Metro

I have no idea which station we were at, I was being lead by the others and for once, I didn't take note of the direction/line we were heading for. Cool though! Funky lights.

It was a hard week in work, fraught with tension about getting my visa changed to allow me to leave the country and return. It was refused and so I'm stuck here until I leave in January. That's all very well but I had an interview on Monday in the UK that I've had to cancel and it's unlikely that I'll be going anywhere at Christmas time. Booooohoooooo.

So we were off to the Aussie Embassy for fostering good Diplomatic relations as they were celebrating the Melbourne Cup. They ran out of beer and wine though, (!?!?) so we all bundled off up the road for a ruby before hitting a cool bar that we didn't stay long in because it had some weird music going on. Home by 'Gypsy' cab. Unoffical, unlicensed and acquired by effectively hitching at the side of the road and negotiating a fare. In Russenglish. Safety in numbers though.