Trip Start Mar 03, 2007
28Trip End Apr 2009
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After a tiki tour down to Surfers we ended back up at his pad, where I caught up with Mike, who I went to school with and hadn't seen for about nine years. Mike had just had a big night out on the town and was suffering from a hangover and nasty cut to the nose where some fella had whacked him the night before. The next couple of days pretty much turned into an alcoholic blur and hence my initiation to the Goldy had commenced.
St Patrick's Day was a pretty big affair We all headed into surfers to our local Irish bar, Gahooleys (since renamed fiddlers green). Whilst the day started off pretty subdued, after a few pints of the black stuff it was back to our usual antics. I ended up sleeping in the car and then catching the bus home in agony the next day.
On one particular lazy Sunday we were offered a couple of free tickets to V-Festival out of the blue, which we duly accepted. At the festival there were such acts as legendary acts like the Pixies and The Pet Shop Boys as well as Gnarls Barkley, Groove Armada and finishing with the awesome 2 many Dj's who I'd seen previously at Glastonbury festival in the U.K. The line up itself wasn't top quality, but the ticket was free, the weather was good and we all had a pretty good time of it. Towards the end of the night I lost the others and after hopping on the wrong bus home manged to find myself stuck in the middle of no-where with a massive queue for taxis. It took me an absolute age to get back home.
The Gold Coast has turned out to be one of those places where I just keep bumping into people that I haven't seen in ages. Whether its people from my time in the U.K., mates from back home or friends of friends. The amount of time I have been cruising around in typically laid back gold coast style and heard my name called by is starting to become surreal.