Yellow Wiggle Spotting

At the Rubik cube-like building at the Melbourne Museum.

I'm now ready for the exam - appearance-wise.

Found a shirt (although vaguely concerned that all dressed in black, I may look like a ninja rather than a doctor), got my watch fixed, got my hair cut (after convincing the hairdresser that I really didn't want an undercut), and got my pants taken up by a tiny Italian man I couldn't understand. Excellent.