Needless to say, after meeting these two like minded devils I was a complete write off by the time valentines hit. We had been drinking steadily for a day and a half which caught up with me full force. The night life is a cruel mistress I tell you. The clubs here are insane and you never pay for a drink, Ever.
Whatever you want here, you got it. Reggae clubs, live music, concrete clubs pulled five stories high, pool halls, wet bars, whatever! Clearly I found my destiny. Kathy loves this shit is bananas.
Barely functional on valentines I felt so terrible because I made Vincent and David promise to take me on a date on singles awareness since I was alone. They assured me I wasn't alone, awww. In a weak attempt to get my shit together for supper, my body shut down. Dehydrated, starving, but unable to control the fact my stomach was rejecting anything, including water, I laid on my bed feeling sorry for myself.
Vincent cones in my room, "what's going on? Okay you are sweating, shaking, and oh, you are crying. This will not do". So these sweethearts go out and get me veggie rice and veggie soup, my savers! at this point I'm looking like a frail little lady who is about to die but I manage to get the food down, feeling better. I'm so insistent that these two go out. "please don't stay here and suffer with me." simply they respond, "you do not want to be alone like this and what are friends for." we just met, and these boys have truly stepped up to the plate of BB's madness and tonight the other brothers are arriving! Good thing I feel better.
They are here for a week so I think I will just hang out with them, tour the town and try not to get in so much trouble as well as book a couple day trips before I head back to Thailand.
Fun fact: it is hotter then a mother up in here, but Australia is pumpin out forty plus. Good grief.
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