I never learn my lesson. I've never learnt that strippers make lousy girlfriends,or that I shouldn't sleep in bins after drinking all night, or that the Raiders will never again win a Grand Final. I've also never learnt that climbing mountains isn't a very sensible thing for me to do. Climbing mountains has led to … Continue reading The Row Show climbs a mountain
Samoa, hey? Twenty-seven degrees at five in the morning, which is slightly more comfortable than the 11 degrees Sydney was enjoying when I flew out five hours earlier. I could definitely get used to this over the next three weeks, as I prance around the Pacific on a holiday that will also take in Fiji … Continue reading Rowan the Samoan
The good people of Langkawi, Malaysia were thoroughly sick of me by the time I left. But, just as one should never count one's chickens before they hatch, one should also not breathe a sigh of relief before the drunken Aussie is safely packed away on a plane to somewhere else. I woke up early … Continue reading A koala in Lumpur
BAM! There it is - hangover hell. When I first opened my eyes, I didn't know where I was or why it felt as if a group of troublemaking kids had been kicking my head in. I was in a wooden hut with a bunch of snoozing drunks, and by the time I stumbled out … Continue reading The burqas are better in Langkawi
The Drunk and Jobless World Tour 