Observations...

I wandered to the bus stop closest my house, 4 buses full of people went by. The crowd gathered, when a bus pulled into the curb the bunch of people crowded the doors and we all went on one by one.

The bus traveled over the Northbridge bridge and I look at in awe as I do everyday...

I was seated at the window of the bus, staring into space when the bus pulled into the next stop where people were in single files, lined to board the bus. They all stepped on in order.

The trip surprisingly takes less time going into the CBD than to North Sydney.

People dress so much nicer in the city than North Sydney.

I spotted a ra-ra skirt in the shops.

In my course of 9 student and one teacher I can confirm 7 students are married and the teacher, the other guy in the room is not confirmed.

The course finished a little early so I went in search of shoes in Chinatown, there was one point I looked around and I was the sole anglo saxon.

I'm drawn to venues that look lush and inviting, not trendy and large.

Customer service representatives can surprise me with their friendliness and professionalism.

Going to the bus stop at 9.30pm it not a bad nor scary thing to do.

Intending to get home from a potential boozy night to watch an opening of a global event is somewhat fulfilling. Even if I fall asleep a few minutes into it.

When falling into bed with 1000 thread sheets I consider myself lucky.