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From an email received almost 6 months ago... : A swarm of hyperactive Peer Networkers, Tandem and international students from UTS descended upon the Sydney Harbour Bridge on Sunday 18 March to help it celebrate its 75th birthday in style.
They came brightly dressed in greens and golds to show their support for Australia's national and historical icon while taking part in the Bridge Walk.
“It was very thoughtful [of the UTS organisers] to arrange this event…it is a day the international students wouldn't have known about otherwise so it is good to get them involved,” said Michelle Beattie, a Marketing and Tourism student.
Rebecca Lai agreed that, “It is lucky for them [international students] because they get to celebrate with local people and it shows them that we can be very festive.”
The UTS contingent joined the group of more than 200,000 people taking part in the 3.6 kilometre walk, which started in North Sydney and ended in either Darling Harbour or The Rocks. All who participated in the walk received a free cap to commemorate the day.
For those who missed out on the walk, there were many other activities to experience around the area. Highlights included a ferry and workboat race around the harbour, fly-overs of historical planes, an Aboriginal smoking ceremony and the dazzling bridge lights illuminating the night sky.
Allen Lui, the UTS organiser, said the day was a great success. “It is a ‘once-in-a-lifetime' special event and it was about time PNs got together with the international students…to foster the university's international community.”
Further pictures can be found on http://photos.all.id.au/al_20070318_BridgeWalk
“God Forgives, I do not”, is a popular sentence from a movie.
I must admit that sometimes it applies to me as well.
Everytime someone did something wrong, I added this place, company, or whatsoever in my black list.
And since I am a non-violent one, the only way for me to have something back was what Homer Simpson called in one of the sketches, “souvenir”. Please note that all the items shown here are "borrowed".
February – 333 Club (George St.):
Bouncer: “Wait, you can’t go upstairs”
Me: “Why? My friends are there, what’s wrong with me?”
B: “You can’t go with those shoes”
M: “Is it a matter of how I look like or a matter of my behaviour, being drunk or so, which I am not? Are you seriously saying it’s for my shoes, paid much more than any flip-flop wore by many girls upstairs?”
B: “Okay, you can go, enjoy your time”
M: “Thanks mate”.
This time I did not get anything... I still was too much good.
April – La Cita Club (Darling Harbour):
Bouncer: “Sorry man, you can’t get in”
Me: “What’s wrong with me?”
B: “There is a dress code here”
M: “Really? Last week I had exactly the same clothes, but I could get in. How comes?”
B: “It’s management decision”
M: “Okay, I am just asking why last week yes and today no, since I have got exactly the same stuff on. Tell me what’s the real problem, if any, and I go away”
B: “I can’t do anything, it’s management decision”
M: “Okay, let me speak with the manager, who will change idea if he/she wants some customers next week”
B: “Okay, get in, but next time don’t put me in trouble”
M: “It’s not my fault”.
This time I did not forgive. A glass as a souvenir. Deserved.
I arrived in Sydney Airport at something past 10PM, took a bus (massive saving once again!) to 62 Redfern Street, had some food offered by Harrison and Emilie and then I went to UTS to sleep.
Yes, my last night in Sydney was a homeless night, but after all the troubles UTS caused to me I deserved a free night accomodation at least!
The last Sunday in Sydney and Australia corresponded to the last time I went to the church in Redfern.
This church had often been not so rcrowded. Saying the same concept in other words, let’s say there were not so many people going there. But it had a particular characteristic, it was the church where Australians, white people, were mixed with real Australians, aboriginal people.


The same night, after my (short and incomplete) walk, I had to meet my Financial Management team member, Anh from Vietnam.
We battled hard in our FM group project. She worked a lot on it and I added my knowledge. We were quite happy when we handed in the paper but when our teacher brought it back tha mark was 9 out of 20... so a FAIL! She could not believe it and did not want even to see the paper. I decided to act differently.
First of all I asked to see the paper with the solutions.
Then I took ours and compared the two of them. Once I spotted that the man who checked the papers was a ridiculously lazy one I claimed a further revision from the subject coordinator.
She warned me that doing this, we could even have had a worse mark. But I was sure we were right so I persisted in my complaint and after thirty minutes our mark magically changed from 9/20 to 13.5/20... 4.5 marks more, 50% of what we initially got!
I hoped that the “doctor” who checked our papers had been fired.
By the way, let’s go back to my goodbye to my friend. She wanted something mine to remember me after our winning battle, so I decided to sell my bike to her, even if someone else offered me more money. But it wasn’t a matter of money, it was a matter of friendship. Nevertheless if I consider all the money I saved using the bicycle I have to say it has been a great affair!
My last “full” day in Sydney came suddenly.
I decided to do to Bondi to Coogee walk, a walk which was not supposed to be as much spectacular as the Manly Scenic Walk I did in April, but which anyway was worth to do according to the Lonely Planet guide.
I started from the golf coure north of Bondi Beach. There were some Aboriginal engravings on the rocks which looked interesting. At least it was quite easy to spot the stuff they were representing.
In the afternoon I met Daniel at the Sydney Tower, to use a ticket I purchased a few months before when I went to the Sydney Wildlife with him, Nicolas and Tobias.
Everything was perfectly planned, but my curiosity made us a bad joke...
On the way to the tower I met a man who was playing a guitar at the corner between Liverpool Street and George Street. The funny and crazy thing was that in the meantime he was holding another guitar on his nose! Don’t you believe me? Check this picture!!!
Time was running out, and after all my misfortunes I had to run to see what I hadn’t seen in Sydney yet.
I had to choose something among the Australian Museum, the Maritime Museum and the Art Gallery.
I had already been in an art gallery in Melbourne, and the Australian Museum promised to be the most characteristic of the country among the three, so I went for it.
At the entrance there was the skeleton of a dinosaur which probably lived in Australia millions years ago.

Once I finished the exams I could finally concentrate on my holidays, which anyway had already forced to be reduced by the UTS superficiality.
I went to the agency where the girls (Simona, Silvia, Claudia, Federica and Sophie) had booked their trip to the East Coast and asked for information on how to join them from the following days in Hervey Bay in order to go to Fraser Island.
On that night, anyway, I was still in Sydney so I could enjoy the “special offer” of the Greater Union cinemas in George Street. Someone found that inside the cinema all the rooms were connected by a gangway. In other words, after a movie you could try to sneak into a further one.
I met my friends at 6.00 PM. We wanted to see Transformers, but it was full for all the four shows for that night, so we had to choose something else. Max gave up (he was there basically for Transformers but had another appointment, so when Transformes became impossible to be seen he decided to go away) so I remained with Andrea and Sylvain.
We bought an icecream at Hungy Jack’s, claiming a second one for free because the first was – in our opinion – smaller than usual. We did not succeed in our complaint, so we told them that we would have gone to the competitors the following time. Come on, it was “two for one night”!!!
Then we chose our movie: “Ocean’s thirteen”. We purchased the tickets, stopped for a picture with The Simpsons at the entrance, and entered into the room.
Yes I know, you may wonder “what the hell was he still doing in Sydney? Hadn’t he to be on holiday?”. You are right, I had to, but UTS, University of Total Suck (the named given my Dusan turned to be perfect), made me the thousandth bad joke... they “lost” one of my exam papers and they forced me to retake the exam unless I was happy to get a “0” (zero!) in the final paper. Can you believe it? You will read soon what exactly happened...
So on Sunday I could only relax in the GSB before going back home to study again in the evening. From the Graduate School of Business, where I was chatting with Daniel, we could appreciate a nice glimpse of the sunset in Sydney, and I wanna offer it to you.