This took 20 minutes.
Paliament House:
The ANZAC Memorial:
That's it - I think there was a museum somewhere but our heads were spinning from the megacity were were in and we thought it best to head to the sleepy little hamlet of Bondi Beach and pick up Yeremey.With myself driving...
...and 2manyDJs educating the heathens we were well on the way fortified by only the finest KFC the A.C.T. had to offer. Rolling into Bondi:
... we quickly picked up Yeremy and his French housemate only referred to as "Oi Frog" and popped over to Maroumbra beach for a spot of surfing.A 2.5 meter swell and my foolish use of the mal quickly taught me a lesson and after being hilariously and repeatedly wiped out we eventually retired back to Yermey's for his introduction into the world of Shambles.
Derived from the fleetingly popular cocktail AbsolutChamBulls we mix 2 bottles cheap sparkling white, one bottle nasty vodka (now referred to as NotWater) and 4 cans RedBull and eventually wake up in jail in East Timor.
Shambles and poker well underway we were accosted by a swedish housemate of Yeremy's who proceeded to sell me a hammock for $2, and a rather fetching flourescent 80's style wetsuit for $7.80. This would later come back to haunt me.
Winding up at a club in town The Wager was made - since all of us (barring Adam) were now single, the last of us to get a girl back to the sofa we were sitting on would have to wear the aforementioned wetsuit on the next night out. Unfortunately thanks to Shambles I had the people skills of a refrigerator and kept shouting at my own reflection - this led me and Mike to both give up allowing Yeremy to win with the classic drunk american yet there to be no actual loser.
This is not good logic or betting karma. My comeuppance eventually came....
