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ok so there are still a few of you...and what is this about the brighton independent doing articles on the lost australian brethren? sounds like a sequel series to the hardy boys if you ask me. cool. glad i made the paper on both sides of the country. i tell yah my PR ratings must be through the roof. did you know aussies would never say "put another shrimp on the barbie"? yah i know, my whole vision was shattered too. unfortunately its not being replaced by anything else as i really haven't met too many australians yet. i lie though as in fact the other day in surfer's paradise we met the most australian australian i think you can find. i'll try to get a pic up before my time runs out. you blog readers should feel priveleged as these photos are first releases...before facebook even. just part of your VIP access package. i haven't figured out the rest of the package yet. enjoy!

white water world. the day darcy was sick. this here be the tornado, a swashbuckling adventure of epic proportions, although i admit at first i thought it would actually fling us all the way around, then i thought about it and how that would not make sense. look around and you can see some of the other rides we went on.

one of the rides in whitewater world, good one for racing.i'm third from the right

the group of freinds i went to whitewater world with the day darcy was sick.

PUD, as in Pudding, our roommate for one night. of course that's his nickname but we never got his real name. this guy is the most australian dude we've met. he told us stories for like 3 hours, which were hard to understand cuz of his slang and accent but we got em. he also showed us how to wax our surfboards properly. pretty cool guy.

in the black slide in Wetnwild (for a macro view see next pic) the slide was not completely dark though so we tried to just close our eyes to make it real. this photo is a result of that attempt...i had to open them a sec to take the picture.

this is the WetnWild water park, the slide in the foreground (ie the one we're about to go down) is the one that made our backs look like we had wounds where our wings once were attached.(hypothetical of course, we are angels but we're conservative)

darcy and i starting off our pub crawl. this is a club with a bowling alley in it. i felt bad for the lanes cuz they got hammered by bowling balls held by people likewise hammered. i got a strike...no big deal.

this is later on in the pub crawl. the asian looking one in the middle is one of the vancouverites (go figure) who we met in noosa and watched the hockey game with.