sydney and lindt cake.

So where were we in our epic tale?

Oh yes! The issues!

So anyway, after the awkward day that was, I was wondering along walking somewhere with the girls (I think it was to the mall). I asked Bekstar how things were (since Eve didn't seem to have any idea) and she told me all things were good since they'd "had a chat when I wasn't there." And also wouldn't tell me what was discussed. The funny thing was, things were a bit better, but unless my tension-detector was malfunctioning, I'd say things were still kinda tense.

Lesson 5: Girls always tend to think that talking (aka the MOST ineffective form of communication - just look up the research) tends to solve everything. It may, but in majority of cases, IT DOESN'T. But hey, they have weird hormones and it wasn't really my job to emphasize this.

So what else is there to do but find out what was said from the other horse, Eve. I had a chat to her and she tells me it's a long story (aka don't wanna talk about it) but something to do with her boyfriend.

Bingo!

Now let me fill in a bit of backstory. Eve and her bf Jimbo Jones are very attached. Like talk every 2 hrs attached. I'm sure if I had a special lady, I'd want to talk to her, but I have no idea what I'd say every 2 hrs. The conversation would range something like "So, what have you been up to?" "Really?!" "You walked there!" "Oh ok, I'll talk to you later."

That was actually one of the overheard conversation between Jimbo and Eve. Oh. Dear. God.

Lesson 5.1: Along with thinking that talking solves everything, girls love to talk. Especially if they like you. For some reason, supposedly talking brings you closer. NOT, you know, sharing bodily fluids and having sex. No sir, not that, it's the talking. I never said they make sense!

Anyway, apart from this minor "wtf?" moment, I didn't really pay attention to the conversation or any issues. We were on our way to steak. Steak, the single perfect meal in every males mind. It's pure meat, burnt to your liking. What more could you ask for?

Well I was glad I asked! Here is a shameless plug for St. James hotel in Sydney. It is awesome. $9.95 steak - 250g, small I know, but cooked to absolute perfection! Served on a plate of creamy mash with the sauce of your choice for $1 extra (worth every penny - mushroom was my favourite). Oh and you also get 4 sorts of mustard. The food wasn't good, it was GODLY! It was probably as near to perfection that steak can get (I'm sure you can get closer though,) but for $11 (remember the sauce?) you're not going to find better steak ANYWHERE! If you're in Sydney, go there! On a side note, we went there like 3 times. Jespar never ordered the steak. Like I said, girls don't make sense!


At some point in our travels, we found heaven. Well, we were close enough for my liking anyways. It was called Lindt cafe. Yep, that's right, Lindt cafe! Don't get me wrong, it's good, but it's also pricey. They charge you like $2 to sit down so takeaway is cheaper. Since it was a particularly warm day (and we'd been walking for most of it) I decided that a milkshake was in order. And that's when I fell in love. The Chocolate milkshake was like a loose feather from an Angels wings (Lots of theological references in this post, aren't there?). It was delicious. All milkshakes should look up to that shake. It was very well flavoured - sweet, not too sweet with a hint of authentic chocolate and cream. The strange thing was, unlike every other milkshake in the world that's good, it didn't make me feel bloated. No, it's not cause I have lactose intolerance and that by milk, they really mean water. It was made that well. We also bought a Lindt cake - the Velour. Soooooo good! We had it with coffee the next morning (T'was my brekkie)

Rule 1: If in Sydney, go to Lindt cafe. It's worth the over-priced pretense. And also good motivation to be good and go to heaven.

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