blog? why not?

soooo, I was reading my very good friends blog thing, about life and australia and all that jazz, and thought, hmm, why dont i start writing my memoirs down? so in true english pikey form, i have nicked your idea jamie.. cheers! so here is my tale of australia; naked french men, cwwtchs and goon included.

It all started on February 22nd, 2008, in 7 fullers avenues, tolworth..aka, my 21st birthday :)
My good mate Terri turned up, by pure chance, and told me how she is all booked to go travelling to Australia, so of course im jealous straight away and want to do the same thing, to which she invites me to come along! It took a couple of months of persuasion but once reality finally kicked in and I realised, wait a sec, the lease on my house is up at the end of july, meaning back to the rents (bad times) my job was a job i would probably be stuck in for the rest of my life if I never left (again, bad times) I was on a very high dosage of anti depressants (really bad times) and me n my man were headed for total catastrophicness (the worst times!), i thought, FUCK IT! went to the bank the next day, moved some wonga around and wam bam thanku mam, i have a one way ticket to oz...get me!

August 2008, me n terri set off. EXCITMENT! we stay at her uncles for the first couple of weeks, where we meet a couple of guys, Brad and Ben..funny guys, especially Benny. Brad on the other hand.. he gave me an experience that never needs to be spoken about..ever! *cringe*

And off to Brisbane it was! and in true first time backpacker form, we spent majority of our money there... eating out 3 times a day, drinking REAL alcohol, going shopping as if our backpacks were made from the same people that designed Mary Poppins' handbag, drinking at the Down Under Bar every night :) eyeing up Dominic, the lovely glassy from Germany who loved smiling (smilings his favourite), getting asked if me & terri were 'travelling together, or travelling together' sharing our 'all girls' room in base with a french guy, listening to the drunken rambles of scottish know- it- all- but- fucking- hilarious - aaron, never quite being able to work out whether Ashley was gay or straight and getting spanked by my personal fave, Gregoir :)

and then a minor stint in Surfers Paradise... nuff said

then, out of nowhere, I fell in love, with Byron bay <3 I wont mention all the things that happened in Byron, cos, 7 months is a lot of memories! but i can definately reminice on the highlights. and firstly, for a lot of reasons, is meeting Katie Cross. I dont think my life would feel totally complete without her now. plus, I would also have never met my songwriting partner! my second is Leah Merriman, my PIC, fellow smurfette and skank. Not only did living with her make me a domestic goddess and the new Nigella, but it also brought me out of my depression coma..and made me into the person I am today. and for that, she is my bestest friend ever. ok, enough of the gay.


Byron bay bought all sorts of fun/wierd and random things which I would like to share with you; Lurch, Ken, a bomb scare..'oh no wait, what we thought may have been a bomb is in fact a tube of sand..' 'can i eat you out?' massashi and his compact sushi roll, the goon song, the best german couple, Harrison and his many cocoons, DDOOIIIING, crabby crab crab the missing purse, Crazy Jack, crazy Joel, Crazy Joe, pissy Jim and his pissing adventures, Nimbin (all visits), Mushi the cat, Shane&Martin the ducks and their many babies, the happiest most exciteable dog in the world, smurfing, poiing, powercuts, Andy's gold bag filled with 'femidoms' (tampons), the best xmas ever, me- 'throw something at her to stop her snoring' katie-'nat..I think iv killed her!', Tam & Stephané :) , r.i.p to pissy jim (we heart u lots) , waking up to a naked french man in Harumi's bed at 6am..and then attacking him with a broom, cheese crisp and salad cream sandwich, Shane's calves, Elka, Rico, Chico and ferdinand, zoolander & anchorman, the vending machine standard..doritos & snickers, family guy, powerthirst (every edition), fred peeing in the pool..why'd he do that?!, my boys got the same haircut, andy in a bikini, andy with a sword up his bum, andy with make up, andy with minimal clothing, dont smile because its over (duuh!), rice krispies, LOOSE, ya fuck 'ed, goose, cwwchtin (soz J, i duno how to spell it!) House (she got raped), masterchef, can you see my boobs? , these ants are ruining our picnic..dont you mean this picnics ruining our ants?, small willies, flooding, cleaning bedrooms & bathrooms, billiliip, topless sunbathing, oh yeaaahh cheeeeeeese!, noodle what, noodle what, poooooodle, Markus - thats all that needs to be said, being spanked by Brendon and his goon bag, goats, Mikey screwing with my head when majorly high, THE night of love, Trev Bev & Kev, acting freakishly geeky, the beachy, crazy Karl (my future husband..if i get my ass in to gear ), Kings of Leon kareoke, sideboob (mainly mine!) goodbye best camera in the world,
fish finger pasta with bolognese sauce, fist me, lip pericings, HEY GO! and last but not least, WET DOG.

Cairns..now Cairns was fun! except living in the sharehouse with a schizophrenic lady who spoke to the devil....but living with the frenchies and the norwegians, lagooning every day,playing mission pale skin, drinking tequila shots from teapots (oh man we shudna did this), having the wierdest sleeping pattern, night terrors, reading, steak & gravy, horton hears a domestic row and doesnt call 911, the italian...still cant beleive what he said!, and of course, the woolshed, made Cairns most good..MOST GOOD.

there are sooooo many other memories that i have, from other places, like Townsville, Magnetic Island (full moon party..wee bit brass), cairns the 1st time round (great barrier reef), Fiji.. free snorkelling (better than the GBR), jet ski rides, fishing trips, free Rum being rammed down our necks, meeting the lovely Brandon aka Kung Foo and living on Fiji time..oh and also reacting badly to anything i ate leading to me losing about a stone..great success! oh and also..bed bugs!

this last year has been the best ever! and all i can think about is going back and doing more of it! but I must firstly get a job..which is proving a lot harder than I orginally thought...plus I still live on Byron time..that could be an issue.... oh well! till then bloggers!