Ive missed out 7th sept because literally all i did was change room and sleep all day.

First full day yesterday and it was a long one! Went into town about midday to open my bank account but the heat was so unreal I had to keep stopping and taking a break (also I was developing a blister off my sandals) Came back to the hostel to find mam had been in contact to see if i was ok. Cheers mother! But I was asleep and Internet isn't free so I was going to wait until yesterday anyway but I understand her concern.

Everybody in the hostel seems to get a nickname here, mine is CC, stands for child Chris because I'm hopeless with child locks. My first attempt to the pool area to congregate with my fellow backpackers was hindered when i failed to get past the child lock on the gate to the pool so i spent two minutes looking like an idiot and failing so i retired to some place else until i returned later to the same fate until someone helped me in. Other people are tickle, axel, Jesus to name a few, met a fellow northerner called Harry! And I'm in the same room as a lad who supports town so it's all good.

Beer pong was great crack, and bin bag dress up was cool, I kept it simple and put a few holes in for my arms and legs but somehow ended up looking like a had the super mario apparel. Didn't realise everyone would take it so seriously! People got proper dressed up, sometimes far too skimpy which was mainly the men. After that went into town to the woolshed to continue the night. Dance area was tiny so you were allowed to dance on the tables so everyone did that, it made it a lot more dangerous being drunk there but i suppose its part of the fun. Came back at 3 and the few of us remaining. Stayed in the lounge area of the hostel and chilled while Jesus got out his guitar for a late night acoustic session. Bed by 4 absolutely knackered!