‘I wagged school on Friday and went to Manly with Jacob Coote… He paid for my ferry ticket.’ – pg 149
Speaking of tickets, it took Rachel and I some time to work out what sort of ticket we needed because the system is a bit different in Melbourne (stupid Myki – Sydney has the right idea, keeping the paper tickets). When we eventually figured out what tickets we needed, we were good to go. We caught a train to Circular Quay and then the ferry to Manly. When it was time to go home and board the ferry, I couldn’t find my ticket and unfortunately had to buy another (the ticket was fairly pricey I might add). When we got back to Central station, Rachel went through the boom gates, turned around and there I was, stuck on the station side. I couldn’t find my new ticket. While Rachel laughed hysterically at me, I rummaged through my bag and then dumped the contents on the station floor. Eventually I found it… in my wallet…
Watch this space, a follow up story to come!