Melbourne

Its been a while so lets begin with a few small exercises just to get your brain engaged.

Where's Wolly Now? Can you spot him amongst the crowd at the Phillip Island Circuit.


Who is Janet most commonly known as? (Bonus Who is the Dwarf next to her?)









What happens when you drink too much??? All answer on a stamped addressed envelope to Ramsey Street, Neighbours, via Grundy.



Where do I begin...

...we have been in Melbourne now for over a month and we have been up to a few little things, mainly signing up for a liver transplant as one more Pub Crawl may just send me over the edge. We spent four Cold days watching the Moto GP, which is something that you have to watch live to understand how nuts they are. Mainly though we sat around a bonfire drinking Victoria Bitter (its Lager really) debating Ozzy vs Poms with that joker asleep in the chair. I was going to start a new theme to accompany Wally but thought that it may be a little cruel on Jay. I shouldn't mention that he had his hair dyed to a more natural colour as he didn't like the sunblest look, Uhmm!

Lets just say I still think that the guy in the bunk above is wearing a wig!!!

Its hard during this traveling rubbish there's never any time or money for haircuts or even colouring???

Thought you may appreciate this one this was wrote out in the Melbourne sky not long after Steve Irwins death.


Back to the Poistive!

So far I have been cruising the streets, cafes and bars, its what you do in Melbourne but my accountant doesn't take to it to well. I went to a pre arranged party in the heart of the CBD, called Parklife it was thoroughly entertaining, consisting mainly of hip hop guys tearing up three of four decks at any one time. Since then I have been to a industrial rave with the worst trance music, but you were able to bring your own booze which helped ease the pain. I could quite easily become stuck in this little party city, there is always something going on or someone playing, like Fabio, Ronnie, Elton or...

...Dr Karl.

Yes the Dr. Mature Cheddar Warning!!!

But the cherry on the top of the cake has to be the Neighbours evening which I am sure you all have the pictures of already, as Tom (the latest traveler to join the tour) has already forwarded them on. You may find that I don't feature in any of the pictures what can I say someone has to be the cameraman, and giving Lynn Scully a kiss was much more rewarding. The Dr is touring the U.K in November you may want to check him out, the Doc Rocks. Tom is already talking about going back. I will have to see who the next load of guests are first, such as Sky, Harold or Sue.

The evening is set in a traditional English Pub, with three stars of which we had Paul Robinson, Lynn Scully and that Ned bloke. After they say a few things and answer a few Q's they walk around with their minders and have their pictures taken with you. Its strange but highly entertaining. We took a Yank with us, he didn't have a clue but the sight of 50+ English, Irish and Scottish girls was enough to warrant a few more drinks. After the stars have done their walk and had the pleasure of shaking MY hand or kissing MY cheek, the Dr and his band come on. He doesn't just play a little number for you, he stands up there and plays all the latest rock tunes with a few oldies included. I mean just look at the guys face...

As always I will update again, I would like to say Happy Birthday to Sue, if I am not wrong she will be 60 on the 15th of this fine month.

H

Darwin Mate!!!

Broome was a laugh. The city is pretty small and the beach was a bus ride away. No problem getting there, Cable beach is one of the biggest beaches that I have been on so far, great sunset. Did the camping thing then headed to the Kimberly Klub (backpacker place, bloody nice) for one night as we were off on a tour through the Kimberly the following morning. For some reason we keep managing to be put in the room with the fella that snores. Now I'm not talking about a little mummer in the night I can handle that this was full on sleep apnea, I think this bloke may have actually suffered from Obstructive Sleep Apnea Syndrome, I was hoping that when he did stop breathing in the night that he may die...

...unfortunately not!

No sleep for Haz.

Then I was wedged into the back off a 4wd thingy and ragged around the Kimberly for 5 days. Five fantastic days I might add. Probably the best thing that I have done in Oz so far (I'm sure I have said that before). It was right up my street, sleeping in the middle of the outback in a swag under the stars. Got back to traditional Man things like washing only when we came across a pool of water, collecting firewood, switching on the ipod through the car stereo whilst drinking a cold beer from the bottle shop that we stopped of at 2 hours previously (you need some modern day things). It was like a mad road trip. We went to some pretty spectacular landscapes, hot springs, bat caves and croc infested creeks check out the pics.

Those stone range things are known as the Bungle Bungles, we visited loads of massive gorges in the bungle. One of the Indian Jones films was filmed through Echidna Chasm, we also went to Emma Gorge. There was a hot spring in the side of this massive gorge/waterfall, you could climb up into it. The water collected in a small crevice about the size of a bath, so after your swim in the cold fresh water you could just climb up and lay in the bath, Google them Shit Yeah!!!



On route we dashed through Halls Creek if we had taken this turning then we may have been killed (for those again who don't know get to know, clue its a movie about travelers who break down in their car and get murdered its loosely based on a true story that happened somewhere in South Oz!!! Oh whoops seem to have given the answer rather than the clue, its not one for you little Chloe).







R.I.P