Train? What Train?

You all may remember that I said I was going to be taking a train from Sydney to Perth? Well my friends, train sounds remarkably like plane, so you may have misheard me. Or I waited to long to buy a ticket and am now in Perth 3 days earlier than I expected. A little disappointed, but now I can get a place to live and figure out the bus system before there is anywhere I have to be.

My flights were uneventful except for having to pick my luggage up after every flight, all four of them. And my stuff weights quite a bit, my big bag weights 57 pounds to be exact, which is way heavier than I would like it. My last flight was the only one where anything interesting happened. The flight attendants played quiz games with us and the man sitting next to me spilled wine one me and then told me that I would never leave Australia because I would love it so much and that I will marry an Australia, because that is was foreigners do. Good to know.

I made it safe and have a hostel and now just need a phone and a place to live. Will write more later, but my internet time is up.