Mr.R & A Marvelous Homecoming
On my last night in Sydney i decided to catch an Uber to Mr. R’s place in Bondi. Although Uber hasn’t always been 100% reliable (that one time I was stranded in Manly and it couldn’t locate my pickup destination fucking A) I think it’s pretty cool how they are always urging you to try their more luxurious car services…for FREE! How could I say no to that?
While I was on my way to his apartment Mr. R who also fancies himself as a bit of a healthy chef was cooking an amazing meal for my last night in the big smoke. Baked wild fish anyone?
In the last few weeks Mr. R and I had gotten a lot closer and it was safe to say that I was going to miss him and the very beautiful Bondi Beach a lot.
He drove me to the airport and although it was a little sad to say goodbye to him and my beloved Bourke St as soon as my plane took off all of my worries about leaving Sydney slowly slipped away.
So here I am for the next couple of months, kicking it by the sea. Although the Dirthouse Queens have dispersed all over Australia to be with their families over the Christmas period, I will be seeing them very soon to bring in the new year. For now I have been reunited with the gorgeous gals who started it all and what better way to celebrate my homecoming than with a bottle of bubbly at the beautiful Sunshine Beach.
As per usual I got very very intoxicated and ended up running into a couple of ex boyfriends, a handful of family friends and a really hot school teacher I had in year 11. The next day Rach and I decided to hit the beach. Even in peak holiday season the locals know where to go to soak up the sun in relative peace and quiet.
Isn’t it funny, as soon as you allow one chapter to end another one starts. Sending light and love to all of you beautiful people over the holiday season. May all of your summer flings be long lived and super saucy.