the prom for the day

part one: the breakfast
the first day of february was an adventurous one. after the events from the night before ben and i woke up unwillingly, knowing that we must get up before the day shall end.
we got up, got dressed and heading to lynh's house before getting a deliciously healthy mac-DO-no breakfast. for some reason all the cubs kept bagging me when they found out i had three mcmuffins. it's not that much is it?? i mean I WAS HUNGRY! and u noe wha they say, breakfast is the most important meal of the day :)

part two: the creeks
so ben, lynh and myself headed off to wilsons promontry to meet up with the rest of the cubs. the drive was long, tiring and full of classic moments.
we passed two creeks that i found to be a laugh.
"screw creek" and "pound creek" i later came to the conclusion that when country folk like to have outdoorsy adventurous sex they head down to the creek. i also came to the assumption that after the deed, you will most likely have fungi in your fanny. ben and lynh weren't amused and said i went to far. in recalling this i still think its funny. LOL.

part three: the ditch
there was also a hilarious moment where we were all having quite time, thoughts to ourselves and what not. most likely coz we cbf speaking LOL. I continue along a curving road when i see a car in a ditch. I wonder out loud “is that car MEANT to be like that?” lynh and ben both turn to look and as we drive past we see a bald man, wearing sunglasses with a frown of gloom. We all burst on into laughter, some on the point of tears because it was a priceless expression.

*characture depiction coming soon*

part three: the toilet
a three hour ride later we arrive at the cornerstone, the house/cabin where the cubs had been living since Friday night. grumpy, annoyed and immensely tired i greeted everyone and went inside to sit down. i realised the only person i had not said hello to was victor. as i wondered around the house looking for him, i began to call his name. “in here!” a muffled sound came from the toilet. "Ohhhhh" *giggles*

For those of you who don't understand my reply let me explain.
victor is notoriously known for his bowel movements during any particular visit to a dine-in restaurant. The joke is that a high number of these times, victor has used the amenities. And when i say use, i mean use (for a larger amount of time than humanly possible). i don’t know what he does in there, whether it be genuine heart sweating pushing of the bowel, reading the graffiti on the walls, washing his hands continuously until they are germ-free or inspecting the grout between the tiles... whatever it is, he's sure in there for a long time.
so the cubs gather around the fireplace (sounds so cliché) and decided what the plans were to be for the day. as i look around i still see no victor, and assume that he will come to join us once he has conquered the bowl. as he walks out of the toilet, cheers and applause (as per normal) call out from the cousins. vic smiles & laughs, until someone points out "vic toilet paper" he looks behind him as a long strip of toilet paper hangs from his foot. Laughter erupts from the cousins, as he grabs the toilet paper and heads back into the bathroom. Grumpy or not it was awfully amusing.

part four: the travel, the goat, the rush hour
The destination was set, and as the cubs headed to the national park to check out the beaches, attractions and what not.
on the way there a goat lay resting on the side of the road, this is trouble i thought because of the fact that before we left trang mentioned if we past a goat again she would like to take a photo with it.
once we lost drewie's car we knew that trang had stopped for the goat, waiting along the side of the road just before the entrance the boys got out and started playing with ants... don't ask me the facination or amusement, because i simply can't comprehend. they decided to torture us girls sitting in the car buy putting bullants on a stick and aiming for the crack in the windows or opening the doors. we screamed like hell until they got over hearing our voices.
to get benjamin back me and lynh devised a plan to make his fantasy come true of re-inacting the scene from rush hour. for some reason ben is reminded of lynh by this particular scene.

this scene came true to the tee whilst we were waiting in line to enter wilson's promontry. i cranked up my laptop and told ben that to ease the wait we would seranade him. scrambling to find his ipod panic set in, but was unsuccessful in any attempts to flee the vehicle.

part five: the bay
the prom was amazing, i thought it would be just bushland, like a national park, but the beaches were unbelievable. after some lunch we travelled down to whisky bay, i think it gets it's name from the sand winds that occur, but thats just a guess.
after parking the cars we walked down the trail that led to the beach. poor lady trang suffered a hoof injury from the goat (apparently they're not friendly... i don't think any wild animal is meant to be friendly tho?). not knowing if the lady could make it down the trail drewie and ben made a chair for princess trang. i find the picture so adorable.

so we made the track down and were about to cross a bridge over a creek when a wombat scurried past. such a cute thing, every time i look at the pic i wonder if there is an adopt-a-wombat program. it's so adorable! we should name is scurry.

still can't believe how beautiful it was, u reach the end of the trail which is a sand hill, and the view is absurd. to

i advise anyone who hasn't been to wilson's promontry to go. you won't regret it, i still can't believe that something so beautiful is only a short(ish) drive away.

part six: the evidence

the view from the top of the sandhill

horray! beach time!

princess trang & sir benjamin

our gay boys LOL

rock girls!

rock boys!

couple shots

awesome threesome - foursome - fivesome

scenic views

we left our mark (we aka artist liz)