The first couple of days in Monmouth have been and gone. I
arrived at the train station at 2pm on Wednesday and it turns out Andy was
actually on the same train as me. Sam however had been waiting at New Port for
about three hours, jet lagged and freezing cold since he’d come straight from
Sydney and 35 degrees to single digits here.
Sam and Andy are legit guys. They’re both from Sydney but
two different schools. They both played for their 1st XI cricket
teams; Andy as an opener and Sam as an all-rounder. They’ve both been involved
in heaps of stuff at their schools and both got 95% in their final exams…
Pressure on for one week’s time!
There hasn’t been much to tell so far, but what we do know
is that there are far too many names and faces to put together right now. We’ll
get there eventually but right now it’s pretty difficult.
Sam, Andy and I all learnt a vital lesson last night at the
pub. Andy’s was that warm beer is horrendous and he should never buy it again;
Sam found out Guinness is pretty disgusting and Sam and I both made the mistake
of ordering the ‘Welsh Dragon curry.’ I think the five peppers next to the name
on the menu SHOULD have given it away that it was smoking hot and uneatable…
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