On Friday we left to head to the Blue Mountains for Pedro’s 21st. Once we got there me and Jen were prepared to fight for the best bed, but it some how just all worked out without too many drama’s. Although Goutham again did sleep with me and Jen.
First night was pretty loud and drunk and high. I still haven’t learnt from my lessons but this time I did not vomit. We played Kings Cup, Goutham had to drink it. It was sotch, wine, bulmers, vodka and beer. Got high outside the balcony and then chilled out and talked shit untill 5am.
Second night everyone decided to go for a hike or walk, but me steve, kelly and pamela didn’t want to, so we just stayed back and chilled. Pretty much read on the balcony until 5pm when they got back. That night we did play Kings Cup again and I had to drink the god damn cup. I did, and it was disgusting. Way too much scotch.
Best part of the trip was this night when me, Jen, Nobrega, Sofia and Goutham got high. I can’t remember a whole lot of the conversations. Something about me saying all I need was ‘love and a hug’. But then we started talking about how Nobrega can move her neck side to side really well, so Jen decided to try to but with her hair over her face. Instead of going side to side it looked like her neck was being fucking broken or dislocated. I pretty much got freaked and attacked her. Twice. Oh man, the video footage of that is bad.
Later on that night, a blackout happened. It was probably 2 or 3 hours after what happened with Jen. Me, Steve, Nobrega and Chris where outside on the downstairs balcony getting high again. All of a sudden Nobrega points out that there were two huge beams in the distance and all of a sudden the blackout happened. It was so fucking surreal. The weed probably made it even worse and I started to slightly freak out. Then people started walking down the street in twos with lights. It looked like some cult coming to collect people or something… I don’t know my mind was creating very colourful stories.
The next day we had to leave, so once everything was packed and everyone was ready to go we decided to go for a last hiking trip. Since I didn’t go to the last one I felt that I should go to this one. Worst fucking idea. I admit now I am proud that I did it, but back then. No way, ever again. Going down was fine, but fucking hell the steepness and height of the steps where ridiculous getting back up. My legs where killing me to the point where I actually could no lift them. Never again. But seriously I need to go to the gym.