Shopping Trip
So on Saturday I took a trip to Melbourne with Tink to go shopping.
We got up at an ungodly hour to board the earliest train, which was due to leave the station at 6.30am. When you understand that I usually don't get up until 8.30am, then you will understand how unnatural it felt to be up, dressed and out the door that early. I even ate breakfast - I'm thinking I should probably start doing that more often.
I walked out of Tinks house in order to get into the car and drive to the station. She wanted to walk. So we walked. I'm a car girl. I like to drive. But we walked.
We boarded the train and it smelled bad. We got underway, and there were announcements that we would have to get off the train halfway there and get on a bus, due to lineworks. I love travelling by train. Did I mention that I'm a car girl?
So the conductress came through to clip our tickets and... well just clip our tickets I guess. That would be a sweet job I think. Just walk up and down the train clipping tickets. How easy is that? Anyway, she told us that our carriage sucked, and we could move if we wanted to, so Tink and I did.
It wasn't a very eventful trip, but it was a lovely chance to catch up with Tink, and we chatted the whole way. There were some cuties sitting in front of us on the bus, so that was nice, and we only ended up being about twenty minutes late, which for V/Line is a bloody miracle!!
Anyway, we discovered when we got to Southern Cross Station that they have got a DFO there, so we spent four hours just shopping and we got some excellent bargains.
We found the most stunning dresses for a start, for the weddings that are upcoming, and I got shoes and necklaces for the same. The ensemble is gorgeous - I'll post up some photo's when I get them.
I also bought a beautiful new coat, its almost a trench, but it's a lovely soft felt type material, and it fits in all the right places.
We met up with Almost and a friend of his in the city and passed a lovely afternoon, we played word association games, debated the virtues of breastfeeding in public and to an older age, and the friend, whom I shall call BD, and I made up some lovely tall tales over dinner. All in all a most wonderful afternoon.
Then Tink and I got back to the station, and caught the train home. Sort of.
The train was really, really late.
Again, Tink and I talked all the way home, and that was good. I'm looking forward to the weddings.
We didn't get home until after Midnight, and then we had to walk with our various goods and chattels back to Tinks house. I was cursing that we hadn't bought the car. I like my car.
So in closing, I will look hot at the weddings, and I like my car (even though its a Ford).
