So after that bombshell the rest of my trip to wagga wasn't quite so exciting, but i did see my mates and worked a bit at Crazy Jims mitre 10 which was great.
When it was time to rejoin the travels i hitched a ride with me 'ol mates Dusty and Jenny to Melbourne and stayed with them in a nice hotel suite. (still owe you for that guys thanks heaps) we met up with Grantos and Sally and Corey and Joleasa (can someone correct my spelling sorry :s) we all went out for chinese in china town, which was awesome and great fun due to the ingenious game Dusty and i had come up with, as the hotel we were staying at overlooked the freeway everytime a trade vehicle, harley, bus, or any other strange vehicle went past we drank heavily upon the beer. This. Lead to extremly fast brain blur intoxication and a measurable volume increase in the shit talk coming from our faces. Anyway i have suprisingly detracted from the chinese meal which was amazing ( thankyou sally and grant i will repay you ). I had west lake duck which was delicious, but Jenny wouldn't talk to me for a while as she once had pet ducks, but little did she know they had the potential to be so delicious. After faces were sufficiently filled with food we decided to waddle our gluttony fuel butt back to the hotel which is convieniently located right behind crown ca$ino. Bowling at the crown was the next port of call and bowl we did. Apparently, unbeknownst to myself my bowling technique leaves a bit to be desired, but i do enjoy throwing heavy things around (which is coincidentally how i've made it this far through life) even my painful sounds of disgust after each gutter ball couldn't help my ever stagnated score. Twinkle toes Sally was in tremendous form and came runner up to the Grant's face, which complained about having a sore butt aparently from the vigorous bowling the night before, just to make sure we knew that he was playing with a handicap but still managed to beat us. Many thanks again for shouting me guys you are gems.
The next morning i was collected by Sir William Poynton, and we enjoyed a day of wining and dining in various locations around the city. All the food i consumed in Melbourne was amazing. Highlight of the day was the espresso martini from the "white rabbit" basically an espresso shot in kaluha and vodka? Anyway it was delicious and energizingly intoxicating. Thanks guys. It was great to catch up with Will, Ange, Melodie and her man Christian After at the irish pub that night we ate 47 different types of potatoe all differently satisfying in thier own carbtastic way. After another bloated whinge filled waddle back to the apartment we talked some shit and retired for the evening. The next morning i woke up at 5:30 to catch my flight, the brave Sir Poynton was also awake to chauffer me to the airport. After a 12km walk through the stupid Melbourne airport i found my plane and boarded.
I was greeted at the airport by my long lost counterparts and a beam of light shone down from above as the wolfpack was together again. No doubt other people in the airport were rightfully scared/awestruck by the event taking place before them. Or they completley ignored us and my need for importance has lead me to embelish somewhat. Regardless we were all back together again, the guys took me back to the caravan park where we would be staying for the evening, later that day we were also joined by Sonia and Misty whom were coming to the Big Day Out with us awwww yeah. That night Heather came out with the corker of a question
"how can you go overseas, and not know what means everything?"
I wasn't sure how to answer and still have not thought of an answer, sorry heff.
A night of sleep opened up into a day, a big day, a BIG DAY OUT!!!
Trepedation filled the air as we organised our way to the showgrounds where the big day of out was to be held. Mikyla had thoughtfully in her brilliantly organised fashion arrange for a duo of taxi's to ferry us to the festival. The crowd was thick at the entrance but to my suprise the entry process was quite painless and efficient, before we knew it we were in the venue buying drink tickets and discussing the days frivolity. The bands i can remember/enjoyed seeing were:
• Dead letter circus
• Children collide
• Airbourne
• Birds of Tokyo
• Bliss and Esso
• Wumina
• Die Antwood
• Rammstien
• Tool
Higlight of the day was Tool, great light show and i love hearing them play their songs in a different way. Closley followed by Rammstien who's show was ridiculously over the top, we're talking pyrotechnics in every song, head mounted flamethrows, fireballs explosions smoke and ridiculous light show, there was also a hint of metal chugging away but the visuals of the show are awesomely distracting. The nex artist i really enjoyed was Wumina, she was awesome in lilly world, (a far out hippy themed area, thrown forward through time with a hint of nightmarish phsycadellia.) it was great giant cushions to relax on plenty of people dancing and having a blast.
The other part of the day that was quite the thrill was Mik and I went on the slingshot ride in the middle of the main stage are. Very intense i recommend it to everyone should you get the chance. As the day turned to night and the glamour of the stages returned to dark skeletal scaffolds in the night we made our move to head back to the brown hills caravan park. It took a bit of taxi wrangling but we arrived home fairly easily.
The rest is content for another post, so stay tuned for another overdue update.
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