Doug and stuff

Early in the morning of Wednesday the 29th of August I was woken by a call from Douglas. He was just letting me know that he was on his way to Brisbane and would be arriving within the hour.

About an hour later I met him at Central Station, the first face from home I'd seen since Swag and Mac left Melbourne at the end of February.

We spent the day cutting about Melbourne and sorting out a few travel issues Douglas had then went to the cinema at night to see Snakes On A Plane. That film is pure genius!

The next night we drank a few cups of goon in the hostel while playing drinking games before heading out. We stopped of in a bar in Fortitude Valley which had a live band playing before spending the rest of the night in the Down Under Bar, a popular backpacker haunt. Somehow, and disappointingly, I didn't manage to get drunk that night although Douglas seemed pretty well oiled and was enjoying dancing about.

The next night was Thursday night and that meant one thing: $2 drinks at Fridays. Douglas was stressing about getting up early the next morning for his bus up to Airlie Beach so he let the side down by staying in that night but I headed out with a big group from the hostel.

It was a great night because there was a big group of around 20 of us. The $2 drinks didn't disappoint and I must've had about 20 of them but about 10 minutes before we all left, at around 2am, I still felt reasonably sober. That changed very quickly though as the taxi ride back to the hostel was a bit of a blur as was the random mayhem when we all arrived back. Some people mentioned something to do with me dancing around in my boxer shorts but it doesn't ring any bells with me.