All dressed up, and no where to go. Jo and I headed out for a night of heavy drinking, only to discover nothing was open.. We spent a lovely 20 minutes at the Irish pub around the corner avoiding conversation with the man next to us, who seemed to be more a fixture of the bar and not a functioning person. All is well though, we made friends, whose names we can't recall, with the English lads in the room next to us. Today we are headed to Margaret River, with ...

Day One.. ... A little exhausted. And Jo looks like she's struggling with the idea of public rest rooms.. We've booked in to a backpackers lodge in Bunbury for the night, and are currently sharing a lovely meal just down the road. We've scoped out the cocktail bar we plan to hit later on, and it's stumbling distance from our temporary beds. Despite the apparent warnings of apocalyptic winds through Perth and the south west, there's not a scary storm cloud in s...

Cyclone Warning! That's right, the day before we leave the weather drops from 42 degrees to 26 and it pours with rain, whilst the south west prepares itself for Cyclone Bianca's arrival. But we will not be deterred!! Joanna and I spent some time this afternoon shopping for the trip. Redbull, band-aids, and baby wipes.. All the essentials. Plus, 6 bottles of wine, copious amounts of vodka, and a 2 litre goon bag of cowboy mudshake. Yummy. Bianca's got noth...

It's time to set a budget, only just realising how much petrol is costing, and how much money I didn't make this week.. Never mind though, Jo has a free tank of fuel from work. That's 80$ more towards our wine fund. Good News! My favorite wine is on sale this week, 3 bottles for $24.. You can't go wrong. Our attempt at making a draft plan has resulted mostly in pizza and Polaroid pictures.. But we did pick the ultimate drinking song, Tubthumping, which will mos...