Sunday, 28 June 2009

somewhere between Sydney and Melbourne


Australia, contrary to popular belief is fucking hot, as shown by the miles upon miles of lush shrubbery. Jake and I drove to Melbourne from Sydney in 12 hours in a car full of fine chip marble garden ornaments that we were intending to sell on the way. We didn't sell anything but we did get smashed, eat pies and listen to lots of the Beatles.