"life is what happens to you while your busy making other plans" - john lennon
A FEW WEEKS AGO WE WERE LOOKING FOR A FLIGHT TO MELBOURNE. WE ENDED UP SCORING A FLIGHT FROM SYDNEY TO CHRISTCHURCH FOR $165 RETURN. DONE/FERTIG FROM THE 12TH OF MAY IT WAS ONNNNNNNNN!!!
MARY JANE AND MYSELF HIRED A VAN. GERMAN HOMEBOY PHILIP TURNED UP TO MEET US IN THE MOST STINGING STACKLORD VAN! BY THE TIME WE LEFT CHRISTCHURCH AND PICKED UP SOME MUCH NEEDED STACKING MATERIALS IT WAS DARK. WE DROVE 2 HOURS TOO HAMMOND SPRINGS. WE COULDNT SEE THE SPRINGS SO WE JUST PARKED UP FOR THE NIGHT. PULLED THE GYPSY COOOKER OUTOF THE VAN AND COOKED UP SOME SOUP ON THE STREET WHILE HITTING THAT FRUITY OVER-PRICED WINE SACK. IT WAS SUPER COLD SO WE MOBBED IT INTO PHILIPS VAN AND HAD AN AMAZING DRUNKEN STORY TIME. THIS ENDED UP BECOMING A END OF THE DAY RITUAL. I THINK WE ENDED UPREPEATING ALL THE CONVERSATIONS FROM NIGHT TO NIGHT. DUE TO OUR DRUNKEN BRAINS FORGETTING WHAT WAS DISCUSSED THE NIGHT BEFORE.
THE FOLLOWING MORNING WE WENT TO THE SPRINGS. TO OUR DISAPOINTMENT THEY WERE MAN MADE. THEY WERE LIERALY WAMRED UP POOLS. BOLLOCKS. SO WE WENT IN SEARCH OF SOME NATURAL HOTSPRINGS WITH SOME SKETCHY DIRECTIONS IN HAND. A LITTLE PASSED A SMALL TOWN NAMED BOYLE WE FINALY FOUND THEM. AFTER NEALLY BEING RAN OF THE ROAD BY A MAD TRUCK DRIVER. THE SPRINGS WERE "SOOOOOOOOOO DOOOOPE". THEY WERE AS WARM AS A WARM BATH. AROUND 45 DEGREES. NEXT TO IT WAS A FREEZING COLD RIVER. WE BOMBED INTO THE RIVER AND BACK INTO THE SPRINGS HIGHTENING ALL SENSES! SNOW CAPPED MOUNTAINS IN THE BACKGROUND. NOT A SOLE IN SIGHT. NO $20 CHARGE. THE REAL DEAL. WE WERE IN HEAVEN! UNTIL.... BZZZZZZZZZ THE SANDFLIES MOBBED ON US! ONCE WE BAILED ABOUT 15 MIUTES UP THE ROAD IT HAD JUST SNOWED. TREES AND GROUND COVERED IN A LIGHT WHITE WINTERY COAT. I WAS SO SO SO FUCKING PSYCHED AS IVE NEVER SEEN IT SNOW BEFORE.
WE FOUND OURSELVES STOPPPING EVERY 5 MINUTES SNAPPING ENDLESS AMAZING COUNTRYSIDE. IVE NEVER BEEN ANYWERE LIKE IT. ONE MINUTE ITS SNWOING. THE NEXT YOUR DRIVING THROUGH A WATERFALL FILLED RAIN FORREST WITH TREES COVERED IN A GREEN MOSS. THE ROADS WERE SLIPPERY AND DANGEROUS. A UTE (PICK UP TRUCK) CAME SCREAMING AROUND A CORNER. SLIDDING SIDE WAYS IN THE WET AT OUR CAR WITH ENOUGH SPEED TO FATALY DESTROY OUR TRIP. SOMEHOW LAST MINUTE THE CAR STRAIGHTENED AND A DEEP SIGH OF RELIEF FROM CHAY CHAY THE HIGHWAY MAYNE.
AT THE END OF THE DAY WE STUMBLED BY A SUPER RAD OLD FARM WITH ALLL THESE OLD RUINED TRUCKS. I JUST CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF IT AS WE CRUSIED PAST. I DEMANDED THAT WE STOP AND GO BACK FOR THE 3 MILLIONTH TIME THAT DAY. AND THANKGOD WE DID COS IT WAS A GOLDMINE FOR PHOTOS! WE MADE THE WEST COAST JUST IN TIME FOR SUNSET, AS WE DROVE SOUTH WE WATCHED THE SUN DIVE DEEP INTO THE OCEAN. WE HAD DROVE FROM ONE SIDE TO THE OTHER IN ONE DAY. ALL GOING TO PLAN.
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oh my god, the diary is gonna be off tha hook, sooo glad youre writing one mister stacklord!!!!
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