Having heard about the infamous Poo Pub from a few of Darren's friends who had been on the Kiwi Experience and from our driver we stopped at Greymouth to pick up a some bits for our fancy dress, our theme being anything beginning with 'P'. With not too much to work with I ended up buying a paddling pool, arm bands and swim cap and went as a paddling pool and Steph bought a picture of a english phonebox and made herself a telephone and went as a phonebox. The evening was great fun and everybody made such an effort. There were punks, pandas, pirates, party people, pigs, prostitutes and even a paedophile...! A few of the punks went all out and permenantly dyed their hair, some shaved mo hawks and one guy - Vince (an ex Dr), let Alex shave a Mr T style mo hawk, then he dyed the middle bit a gingery orange, then he let someone pierce his ear...all for the sake of fancy dress!!!
Before the party got underway though we were treated to a huge feast by Les, New Zealands oldest publican aged 84, of Steaks, Venison stew, veggie quiche, corn on the cob, coleslaw, potatoes and pasta. Ideal for lining the stomach for the night ahead.
Having danced the night away most of the party decided to walk down to the lake for a swim around midnight, probably not the best idea but it was good fun... plus I had my armbands on so I was safe! It was quite cool seeing the glow worms on the walk up there too.
We ended up climbing into bed around 2am as we had to be up early to get our bus out to Franz Josef in the morning.