It was a lot like when I left Port Moody. Perth is home.
Today a new adventure begins, and I'm ready for it.
I have to say goodbye to some amazing people.
On Friday, Brendan otherwise known as "Ralphsie" took me up to King's Park. We took some photos of the view and walked around. 
The important part of this story is not King's Park though, it's Brendan. Trying to describe him to someone that hasn't met him won't really cut it. He is one of the nicest guys I've ever met. He's 34, from New Zealand, and has been staying at the Barracks almost as long as me. I can't really think of the right words to describe him so I'll leave it at that.
The important part of this story is not King's Park though, it's Brendan. Trying to describe him to someone that hasn't met him won't really cut it. He is one of the nicest guys I've ever met. He's 34, from New Zealand, and has been staying at the Barracks almost as long as me. I can't really think of the right words to describe him so I'll leave it at that.Last night, we had a bit of a gift exchange. Brendan and Nic chipped in and got me one of the best presents of all time. A picture of Brendan himself, framed and all. I took it out with me last night. 
Then it was my turn to do the giving. Nic has been eyeing my Molson Canadian shirt for quite some time now, so I figured it had to be done. Just a warning, if your not a fan of curse words, this may not be the video for you.
Then it was my turn to do the giving. Nic has been eyeing my Molson Canadian shirt for quite some time now, so I figured it had to be done. Just a warning, if your not a fan of curse words, this may not be the video for you.After the Barracks bar shut at 10pm, we all rolled down to the Shed. I got to say goodbye to everyone again. It was pretty sweet because I saw lots of people who I wanted to say bye to aswell. The Shed regulars, Wednesday night folk, and others I've met around the city.
Thankfully, Nic's at work right now, so when I leave, we won't have to do that awkward emotional goodbye.
yeesh.
