10 days into my stay in Melbourne I find myself in a car on the Great Ocean Road heading camping with two aussies and one Swedish girl, the boot full of good food and booze, looking at the ocean lollipop in my mouth and thinking this is so awesome. Well, to tell the truth, I wasnt thinking that its awesome. I was thinking that its so cool instead. But its not cool to say cool over here.
This was really the first time for me to get out of the city until now. Unless I count the occasion where I took a bike in a wrong direction from my place in the suburbs and ended up on a highway of some sort. That bike ride was special though. It was the strongest sun I have ever felt in my entire life and I had decided its perfect for some exercise. As I was pushing further under the ozone hole, I kept sighing with relief any rare moment there was some shadow. But it was still a joyride and I completed my 30km round tour. Even if it meant that to keep myself sane, I took my tshirt and hat off in the public toilet and made it soaking wet and put it on again. All this made the cold coctails of Friday night taste even better.
Besides camping, biketour and coctails (rum from philippines has paid off) and countless beer&wine (my liver does deserve a rest) I have also been to a massive open air classical concert. Heaps of people, all with their picnic stuff lying about the concert ground. And then a girl comes to sit just 2m away to join her two friends. I look and I can't believe my eyes. Its a friend of mine from Belgium! Just there, at that time. It means I'm in a good place.
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