. Before hitting the beach, we had a wander through the achingly hipster Bondi markets but not wishing to leave completely bankrupt, decided to make a beeline for the beach. As we settled into our spot, I heard the unmistakable twang of a Glaswegian accent. Amazed, I hunted down its owner, a twenty odd year old ex-pat from Bearsden who has been living in Aus for seven years!
You can take the boy out of Scotland but…
Mr You like Party?? And I stayed at Bondi until sunset and it was great having him for company.Apart from anything else, when I came back from swimming, he was so easy to spot amongst the crowds because he was SO tanned, even by Bondi standards and meant I didn’t get lost like I had the first time I went there. And I secretly enjoyed rubbing sunscreen into his back! Teehee! Thankfully, there weren’t any sharks this time either and it was lovely to lie on my back in the water and drift with the waves, looking up at the sky. Amazing. This was what I’d spent my cold, drechit days in Edinburgh dreaming about. And most importantly, this time, I got away with minimal sunburn, hurrah!
My first trip to Bondi beach and my sunburn fail is by far one of most memorable events to happen to me so far in Australia, for all the wrong reasons! So when Mr You Like Party? suggested another trip I was a little bit apprehensive about resembling a radioactive lobster and decided I wasn't taking any chances. After a shower that morning, I was slathering on gallons on sunscreen in my dorm when a voice behind me said 'Hey, do you want a hand with that?’ I turned round and saw the German girl with the buzzcut sitting up in bed with a strange smile on her face. I hadn’t even realised she was in the room! I told her I was pretty sure I could manage and fled with only a towel round me just in case I was molested! Oh dear! Armed with enough sunscreen to last about a century, Mr You like Party? and I arrived at Bondi to be greeted by about a gazzlion more tourists. This time, mostly Brits and they were EVERYWHERE. But who can blame them? Bondi is every Vitamin D deprived Pom’s idea of heaven, with beautiful white sand, blue cloudless skies and lovely warm waters