This week end was full of unplanned, unexpected and unpredictable round the clock excitment so fasten your seat belts, or don't actually, and there we go...
I think we can all say that we gave a fair go to Coogee bay hotel, we spent more time there in the last few weeks than should be permitted and well, we needed a change of scenery, just for mental sanity purposes really.
Therefore, we met up in Annandale with ph (fff...) and Caz, and went to listen to Epicure. That was cool, the support bands were good as well and the beer was flowing and... hum... spilling but not by our fault....
fff lives right near king street in Newtown so it was a perfect location for him and caz to meet for the first time, and needless to say they got along like a house on fire... Everytime one of them left to get beer or go to the bathroom, the other one would tell me how cool and nice and fun the other one is.... it must be that french connection thing happening...
on saturday, we got up a bit latish, nothing shoking though but by the time we got off the couch and decided that we would go shopping, it was already 3 o'clock and considering the shops close at 5, by the time we got there, we would have had one hour to walk around, hardly worth it you might say, well we agree so we didn't go and sat on the bench at the bus stop for a while. it was a bit early to call it beer o'clock, but we had 0 ideas so just when we were about to give in to the piercing scream calling our names from the Royal, a bus arrived indicating it was going to Eastlakes. Well, since life should be an ever-lasting learning experience, we decided to find out what Eastlakes was..... don't be too fooled by the highly seducing name because we didn't see
any lakes there..... The closest we got to a lake would have been a puddle of mud in front of the supa dodgey Eastlakes shopping centre... we walked around there for a few minutes, taking our time actually but it just wasn't happening for us between the turmoiling smell of decomposing meat and the artful displays of underwear (cf photo), we were out of there in no time. Just to make the experience fully enjoyable, we didn't take the bus home and prefered to walk. I don't think the amazement at the sight of aussie suburbia shall ever wear off. Each house is a more extreme manifestation of how to pack as much bad taste as you can in a 400 squared meters family house.... Anyway, let us not dwell on that...40 minutes later, we were home and after a well deserved rest on the couch in front of Starsky and Hutch, we got up again, and walked down to the Regent for a $5 steack with the yummiest chips and peper sauce on the face of the earth..... Unfortunately, we were pretty much kicked out of our seats by a bunch of goths.... oh well, it was time to go home anyway....
Aaaaaaaaah, this is starting to get long and it's not finished yet.... just the beginning in fact....
On sunday, fff, Caz and myself went to a housewarming/champagne bbq/brekkie. That was fun, the weather was beautiful (hard to believe it is the winter), the food was great, the champagne had bubbles and both the cds they played were good, especially the first time they were played....
we had a donut-off-a-string-eating competition, Caz cheated by taking a bite before it started and still didn't win and i was hopeless, ready to choke between every bite.... fff didn't do too badly though, and so he preserved our dignity!!We stayed there for a while, and well, we noticed that champagne, even in large quantities, doesn't make you drunk, just really tired with a headache, oh well, we're tough...
And because a week end is never over after a last beero at the Royal, we honored the tradition and got home after that. Christo called up and I giggled like a little girl for the entire conversation, meanwhile, Caz fell into a deep coma in the bedroom, and that was it for the week end of the century........ It was awesome!!
