Hangovers in 30 deg heat and sea air don't come recommended. yesterday was actually a pretty good day and a nice turnaround from earlier. Got up at about 11 and made some phone calls then bumped into a bloke from my room who was going down to the beach. I grabbed a surf board and made my way down to the beach with a broken flip flop. f***in flip flops. What utter f***ers. Anyways, I got really good at falling off and got dragged down the beach. The guy in the above picture isn't me. Sorry to disappoint. I'll get some more practice in before I get down to indonesia (if I get there). I'd like to say that I'm typing this whilst listening to a Foo fighters drum solo intro to My hero so I'm going mega fast. I shold be a f***ing speed typist. maybe I could make money by typing in time to drum beats. You'd have to see it to believe it. It would probably be the most amazing thing you have ever seen. So i got back from the beach and got showered. Got really confused because I had told my aunt that I was coming today (14/03) when infact, in my email I had typed 14/04 by mistake. Rectified that but felt like a bit of a tit. Bumped into some candian girls a couple of nights ago that i had previously met on the melbourne bus so I sat with them and some swedish guys that they had met and played drinking games. Ended back at the swedish guys apartment with half of sweden and a couple of english girls. One of them was looking to get into advertising which I found quite funny. Pretended to be sober and have an intelligent conversation about grad schemes and jobs but I don't think it was very convincing to the casual observer. She got out a bottle of what looked and tasted like cooking wine so I was now doused in alcohol. Made our way to cheeky monkeys. I couldn't be arsed dancing cos you have to do it on the tables and i would have fallen off. Sat on the side of the road and had a kebab. Good times. Made a phone call to nic whilst absolutely trashed. Bad times. I don't know if she was pleased to ghear from me but I don't recall her shouting at me so that was good I guess. Slightly regret it now that I have sobered up and feel quite awful. I have checked out of the hostel and am waiting for the bus at 3pm. I hope I can get some sleep. I think there is the option to go zorbing but i might throw up and that wouldn't be too pleasant. Actually I can't think of much worse. Onwards to Brisbane. Love you! Bye!