Upon arrival in Melbourne I remembered how driving a car in Sydney and Brisbane was and decided to not do that to myself again. I left the car in a residential neighbourhood half an hour outside the city and took a train into the CBD. Didn’t regret that decision.

Melbourne struck me as more relaxed than Sydney even though they are of a similar size (about 4m citizens). There is a lot of nice old buildings in the city and every now and then an antique tram or horse carriage drives down the road.

The hostel I stayed at was definitely the worst I ever laid eyes on. A huge three story complex, smelly and with a lot of weird people. They had signs in the stairway asking people not to take a wee there – probably for a reason.

I spent as little time as possible there and rather had a look around the city. One thing I had to see was AC/DC Lane, a tiny street named after the famous band. And like the band it was just filthy and worn out. Very nice.

Getting around in Melbourne is fairly easy as a free tram line circles around the CBD. That came in handy when I organised the trip to Adelaide on Saturday and had to meet some people. I had put an ad on gumtree, an Aussie website where people can offer anything from an old TV to ride shares, saying I was going to Adelaide on Sunday and was looking for people to come along and share costs with.

The replies I got were interesting to say the least. People asking me if they could join me on the trip to Perth, people asking if we could just leave a week later and the odd 18 year old German guys wanting to party day and night. Not my favourite company.

Finally I found a German gal who was able to read and speak in whole sentences and we agreed upon hitting the road some time around noon the next day. After that was settled I spent the rest of the day exploring the city.

When I arrived at the hostel in the evening I popped into the kitchen to grab some water and heard somebody calling my name. I turned around and saw Pete and Meri. They arrived a week earlier and scored a bar job in some night club. We went out later that night to catch up and have a game of pool. So far Pete is still the only backpacker able to consistently beat me at the game – always a pleasure to watch him play. Funny how things go, there is dozens of hostels in the city and you still run into people you know.

Begin typing your search term above and press enter to search. Press ESC to cancel.

Back To Top