I'm not talking about their football team. Although I do have a strong dislike for them also. I'm talking about the area of Fremantle. Bad things happen when I go there, and now after so many years of bad stuff happening, we just try and stay away. I fear that something VERY TERRIBLE will happen if we do not head the warnings it has issued us thus far. We would be silly not to.
Let me give you just a few examples.
When I was at University. A Very Long Time Ago. I asked my boyfriend at the time (my now husband) to pick me up from the corner of So and So in Fremantle. I waited some three hours. He couldn't find it. Mind you he didn't have a road map in his car so there is a strong element of male stupidity present in this example. He drove around for 3 hours, weaving in and out of all the streets. I was right in the middle of town, waving my hands in the air like I had just won Bingo at the Senior's Club. He didn't see me. Needless to say I had a bad case of the crankies after this incident.
A lovely dinner with friends one evening turned into utter hell. A drunken idiot literally ran out of a nightclub and onto our moving vehicle. He had stolen a slippery when wet sign. The sheer sound of his body slamming onto the windscreen of our little Hyundai and thumping over the roof of the car had us shitting ourselves. Luckily he was ok. He was very lucky to not have hit his head on a curb and DIE. We had to pay all the costs of getting the car back on the road. All he had to deal with was a hangover and an extreme case of Donk Head.
About a year later in exactly the SAME SPOT another drunken idiot literally runs into our car and begs us to run him over. But luckily we averted disaster this time and Number 2 Drunken Idiot was untouched.
There have been other incidents of missing parking tickets, assorted dramas of miscellaneous description, excessive drunkenness on friends boats, not being able to get home, flat car batteries. The list goes on and on..blah blah.
A few Sunday's ago we decided to visit Fremantle for an icecream. It is a long way to go for an icecream but it was a great day for a drive. Fremantle is a lovely place to visit during the day. On our way home I mention to Husband that we seemed to have made it out of Fremantle without anything going wrong.
Ahh. Yes. The curse has been lifted.
The next day I go to grab the stroller out of the car to go for a walk. It's not there. Good lord, where is it?.
We left it there.
Yes. We left the stroller on the side of the road in Fremantle.
We are never visiting again.
** Fremantle is a port city in Metro Perth. If you ask anyone who lives there how far Freo is from the city they will tell you 10 minutes. They are lying. Fremantle inhabitants are highly delusional. Takes more like 20 minutes and that is without the traffic, and because there is ALWAYS traffic on the Freeway it will take you approximately 5 hours to get there.