Coasties!

Coasties.. Where to start? When I came to Canberra, Jared invited me to join him and the rest of Radfords year 12 on their beachweek to celebrate the end of school. At first, I thought we would travel down to the coast with some twenty, twentyfive people, but soon enough I learned that there would be some 160 students, enough cars to fill an entire carpark, a handful of houses and a couple of thousand beer bottles. Time to party!

Tuesday afternoon Jared, Trent, Alex and me left Canberra and set out for Callala Beach, a (very, very) small hole close to Jervis Bay, the famous whale-spotting town. Callala Beach has nothing though. A few streets of vacation/beach homes, a pizzaria, a convenience store, a beach and that was that.

Why not choose a place with some more activities and facilities? Beats me. Anyway, where Callala Beach deserves the boring town of the year award, that didn't mean I didn't have a class week. We kicked off Coasties 07 with a good party where I met some people from last year again, and got introduced to heaps of other people. So many in fact that I had a hard time linking the right name to the right face, and during the week I was often chilling out with people without knowing their names. Shit happens, I guess.

The second day I transferred to another house with more space and an actual bed. I like! This house also turned out to be the Coasties hotspot, throwing the most parties and always having heaps of people relaxing. The second party was mad, laods of people dancing, drinking, hooking up and just having a great time.

By this time I'm pretty much accepted by everyone, but still the outsider. Not knowing the names and histories of people, this is one of the curses of travelling and being new to a region.

The rest of the days were filled with more sun, beer and fun, and during the week I met with some ace guys and really nice girls. Coasties was awesome, but after some time it did become a bit boring; the same stuff all over again. In the morning everyone would be recovering from the night before, playing the same music and watching the same tv, the afternoons would be filled with some swimming, getting take away or some barbeque, and the nights would consist of parties, drunk people and funky tunes. Don't get me wrong, I had some of the best days there, but six days were just about right for Coasties.

Coasties 07 consisted of massive parties, loads of alcohol, great guys, smoking hot girls, fun nights, loads of alcohol, sunning on the beach, not enough sleep, take away food and loads of alcohol. Madhouse. I'm so glad everyone was cool with having me on 'their' Coasties, and would especially like to thank Jared for inviting me, Timmy Combe for his generosity and Freya for the sweet times.