I was stuffed into the FrankTote, and we were on our way outside. Into that light rain. "Clever" is not an accusation often hurled at the boy. |
| 7:41pm | We arrive around the Quay area. Proving this brilliance of the scheme, let's see how many people are outside for dinner this evening. |
| 7:43pm | When fashion is in order, you need to register your trademark name, even if it borders on the obscene. |
| 7:48pm | Because I'm sure we're the first to ever think of it, we took a photo of the Harbour Bridge, at night. |
| 7:57pm | I'll admit it's no monsoon, or even a downpour, but if you can see the raindrops in the area's lighting, it's more than a trickle. |
| 8:03pm | On the wander back, I noted a gaggle of my brethren held captive in the shop window of a store known as ikonstore. Capitalist pigs! |
| 8:12pm | We're back in the room. Which takes me back to the comment that perhaps I really am happier when he leaves me behind. |
| 8:43pm | The new project: DAFT - The Duck's Australian Fact-finding Taskforce. It is the duty of DAFT to sort out some of the natural and unnatural wonders of the land down under, and expose them, in my own particular way. Project in the first - Figure out this whole Burger King vs. Hungry Jack. They look the same, they menus read the same, even their french fry cartons are both copyrighted Burger King. But when one runs a promotion, the other does not recognize it. Locals recognize the differences and similarities, yet, none (so far) have been able to explan, "why?". I hope to. For that, that is my mission. Until I answer it, or get distracted by something shiny, brunette, or more interesting... |