OK Kroombit isnt like this pic....its a cattle farm in the middle of no where. i did NOT want to go, couldnt be bothered..but when we got there, a woolly jumper, many unlimited cups of tea, big roast, riding the mechanical bull, me and leah checking out the dutch talent....and yes what a night, it was bloody cold though! i did not want to leave. in mild depression leaving cos i know if ide have jst done oz on my gap year i would have had the time to stay and kroo...

righty well, the flight to perth was a breeze, i was so tired and the plane was empty to i spanned myself over three seats and fell asleep, woke up for breakfast and suffered ear pain all the way down to landing, god dammit. had my bag searched and i mean tipped out and rake though everything searched at the airport, but it was ok... they didnt find the leaves in my diary or my afircan necklace, yipee. so kelly was waiting for me at the airport, it was so so good...