The first day, sorting things out

I let myself sleep in till midday, I think I deserved it!! When I got up I chatted to a few people, then headed into the city. I wanted to get a phone, open a bank account and buy another pair of board shorts. I got the cheapest phone I could find, a crappy little nokia, on a prepay contract. I can recieve calls and texts for free, so get in touch: 0416807063. you'll need to put the aussie code in front of that, whatever it is, and drop the first 0. Please bear in mind i'm 8 hours ahead here, so no calls after 4pm uk time!!! I opened a bank account too, and got some shorts, then headed back to Cottesloe. I activated my phone and got in touch with some friends in Perth. Then I went back to the courtyard, everybody gets together there in the evening and works out what to do. There was talk about a party on the beach for somebody's birthday, but all I wanted to do was go to Clairemont, its so awesome on a Thursday night. I didn't want to go alone though. I got chatting to these two ducth chicks, and joined them for a bbq at the OBH next door. It was $10 for a beer, two sausages in a roll, a steak and salad. Bargain! This aussie guy called Mark came over and sat with us, probably attracted by the dutch girls, he seemed pretty cool. After the grub we went inside but it was really empty. I suggested Clairemont to everyone but the dutch girls were a bit tired and drunk and had spotted some other aussie guys they liked. Mark and I decided to go to Clairemont on our own, so we jumped in his 4x4 and drove to the Clairemont hotel, which was absolutely heaving! We had a few drinks, chatted to a few people, met some girls, danced a bit. i met a girl called Gaby, she was really hot, but damn did she know it! I had spoken to her briefly earlier and decided to offer her a drink as I saw her approach the bar with her friend. She saw me, span round and before I could open my mouth said 'Are you going to buy me a drink??'. Warning bells rang, but I said yeah. She wanted a champagne, obviously, with a bloody strawberry in it. I'd been had. To make matters worse she got the impression the barman wasn't charging her for the drink, so she kissed him on the cheek and thanked him and then trotted away. He then charged me for the drink, obviously. $7, but worth it for the lesson learnt! The girls in Clairemont are so far up their own backsides, but they're easy on the eye! Anyways, after a while the Clairemont Hotel started to empty out so Mark and I went to the Bayview, a club round the corner. It was free to get in, which was a pleasant surprise, and it was heaving, with pretty much the same clientelle as in the previous bar. I danced, chatted to some guys, chatted to some girls, bumped into an italian guy from the hostel, had a great time. About 3am we left and Mark gave me a lift back. I had a slightly embarrasing conversation with one of the girls from the hostel, i wasn't hitting on her, but I was blabbing drunkenly trying to give her advice I doubt she needed. Hehe, i'm such a penis!