See ya later aligator

TO Byron Bay and sure enough some sunshine. Adam, pro-body-boarder whipped out some moves in the sea - it is the quickest we have seen Adam move since he got here, the prospect of sun, sea, sand, no rain, surf...the excitement lasted all of 24 hours by which time boredom of the beach, boarding, sunbaking had set in - who said girls were difficult to please?

That evening we took a romantic stroll along the beach, well more like to the beach where it was dark and windy so we opted for more food and drink (sounds like we should be about the size of a house now right?) and then Cheeky Monkeys. And guess what night it is...!? Coyote Ugly night! I don't think it was a bad thing that by the itme we got there we had missed all the girls cos Adam didn't have too much space left for extra photos after the last incident with girls dancing on the bar! Hopefully those 300 that you took the first time will be enough to keep you going Adamski! I crashed out at about 2am and so am not too sure how the others got on but CCTV footage places them on the steps outside the bathroom nearer 3 or 4am scoffing cold pizza and warm beer...happy days :)

We managed to get ourselves another room next to the reception and all the noise! But it was the overly conscientious cleaner that finally got us out of our beds the next day. Adam went to hire a bike - well he told the guy he wanted a bike then went to the bank to get the deposit...by the time he got back the guy had given the bike away to someone else, charming! Body boarding it is then! By the time me and Amy got to the beach and the allocated meeting point, Adam was nowhere to be seen. We scoured the beach for a blue towel and pair of trainers, then we scoured the beach for a pasty white slim fella but found neither. Eventually we gave up and started sunbathing, he emerged from nowhere with a bike helmet in tow. He looked a little tired at that point but that was nothing compared to when he got back to the hostel covered in oil and dirt - good bike ride to the lighthouse dude?

Back to Brisbane and a much better hostel (well, a room really far away from reception, and air-con) which is now mine and Amy's home. We spent the day doing chores, presents, photos then took a boat trip through the city. We were pretty tired from the hectic schedule of eating/sleeping/eating etc so nap #406 of the hols and we finally made it out in the evening for the last supper (before the noodle diet starts again) and a (not-so) classy backpackers bar where we danced stupidly, sang badly, drank too much, Adam took some photos, the bouncer didn't appreciate Adam's photography skills and we left shortly after that, noone is sure whether that decision was forced or not! Hmmm!

And that's it...l'histoire d'Adam...he left Oz with a very heavy bag (we hope you all appreciated the effort that went into buying and getting all that wine home!?) and once again me and Ayms were alone :(