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Friday, July 9, 2010

Silly Pisshead

“I am a silly pisshead.” This is what Adam made me repeat over and over as we made our way back into Sydney from Canberra last Sunday. Canberra is Australia’s Washington D.C. However, it is nothing like Washington D.C. We drove the three hours to Canberra to meet up with two other couples to go to a concert on Saturday night.

Saturday started off with an exciting morning of watching Adsy surf in the Maroubra body boarder’s competition. Then we packed up the Ute (Australia’s name for a truck), and headed off towards Canberra. The drive was uneventful except when we got a little lost and I had to play dumb tourist and ask for directions. At least I’m good for something!

When we got to the hotel we had a quick beer with the people we were going to the concert with. From there we headed to dinner at a pub where you could cook your own meat. I thought this was the weirdest thing ever, but apparently it is fairly common to cook your own meat in a pub.

We still had some time between dinner and the concert so we stopped at a liquor store. It was there that Adsy gave me the best surprise of the night! I was outside waiting for everyone to come out where Adsy handed me a brown paper bag. Inside was a Dos Equis!!! I was convinced you couldn’t find them down under, but I was wrong. Great surprise!

The concert was a lot of fun. We went to see a band called carnival. I had only heard their songs from what Adam had played me, but they were pretty good. I got lost at one point during the concert. *Correction, two times during the concert.* The first time I got lost I was coming back from the bathroom, and instead of finding my friends, I found my way into the middle of a mosh pit. Not exactly the place I wanted to be. Luckily, everyone was nice and let me snake my way around until I found people I knew. The second time I got lost was not as bad, it just took me forever to find everyone.

Did you know that Australians have a high tolerance for alcohol? Word of advice to any who read this, if you ever come across an Australian drinking; never try to keep up with them. It will only lead to destruction. When I woke up on Sunday morning I was not feeling well. Thinking back I deserved the mild case of alcohol poisoning I inflicted upon myself. Let me go through the list of what I believe caused my violent vomiting. I had a beer before dinner, half a bottle of wine with dinner, a surprise Dos Equis, and three cans of double black Smirnoff Ice drinks at the concert. I don’t think I have ever been as sick as I was on Sunday. I spent the whole morning throwing up. Adam was great through the whole episode. He held my hair back each time I got sick. He even went and got me food that I threw up at the mere mention of and then again after taking one bite. What a great guy!!

The Aussies have an unquenchable thirst for alcohol and I learned this past weekend that I don’t. Hence the reason I had to repeat the line “I’m a silly pisshead” for the rest of the weekend.

1 comment:

  1. It's a band called "Karnivool" just so all you Americans can spok them.

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