Chapter Australia: Singapore and beyond

Still in Australia and what a fucking trip it has been. 12 days and….I can’t possible sum it up but I’ll try to.

Brunettes with green eyes, brunettes with grey/hazel/blue eyes, blondes with blue eyes, tall men, punks on the street, caucasian mats and minahs who are damn good looking, surfboards, skater shoes, racism, two blue mountains, thick doughy waffles at a pancake cafe with heavy chocolate syrup, harbour affinity, sydney opera house, quiet quaint towns, Katoomba, Port Macquarie, Mooloolaba, Coffs Harbour, schoolkids with hats, weird funny faces, australaian colloqualisim, familiar smiles and faces, warmth, beautiful, fantastic, wonderful, good eh mate, searching for slippers, searching for coolness, coasts of valuable colour, one tree hill, botanic gardens of a man staring into space, painted potboxes, two barbeques at two places for two days straight, pimple breakout, lamb shank, ribs, potato, sausages, sand island, headache on a jeep buggy thingamajiggy, sandboarding, rolling down a sand slope, climbing up, frisbee, ginormous chocolate muffin, easy ferry ride, ginger factory, gingerbreadman, pineapple factory, pineapples, ducks and chickens everywhere, fireplace and treetop hotel, themeparks, sick rides, queasy after looping around, movieworld, dreamworld, seaworld not to be, flea markets, coal pencils for sketching and an ed hardy, to sydney drive, cableway, steepest railway, skyway all in one day, bridges and finally….

 

 

HAHAHA sheeetttt, i got my onitsuka tiger bruce lees