Coffs

Last week me and a bunch of mates drove up to Coffs Harbour to relax. The weather was shit, so it just turned into a 3 day bender.

I took no photos but Maria did! And she blogs too. So I'll plug her post here as a recount of my experience there.


Mmashed Potato :

Got home at around 3, only to repack for Coffs Harbour Monday morning.

Ryan finished his exam early, expecting everyone to be on time, but of course, none of us were there, except for Eric (his unofficial boyfriend).

DAY 1

The drive there was pretty much..war (despite the fact I slept half the way)
First there was the kareoke wars, I still believe Timmy's car won this one, he is a monster.
Then there was the "scenic route" which was the biggest excuse for the boys to go at 180kph. It felt like I was in one of them horror movies, with the foggy roads and all. I hate you guys.

There were manual driving lessons for Alison and photos in the middle of nowhere, in the pouring rain.
Then we stole Ryan's beloved Domo, and they hacked into my mobile phone.
This was war - and we do not negotiate with terrorists.

We arrived at the place, sorta jizzed because it was freaking amazing.
(I am so glad I know engineers now, because they're all buying me beach houses later)

Went out to get Thai food and alcohol and came home, drank southern comfort and I don't
remember much but I apparently walked into a door, and got bitten by bed bugs!
We pissed eric off as well. I woke up next to Tim in the middle, with Alison on the other side. AHHA

Tim you pimp, we love you!

DAY 2

I got up early for the sunrise, and Timmy (that kid is full of energy I love it) cooked my favourite -
eggs benedict. I wanted to marry him right then and there. He cooked the whole trip, so thank
you Tim, amazing masterchef skills!

We then headed off to the Jetty, to climb a hill and whale watch. There was a hill, but no whales.
And we did figure out that Jeff wouldn't mind being "tapped" by an old guy with money and yachts.

I think we got some ice-cream, and chose flavours according to statistics, and then headed off to the Big Banana. (yes it was raining).

Let's just say I hate being a girl sometimes, but yes the other 5 got to run around like 5 yr olds on the falsely advertised "water park" which was inflatables with random sprinklers. Eric, for the record, got injured on the "under 8s only" inflatable obstacle course, dislocating his knee cap. It's okay eric, chicks dig it.

And then toboggan rides and woolies for more food.
The boys mastercheffed dinner, with pork (which looked like beef) and "intense" tomatoes which were genetically modified and claimed to cause no mess.

There was no juice that came out of them, now that's just wrong. Also on the menu was bangers and mash and mojitos (love) and more soco and coke.

And then we played a few card games - eric didn't drink, but he did cop alot of my violent "rage -like" alcohol induced behaviour, and apparently I passed out. I prefer to see this as choosing to sleep, because I can drink more than Ryan. Tim kept losing the in card game and I think him and Alison were k.o'd.

DAY 3

The horrible horrible rain made it impossible to enjoy the beach, but with those kids, anything was crazy fun. Timmy and Ryan had a bromantic drive together the day before to find the best beaches.

So, we chilled at one of them, (still no whales) went back to the Jetty for some fish and chips.

Oh, we also went to this random chocolate factory in the middle of the bush, and Ryan spent $50.00 on sweets.

He was one happy kid afterwards.

Drove to random beaches, and we then figured out they were make out points! We felt so violated! And took a longass walk on a bridge which ended with a weird cement gladiator ring. (The boys were expecting an open bar.. I didn't ask) and so took some lovely photos.

We found another beach, one with actual sand (not like the gravel from the other one!) and
played 'I never" having to walk a step into the water. I sort of lost, terribly.. and then we saw WHALES, they gave Eric a high 5. It was "hectik".

I think we just ate whatever we had for dinner, and it was round two between Ryan and myself. I drank the whole bottle of mojito mix the night before, so onto the pomogranate (yummy!) and watched Austin powers and drank when there was a p_nis reference, Wedding Crashers and drank when we saw boobs, and then moved downstairs to watch Bad Boys 2 I think (this is how drunk I was) and Eric again had to deal with my rage because he was lying next to me the whole time. And he said I snored. PLEASE.

And wassup is not coming back.

Jeff is too much of an athlete so he didn't drink too much (he plays bball, so respect, panties are on the ground! (kidding, he's all yours Marshiella)

DAY 4

We got up at 6am, because we had to leave as Jeff had to go judge some posters. Ryan and Eric were hilarious, they were so angry "F-CK the posters" lol. Jeff cleaned the kitched in less than an hour. Amazing.

We then took a detour to Forster, where we found the one and only GOLDEN GATE BAKERY ahahha Vissarle bro, nice bakery. His mum was really nice too :) It added about another half an hour to our trip, but oh so worth it. We took stop revive survive breaks and Jeff rushed us, so we ate slower. Tim was high on "Monster" energy drink, and Eric's pie was defending itself as it was "too hot" for Eric to eat.

We then cried to the acoustic version of Hey ya on repeat and tried to steal a cow, and a pelican.
Eric Tang was on the radio with love song dedications, and some Bon Jovi.

We followed the sunlight to Sydney, and went to Coogee for a SUNNY late arvo at the beach. We were just so angry at the world for making it rain the week we go. If we saw a whale a coogee, I think we all would've raged. Then off to Habib's cuz for dinner. We were craving it, and we're sorta crazy.

So about 1107 kms all up, and most likely a few speeding fines for the boys. I had an amazing time. Gettting away from everything, no technology (except the random drunk texts to Glenn! =S) and this time around the boys did everything. They drove, cooked and cleaned, and tucked us in, we did not do a thing.

I don't think you guys knew, but the last few weeks for me have been sort of horrible (hence my zoning out at times), and for you guys to do everything, it meant (SPOILER: This gets emotional) more to me than you guys will ever know.

Timmy, not only are you an amazing chef, I quite enjoyed our dnm at 7am, and how you don't like planning things (being a crazy planner myself, sometimes losing myself in them), and you would just rather see someone and be with them? I admire that.

Jeff, for making an awesome salad out of genetically modified tomatoes, and for making me feel better about not winning (a competition I refuse to disclose), and asking me what I actually get if I did win. Nothing. You nba player - full of wisdown and inspiration.

Eric, for.. actually I don't know you're just a dumb-ss bogan who thinks AIDS come from raw pork. Kidding, thank you for copping my abuse and letting me sleep like a horrible drunk on your shoulder.

Ryan, thanks for Domo! Kidding, thanks for letting me steal Domo. I am content.

So to all you guys, we're forever grateful and we love you. Your future wives are very very lucky

(including you Marshiella).

Next time, the girls will drive (manual given you give us lessons, and your Type R, of course) and make your sandwiches ;) Alison, ily but seriously we are never playing "I Never" again. Your strategies to beat Timmy and save me SORT OF..BACKFIRE!

Til we meet again lovers
xoxox Have an amazing holiday