Interstate travels

This weekend my friend and I travelled to Sydney for our rehearsals for dancing in Latvia.
The morning started early and with a delayed flight we became super tired. We were excited to just get to our hotel room, as the boys weren’t arriving until Saturday and have a girlie day of napping, face masks and girlie movies whilst being sprawled out on the bed.
We flew into Sydney and went straight to the Wheelan Hotel in Strathfield (after speaking to our friends it became known as Platform 9). We checked in, walked to our room and came to the shock of only having a single bed, a double bed, a tap with one working cold tap, 2 locked cupboards. So there was no bathroom with shower and toilet and no tv. We were shocked to find the communal girl toilets only contained a toilet, a showers and a bathtub with a scurrying cockroach. The only good thing about staying in this dingy room was that it’s location was only a hop, skip and jump from the Latvian house and there was a nice beer garden/bar downstairs.
So our relaxing Friday ended up with us just napping, and catching up with friends we hadn’t seen in ages, what made it better was that they all came to our pub so we didn’t have to travel far.
The next day the boys arrived,we went and rehearsed and held our fundraiser. The boys room was the same as ours but they asked for a trundle bed because can anyone imagine 2 tall boys sharing a double bed, it would have been a bit squishy especially by the fact that us girls were jumping on their beds. That night after the fundraiser my friend went off to bed, I stayed in the boys room and chatted the night away with one of the boys I’ve had past history with, actually that’s a lie most of the boys I have had a past with but this one we can call the rebound. Our friends from Sydney were in the room too and security a guy wearing a red thirst and things knocked on the door and said people who aren’t sleeping here leave. I told the guy in charge of the room I’m just going to crash in this room as I am locked out, they said its fine as they were going out, so it was just me and rebound guy and of course one thing led to another until the even could happen but then the security guard and the guy in charge came in and was like they had been kicked out. Kicked out of the hotel room after having left it because they were being noisy outside. Well that ruined my mood, I bailed went outside to slap my Sydney friends silly. Caught up with rebound boy who gave me back my insulin pump as in the haste of leaving I had left it there and worked out where I was going to go.
I ended up with the boys, end of the story at my Sydney friends house. No sleeping with rebound guy or snuggling as I made him and guy in charge sleep together and deal with their anger and grumpiness.
And that was a weekend of shenanigans.