Sydney

So, I'm here. and tired.
I've had a great night on Friday, after I've been running around "running" some errants on my last day in San Francisco, I finally arrived at the tunnel top around 9 and had a great last evening with some of my beloved friends in San Francisco.
I went to bed at 3pm, got up at 5 again. Zoe and Emma drove me to the airport. Where I was facing my first troubles: They wouldn't let me board!!! So, I thougth, now I can't leave the US anymore - GREAT! After trying to get in touch with Australia (which didn't work, because the attendants phone didn't let her make calls overseas...) they let me get on the plane to Honolulu. My lagguage was going to Sydney, I didn't know what was going to happen me once I arrived in Hawaii. But there I then figuered that the only reason they didn't accept me in Australia was that my day of birth was wrong. They put down my American Birthday (Aug 11, some of you remember that I insist on celebrating that one aswell... ) instead of my German, original one (November 8) . So there we go. I was on a plane to Sydney and slept most of the time.
Entering into Sydney was easy. I had a good laugh at the mid twenty year old guy who's job it is to put the working holiday visas into young boy's AND GIRL'S passports. He must love his job!
I took a train into Sydney, checked in a youth hostel and went to bed.