SO ITS ALMOST BUBIBYES QUEENSTOWN
Firstly Chris… it's all in the mid twenties, the previous being a pole dancer… I might be able to get a picture.. let me see what I can arrange.. haha.. glad your enjoying the read… I enjoy being creative with my writing and explaining all when I can muster the motivation. Also yeah my drinking ability isn't too shabby.
In recent news.. I broke my ankle… yeah what a complete s***ter… So what happened was…
I was endeavoring to save lives… it all starting with this… 'Yeah and You'd be lying'
So let's start with the girls story…
I was parasailing down the vertical rock face… my descend saw me encountering humongous habitual cliff bears… this was no challenge for me. I withdrew my sword of valor, slicing through my opponent's with vicious vitality and strength. I'd also like to make you aware of the tom cruise eponymous smile, teeth blinding and gleaming. The Subsequent part of my descent saw me engage in a fight; in mid air. 25 wild bores came charging horizontally at me with laser whips, to add to the action and excitement a perpetual Tommy gun was blasting rounds at my face. Of course I was dodging every one with my lighting fast skill levels. While all of this was happening I was controlling a air-bound drone with telekinesis performing a reconnaissance of the surrounding area….
It's around this time that the fickle blonde starts to question the story… I quickly change the subject… that I'm a covert secret agent and I'm going to have to take her back to mine for inspection.. she agrees.
In actuality… (courtesy of the lads: tom and james)
'He was running the ball up the pitch, he got intercepted by the one girl on the pitch. Turning round he gave chase, he was wearing inappropriate footwear and slipped. He saw his foot roll the wrong way and heard a crack. He complained that it was broken, he got skinned by a girl. SHOCKING..'
Cough.. I then got carried off the pitch. Like a silly boy I went out that night.. after some ice and elevation.. I managed to get a support on it, complete with a shoe. The lads came round, few beers later, bit of Mario kart we were off out for one of the other lads birthday and for some looser tabs drink.
Ps: I broke my ankle in the losers final.. alas it was for a 25 dollar bar tab. We almost won it the first time we played though. Tom, James and Simon the lads I was playing with formed a super team.. compromising of two of the guys from the team that kept beating us.. Nathan and Reuben. Who said guy's care about winning. Jees. There's a 100 dollar bar tab at stake.. complete with $3 drinks, can you blame us!
So in summary. I broke my ankle playing football, another 2 weeks and I get a bigman walking boot like pirate and I can walk on it - hopefully. Another 2 weeks and I should be able to get the cast off.
Then boom, going on a road trip with the lads. I understand that I have not done a great deal of travelling. Therefore opposing my paradoxical limits - love that word.. who cares if it's not grammatically correct.
It's ridiculous I have so much to say, The amount of stories, the great people I've met. On the contrary I've consumer a ludicrous amount of alcohol, becoming an asset and lucrative investment for Queenstown.
I could really babble on too verbose lengths. It wouldn't be no blasé s***e, it would be different, creative and possess the unique Rowland-ness . Cant wait for my ankle to be all fixed up and for my vivacious self to return. Spent a lot of the previous 2 weeks rather jaded and lethargic. Although of late Ive been making the effort to crutch into town (PS: tom I don't care if you can't use crutch as a way of walking… 'I crutched into town' …. Tom: 'You can't say that. It's just not allowed') on a further note town is like a quarter of a mile.. if not more.. not bad work on crutches. Say HELLO superceps.
So one last thing. Me and Tobias are gonna get properly battered on the road trip. Were gonna do a lot of people proud. Peace and respect, love for everyone
Stay tuned… maybe I'll do another entry.. Just maybe