Doing Hard Time on Raro

Alright....so now i find myself in auckland, fookin tired. have left the cook islands and my criminal past behind. and with that why dont i step back in time a bit...

so i get to the cook islands on the 23rd. i leave rarotonga (main island) right away and head for a smaller island, aitutaki, about a 40min plane ride.

Aitutaki was great, incredible snorkelling, beaches, my own beachfront hut, organic tropical fruits from the garden next door and that grow on the trees all over the place. Stayed at matriki beach huts, temporarily run by this canadian couple, Fred and Kristene, from BC. Very cool people. Was there for 4 days mostly just chillin, swimmin with the fishes.
Flew back to rarotonga and stayed at Rarotonga backpackers. Met some good people staying there and decided we'd all go out on a hostel organized pub crawl...yay! basically i wind up in some bar full of locals, pissed drunk, makin friends with everyone...even the cross dressers. not good friends...just drinkin buddies! aanyways, i stumble out, ask some dude for a ride on his motorbike back to the hostel, next thing i know we're ridin somewhere i know is not where i should be and buddy starts makin some overtly sexual innuendos. i kindly request he pull over so i can piss and subsequently take off into the bushes. i wind up at some house, asking some lady where the hell i am and naturally she phones the cops and they come and take me away. i wake up in the morning in the drunk tank with another large local who was in the same condition as me. we shared a laugh. i think i'm gonna be sent off, but they decide theyre going to charge me with "being unlawfully found" i think is how they phrased it. tresspassing essentially. so i had to sit in this police station between different rooms and cells they shuffled me around to because being saturday and i was leaving the next day they had to find a court registrar and judge. they finally dragged me out of my cell at 430 just as i was about to have a mental meltdown. went to court, sat in the witness box and all and was given a 40$ fine and 30$ court costs. Beauty! i could have had 3 months in jail. and potentially would have had to change my flight and go to court on monday if they hadnt found the judge etc.. but it was quite possibly one of the worst days i've experienced ever, being hungover in a foreign police station awaiting my fate. best story at the hostel though!

i'll get some travel photos and vids up asap


p.s. ... i did carve 'smudge' into the cell wall....wa*kers