Got up nice and early yesterday for my meeting, and from the train station it should only take me 20 minutes to get there. So, I was hauling in just in time, it was 9:10 and my meeting was at 9:30. But wait, the station I wanted to go to was on the list of locations, but I had already watched 2 trains go by and the place I wanted to go was not on there. Hmmm... 5 minutes gone, 10 minutes... Finally, someone tells me I look lost, can they help. Thank GOD yes you can (I wanted help but I didn't want to leave the platform afraid that I would miss my train!) Well, turned out I had to go to another location which all the trains passed through in order to get to the station that I needed to get to. Ugh. Gonna be late. Get to the station, and by the time I find where I need to go I just barely miss the train. Next one comes in 15 minutes (9:42) Ugh. Gonna be real late. Don't you hate that feeling? Ha I know it well.
That evening after a pleasant day of walking around downtown and getting lots of prices, I stop at a very busy, crowded cafe for dinner. I thought that must be a good sign, right? I knew that I needed to try kangaroo before I left Australia, and this cafe happened to have it on the menu. So, I'll give it a go. Why not? It tasted pretty good, but looked really rare. I wondered for a few passing seconds if this was ok to eat, but I went with it and ate it. After being very full and walking a good 20 minutes back to the hotel, I was sitting at the hotel computer and I knew I wasn't feeling quite right. I was starting to get really cold, and then I felt a bit nauseas. Ugh... I knew exactly what was going on. Up to my room I went and it didn't take long before I was throwing up chunks of bloody kangaroo (since it was so raw, yup gross). That's the last time I'll eat those furry animals.
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