Great Fun
I have just this minute walked through the door after a days surfing on the Gold Coast.
Surfing on the Gold Coast
I must admit I’m terrible at it. In Australian standards on the scale of 1-7, 1 being bad and 7 being super awesome I average about -5. I have many issues with surfing. The first relates to an accident I had during my debut surfing trip last December. A friend and I were surfing near Victor Harbor, South Australia, it was choppy and hard to control the board. To cut a short story even shorter, I managed to position my board in the water such that the wave took it like a sail in a breeze. I was attached to it which meant it came back and bashed me over the head. Five stitches later I was sitting happy watching semi naked Hugh Jackman in Australia. From then on my confidence plummeted, always frightened my board would return to get intimate again. The other issue I have with surfing is that it’s actually pretty tough to get good. Once you can stand and catch a few shitty waves, which is equivalent to walking to the corner shop, the next step requires a 4 day hike through the outback. It becomes a bore to the point where I give in and start to play in the waves instead.
In other news, I have two great friends coming to visit me soon. Alex arrived in Sydney today, he plans to travel by car to my home town, Brisbane, through the semi-outback. Good luck to him. Jenna arrives in Brisbane for the fourth. We have booked flights to Townsville for the 10th which I’m very excited about. I love that place. We will see the reef, play silly buggers in the sea, go for walks and just have a great time in general. I’m stoked about seeing them. I spoke to Alex briefly this morning. From the sounds of things this morning I don’t think he had quite got used to the time difference. God knows what the bar staff at Holiday Inn thought when he turned up at 9 am and asked for a glass of the most expensive champagne they had. We are talking about Alex here so not much of what I’ve just said should surprise you. I tried calling Alex this afternoon to find out how he is getting on in Sydney, but it appears he might be sleeping… at 5 pm. Not the best way to deal with jet lag, but good luck to him.
I’m very tired myself so a few pages of my latest read Empire: How Britain Made The Modern World, Naill Ferguson, and I’ll be quite ready for bed myself.