soccer or football?

im now at a new hostel using a germans computer, which is really difficult to navigate around on because everything is in german. anyways, this new hostel is a lot more janky then the other one, this is a legit real hostel. again, i have three roommates, all are pretty cool guys, super funny and laid back. ive already spent the last couple days hanging out with these guys.two germans and an english guy. we went to some beaches and different local spots in sydney. they are all here on a working visa, so they just find jobs for a couple months, save up, then travel until they run out of money again. they´ve given me great insight into the best way to travel. more so, i learned that the larger hostels run more like hotels, where you just keep to yourself. the hostels with not a lot to them have a more friendship atmosphere. although, i did walk around with an asian guy named herman the other day, who i met in the larger hostel. he was my first friend, we often spent our time together in silience since he didnt speak much english.

im going to spend the next two days at this hostel then move on. im looking at hitchiking with some friends to another city...friends i´ve actually never met. literally thats the way it works, you find people going in the same direction as you and you travel together. ive had opportunities to go with people from the hostel im staying at currently but dont have the time to be gone as long as they are planning. the randomness of traveling is what makes this trip exciting, just connecting with so many people.

they have a bunch of 7-11 here. mcdonalds is the only place that offers free wifi. its insanely expensive here, but their minnimum wage is like 20 dollars. my roommate is working retail and is making like 21 dollars an hour. there are no locals in downtown sydney, its very diverse and touristy. i wasnt expecting that at all. and a lot of asians are here, i guess its because they travel here to learn english and its way closer then the states. just some random things ive noticed while being here.

i keep calling football soccer, dont call football soccer even though it is soccer. another american thing im getting use to. they hate when i say soccer, like hate it.

Splashing in mystery

So I landed in Sydney this morning at 6 am on January 27th. At the gate, before entering the country, they ask everyone where they are going to stay. When this question was presented to me, I had no response for a brief second, then I just made up a name of a hostel a lady referenced me to on the plane ride over. Turns out I am now staying at that hostel. I am staying in a four bedroom room, one guy is from south korea, probably doug swansons cousin, and the other is from germany. I dont know how long I'll stay there, I'm thinking one more night then I'll move on. Traveling a lone is already lonely, people in the hostel keep to themselves even those who traveled alone. Maybe they all ponder the storyline in the movie "hostel". I know I do everytime I walk into that place haha.

It's quite interesting how I made it to downtown, I literally got off the plane, jumped on my board and skated towards the city skyline. It took me about two hours to get downtown, and surprisingly I navigated my way to downtown without GPS. Literally, if I felt like I was suppose to turn I would, no second guessing. By doing this it placed me right at the entrance of the hostel I told the airport I was going to stay at. The thing is I felt like God was telling me to stay at that hostel after a moment of praying and figuring out what I should do when I first got outside the airport.So for him to direct me to it was pretty sweet.

Sydney itself is a lot more humid then I expected. The first question I got was about the American election, and of course just like any other ignorant young american, I don't have the slightest clue on what is happening in our election. There is no wifi near my building that's free, they make you pay for everything. I think tomorrow I'll try the bus system to get to some beaches. All in all, this has been an interesting experience and every hr I have no clue what I'm going to do. It still feels like a dream.

first step

It's currently 1 am and I find myself awaiting my departure to Seattle. This is the beginning to a life long memory I couldn't be more anxious for. A long the way I will be traveling to Seattle, San Diego, and L.A., before reaching Australia, and finally ending in New Zealand. I currently have a pack that weighs about 25 lbs, it consist of one tent, a sleeping bag, a small stove, a knife, a water pack, clothes, a first aid kit, and some other accessories. My transportation will be that of a long board called the landyatchz switchblade. I'm finding it extremely hard to condense my pack to an efficient traveling size, yet still carry things I will need, due to the fact that the seasons will be changing. It's more wet then I expected which changed my approach to packing. I'm extremely nervous because I'm not an outdoors person, nor have the skill set to survive in any circumstance other than a house with all the amenities. That's probably why people call this adventure plain stupidity. This is 100% a faith walk and for that I'm excited. No strings attached, no agenda, no clue...