After hearing lots of stories about Nimbin we decided to book a trip aboard the Happy Coach!

Would we become prisoners of the infamous NIMBIN!

The town about an hour in land from Byron where a music festival was set up for the hippies in the 1970's and nobody left. The created a settlement of drug taking, psychedelic, hallucinating locals.

On arrival the legend had being serverely over egged. Lots of tie-dye tat shops lining the 80m long road called names such as 'the hempbassy' and 'the hemporium'. On the way there we were told about the cookies the locals were selling and they are a must try.......But...... only eat half. This conversation by the tour guide was then followed by some horror stories of people eating two or three or six cookies resulting in ultimate hallucination and paranoia. We walked the street twice with no evidence of any cookies on sale, we gave it up as a bad job.

That's how good we are....... in a town supposably full of drugs and space cookies, we couldn't even find anything.

At lunch we met with the rest of the coach trip for a burger. The topic soon changed to.....Have you had any cookies........Where did you get them......How many did you have......How much were they.....

Answer given by the dutch girl who lived in Amsterdam:

The local old women sat on the street sells you 3 for $20, ive had two and there has been no effect! You want to buy the third one for $6?

After a quick huddle with the gang we bought it! A quarter of a cookie each for Tom, Amber and Matt. Just to say they had done a space cookie in Nimbin. It was moist and very well crafted.

What happened next.......

Nothing.....Diddly.....Nowt!

The locals are clearly just ripping people off....More fool us!

With the cookies having no effect, the next step was goon, V69 and an unexpected night out. The night took a turn for the worst when we were given free entry to a bar with no people in it! The night then took an even bigger step:

- Adam was sick into several glasses, ending with an all out eruption all over everyones bare legs and flip flops.

- Adam scattered

- Worried about if he would make it home, the boys set off to find him

- Not being able to find him they made a phonecall and then used the technology that is google maps to locate the lost soul

- Oblivious to this Char and Amber carried on the party with a few random people they met

M & C xxxx