Last Friday I spent the day in the oven hot rooms of the Brunswick Street Art Gallery, hanging pictures and pinning photographs to the walls, trying to make sure not to drop sweat on the print-outs. It was great fun and I met a bunch of very interesting and nice people. I even saved one of the artist, Richard, from embarrassment because I spotted a spelling mistake in his name on the labels. As a volunteer, I do not get payed, but the opening party in the late afternoon payed me off: I could drink for free and we actually had a very nice punsh.
*yay*HAving started working at 10 in the morning I returned to the hostel at 9, slightly drunk but in high spirits. There they even left me some of the free bbbq the hostel holds every friday. Sitting in the comfy courtyard chatting the night away with the usual bunch of travellers, Chris, an English guy, came up with the idea to rent a car and travel down the Great Ocean Road. Thats how our Road Trip started...











