Here are some pictures from the cruise. not too many, and not in any order at all really. just a handfull. not really any indication of really went on either. but, enjoy none the less.
j0r? j0r. thumbs up from slip.
on left, simmo the slutar magnet, aka sprocket and to his right, reece the piece, aka rimjob.
dinner ladies, aka b1 and b2, kath and kim, louissa and zoe.
final sunset.
cruisin’ styles.
noumea from the vessel. hot, humid and nasty.
what is the capital of new caledonia? shit.
isle of pines. nice beach.
back of the boat. drunken photo. most likely humourous at the time.
“we’re in the middle of fucking no where!” captain obvious strikes again.
travelling somewhere, could be anywhere, there’s a coldness in the air, hey but I don’t care, we drift deeper, life goes on, we drift deeper into the sound.
mmm
just saw one perfect day. interesting film. some of it i liked, some of it i didn’t. it felt all over the place and a bit chopped up. but i guess in all honesty, thats how the culture is.
tip of the day. don’t install headunit on 40 degree day, in garage when engine is still hot. makes for very hot sweaty work. but i couldn’t wait any longer. had dinner, iron chef then passed out around 8. awoken by sms at 1030, was back at family around 12. house night wasn’t too bad. infact, i think, because i just threw on some rags, and just didnt care i had a brilliant night.
-100 heat.
Young Parisians - U Write The Rules
har. workin’. yer. dumonde last night was lush. tired again like armin, and work today so left early. went to daz’s farewell shindig too. bumped into leerae and took her with to family. sent squillion sms last night :/. new head unit to go in this afternoon into rice. damn this heat. aircon at work aye. id love to just kick back at home with some nice tracks and aircon. but i just dun have the aircon :p
tired.
IN
- airconbitchoning
- mp3 flavours in the rice
- ferry corsten styles
- you
OUT
- lukewarm seafood
- comin’ home
- hot room
- having to make decisions
