Yippers - and what we have managed to see and do in that time!!
Well, got out little white asses into Brisbane airport on Thursday 18th April...to be greeted by little critters in pyjamas and red wigs that go by the name of Emmbob and Klobo! Hurrah! The team was reunited, with Walshy coming up the rear in her tank of a motor - on off to Mountain Tambourine for us (yes - a really place. No, didn't actually see a tambourine in action, except at a party). This is where the Drennan tribe reside...up at the blummin' top off a big mountain just near Coolangatta - this is all on the Gold Coast. And we SLEPT. My god...I slept real good after our 48 hour awake-a-thon!
Not wanting to waste a second, the us keen beans, Klo, Sami and I were off on the train back to Brisbane in order to get ourselves a nice little campervan. Lo and behold - 'Queenie'. An exquisite specimen of a van, adorned with Freddy and Co., with "I want to break free" splashed across the backdoor. Yes, we were on the great open road looking like a bunch of over zealous groupies who where still stuck in the 80s with our fluffy handcuffs a-dangling from the rear-view mirror.
After a somewhat random birthday party up at the mountain (theme -Draculas. Month - April). Successfully making small children cry by looking extremely deaded (yummy slit throats and herbal essences maketh one paranoid), we hit the road. We kidnapped Emma from 'The English Pub' and took her away on our road trip North. We crashed over at Shorncliffe (random village with a nice jetty) and then played a few days in Noosa - some 'yuppie' beach resort. Hmm...we didnt really do it yuppie style, since we crashed a hostel, got drunken on the notorious Goon (boxes of wine that are apparently 'made with the assistance of fish, eggs and nuts), got free drinks for weird golfing chappies and Simpoly Red (Mick was behind the bar), jumped into the swimming pool at 2 in the morn, and then staying in a room for free....well...we couldn't get a key so we blagged one off the manager! hurrah! Nice clean showers in the morning. Yummy. After all, there is now shower or toilet in Queenie the campervan!
Further north we went, up through to Tin Can Bay, Rainbow beach and Inskip point which was beautiful (Sunshine Coast), then back down south through Eumundi to see the famous markets (and filled up on the free food samples) to be back in Brisbane to make it to Straddy island for some camping shenanigans with Laura and her Ozzie boyfriend's buddies (Laura has been in Oz for 8 months...to return to England....????). Drunken times, surfing attempts and cooking curry were all part of the fun and games...including doing beer and Goon bongs (funnels). We also cruised around the island with 4 ladies in the back (illegally) and went to a fresh water lake. 'Hmm, think that we may need some more water," I observe. Sami retorts, "but Flynn, this is a fresh water lake! We should be fine." "Ahh", I respond, "Perhaps. But I think what they mean is that the water isn't salty. Not Evian." (This being one of the many classic Sami-isms.hehehehe).
Then we had to say bye-bye to Emma and Laura. Friends of mine since I was 7 years old - best friends in fact. And now they are having lovely lives in Ozzieland on the Gold Coast. MISS YOU GIRLIES!!!!!!!!!!
And then there were 3.
So, tis time to head South on our road trip to Sydney. We hit the zoo...and fed Kangaroos and held koalas!! On the way we cruised through Byron Bay, Lennox Head, cooked a stew in Yamaba (in the dark next to a forest. I am sure Dingos were close by!!), cleaned our teeth in a McDonalds, posed with the Big Banana in Coffs Harbour (yes, a giant Banana. Apparently 'big things' are now forms of artistic expression in Oz. Hmm. A fine statement), then got our asses to Newcastle. Yes. Newcastle - but not as you know it. Waking to a beautiful morn, a nice chap called Bob offered us a shower in his house. I don't think there was any cameras in the bathroom, but hey, might be on U-Tube as we speak. Don't bother looking..pervert. haha
Then we party party party timed in Newcastle City with some friends Rosie, Laura and Lisa made this time last year - Carina and her boyf which was ACE having a bed and shower and things....even if the pace was saturated with BOGANS!!! (OZZIE term for chavvie rough types...hahaha). But, before hitting the clubs we watched a pack of fine young gentleman doing some excellent squats and stretches by the waterside (absolutely bloody hilarious seeing 20 blocks swinging their hips and rolling about on the floor in unison!!). Yet, our boisterous cries caused us to be chastised by some older chaps, one of whom went by the name of Popeye, telling us to not put them off as they had a 'big game tomorrow.' "Oh, really?" we exclaimed! And then proceeded to blag free tickets to the Titans vs Newcastle Knights. Hurrah! Popeye sorted us right out!! TOOT TOOT!!! Made Friends with a bar manager so he shouted us vodka all night (yes, another night with only $5!! Queens of blag and FREE STUFF!!). however, whilst excessively hungover on Sunday, the pet doggie, Rockey, insisted on showing us his lipstick, as his lovely medic owner gave us graphic details of post-pregnancy rips, tears and GAPING HOLES. NICE. All a bit too vivid for our sensitive constitutions...so off we went to Sydney. Much more civilised.
However, after having our super duper healthy fish salad, we were convinced onto a 'party bus' after necking some red wine (my god...out of a bottle too!! How deep is it Sami??) and managed to get successfully WASTED
Then, after minimal sleepage, nearly puckage and more free stuff (thanks for the free lift to the airport, Isabel!) we were on our way to Bali.
And here I am. 5 days in Bali and we have successfully fully indulged in the Indonesian culture. We have had a juicy Big Mac, a deep pan pizza courtesy of Pizza Hut (complete with free ice-cream. Hint - sing happy birthday for a member of your party. Obviously it is not their birthday. This results in a range of delightful consequences, including instantaneous creation of blow-up poodles and head wear, ice-cream and rounds of applause and kisses from the locals. Ever so friendly).
However, to compensate, we saw an amazing Balinese dance at Ula Wata (Sun Dance), nearly got mugged by the temple monkeys, chomped on Barracuda, red snapper and king prawns on the beach in Terumin Bay (i think) and have only eaten Bali food today. YUM. AND IT IS SOOOO CHEAP. Had a manicure and massage for 2quid each. Lovely times. Off to another little island for scuba scuba tomorrow.
Crikey. I very much doubt you made it to the bottom of this, but if you did, well done. You have cost me a bloody fortune!! (Well, at least one meal. hehehe).
Signing off.....
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