As Nick (my friend and new manager) said, I had a baptism of fire! He likes to dramatize things though...

Foley's still standing with only a few minor incidents... we had a drunk guy piss on the floor of his room Friday night and I accidentally overcharged a crazy man's credit card by $300 on Saturday, but other than that all went well! It's not a difficult job but it is really tiring! The managers are responsible for all the laundry and some other cleaning during the day as well as all reception duties from 8:30am til 9:30pm and then are on duty (have to stay on hostel grounds in case of any alarm or emergency) until 8:30 the next morning. It's a busy day! But I really like it - very fun to get to chat to other travellers all day!

So yeah, training was Wed & Thurs, on my own Fri & Sat. I was absolutely wrecked by the time I finished on Sat night! That had a lot to do with the vicious late night game of spoons on Friday though... and I call these people my friends! Sunday Gemma was back in town so we went for coffee (and spinach pinwheels at the Globe Mark!) and then I basically wandered around town enjoying the sunshine and freedom. Another round of cards started up last night - Shithead was the game of choice then.

Today, after sleeping in I rounded up my fellow members of the un/semi-employed club (John, Scooby, Clive & Glen) and we went for a walk in Victoria Park in the Port Hills. It started with a walk in the woods (we lost the path before we even started) and then around the park and ended up in the playground (Joey - John didn't attempt the swings this time). Then we drove along the summit road but, surprisingly, I missed a sign and we ended up in Diamond's Harbour, facing Lyttleton, the town we were heading to. Whoops. Good thing none of us have anything to do! It was a gorgeous little spot as we walked along the cliffs and climbed on the rocks, but eventually the wind drove us back to the car.

And that's it - I've been too well behaved for my own good. This working thing relly gets in my way.