Day 8th, Sept 27th

Another big job searching day for me today. Got up nice and early again as there was a job fair in town that I wanted to go to. I went over around 11 with Caroline, nice French girl from the hostel. It was being held in a massive conference hall and had about 100 exhibitors so there was a lot of walking around for the day. Most of the stands were of no use to me but there were a few good recruitment agencies that were helpful and set up an interview for me in a call centre for Friday. After a few hours of walking around the hall and queing for hours I was shattered so headed back to the hostel to relax.

It was the last night for a few people tonight so you know what that means. Boooooooze. It was Tacs last night so it was our mission to get him hammered. Turns out he had the same plan. Lots of drinking, pooling and jenga......ing. We managed to really bring out the party animal in Tac and turned him for the most restrained guy ever to a dance machine. I also had to bring him to the infamous $1 hotdogs. We partied till 4 or 5 then I had to hit the sack Tac decided to just stay up all night and get the bus first thing in the morn. Another one bits the dust.

Max goes wild on his last night

Fiona "shakey hands" Wheatley

The living dance machine

Homeboys