I had no plans for this weekend. I wanted to catch up on sleep, laundry and school work. Jeff thought this lack of planning would affect our blog war. Well, I momentarily forgot that my life is ALWAYS exciting and even if I don't make plans, they somehow seem to find me.
After class Thursday I rushed home to get ready so Hanne and I could go out for Ladies Night. We headed to a bar down the street from my house called the Chalk Hotel. I walk by it daily and it always looks so cool so I've really wanted to try it out. This is the same place that randomly had snow outside one night and had a stripper pole class another night. So we arrived and sat out on the porch enjoying the night air, and beverages of course. I wanted to find out more about this pole dancing class so I asked the security guard about it. He doesn't work Tuesday nights so he got the manager for me. He explained that it was a free workout class held for an hour on Tuesday nights and it has become so popular that they have started doing two classes now. He also said all of the girls he's talked to have said its a fabulous workout. Done and done. With the way the economy is going in the US, a girl has to have options ya know? No mom, I am not going to become a stripper. But next Tuesday Hanne and I are going to check out the class and see what all the hype is about.
I then headed up to the bar to get a new round of drinks, which were on the house courtesy of the manager. I may not have that spark from college, but I haven't lost it completely :) By the time I came back to the table, Hanne had chatted up a few guys and when I walked up and introduced myself they said "Are you from North Carolina too?" Explanation: Hanne told me that for fun sometimes she tells people she's from NC. And people actually believe her because her English is quite good. Obviously, anyone from the states would immediately know she was lying, but these were Aussies and bought it hook, line and sinker. I then explained that yes, I was from NC but Hanne was actually from Norway and her accent didn't even come close to my Southern twang. We all had a good laugh and continued chatting. The main guys we talked to were David and David. We shall call them David1 and David2 to clarify. They are both engineers/mechanics and design/build racecars for a living. Who'd have thought I'd find Nascar guys in Australia. One of the other Aussies had a strong accent along with a strong mumble and communication was a little impossible. At one point I finally said, "Look, I know we speak the same language, but I can't understand anything you say." He then told me that his friends don't understand him either most of the time. I suggested pronunciating.
As the night was coming to a close, our new friends asked if we would like to join them the next day out at the Gold Coast to go jet skiing, tubing and wakeboarding. My eyes met Hanne's and we both smiled at the same time. How unexciting would life be if you didn't do something spontaneous every now and then? We made plans for David1 to pick me up and David2 to pick Hanne up and we'd then travel together to the Gold Coast. We then left Chalk and I put Hanne in a cab so she could get her late night Mickey D's and get home safely.
After a few short hours of sleep, I had my bathing suit on, my sunscreen packed and was ready for our adventure. I received a text from Hanne that read "Love that you're up for spontaneous things!:)" The guys picked each of us up and we arrived at the Gold Coast at about 10:30am and waited for the others to arrive. I was a little worried about what kind of boat would show up. Their friends were not exactly punctual. While we were waiting we sat on the beach by the loading dock and I decided to try to go in the freezing water. I got in to about my waist and decided it was too cold and I couldn't take it. I was then promptly tackled into the freezing water. Didn't see that one coming. . . Two hours later we were finally ready to head out on the boat. And by boat I mean most amazingly decked out sweetest ride I have ever been on. It had red, black and gray leather interior and a sound system most of the guys in my life would kill for. The bar along the top for optimal wake boarding, a cooler hidden under a seat, a removable table we could set up in the middle . . . you get the picture. Or maybe you don't so here's a few.
Evidently the guy who owns the boat, Jamie, is a race car driver and his sponsors gave him the boat. Note to self: I should have been a race car driver. Dad, I'm thinkin you should pick back up that midlife crisis, or at least pass your driving skills on to me. Not only were my expectations met, they were far exceeded. They then pulled out the tube. It wasn't actually a tube, it was the Manta Ray tube that flies through the air. It is actually no longer sold in Australia because too many people were seriously injured riding it. I got some sweet pictures of people riding it, but evidently it had a hole and was deflating so I didn't actually get to ride it. No worries though, I was perfectly content tanning on the boat.
At the end of one of the islands, a huge movie set was up and they were filming. I think it may be for the new Chronicles of Narnia film which has started filming here in Queensland. We spent hours and hours tubing, wakeboarding, jet skiing and beaching. We were those annoying people who played their music too loud and made you extremely jealous because your life was no where close to that exciting. As we watched the sunset over the water, it was finally time to head home. We said goodbye to our new found racing friends and headed back to Brisbane. David1 ordered some pizza for us and then gave us a ride home.
It was a ridiculously fun day that came from a casual conversation at the Chalk Hotel. Maybe I should try not planning out my weekends more often. Although my plans for tomorrow are sleeping, catching up on schoolwork and doing laundry, who knows who I might meet along the way that might just offer me something way more exciting . . .PS- the guys just headed out on the town and they each knocked on the wall and waved bye as they went past my room. Wolfgang waved and said "Bye Momma" hahaha. They have decided that I'm the momma of the house and thus I have gotten my first nickname in Australia.
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