Back to Reality: Noosa – Sydney
- Went to a festival
- Which reaffirmed the fact that I do indeed hate festivals
- Visited Byron Bay
- Took The Queens to Noosa
- Performed “I Touch Myself” to my high school peers drunk at the Noosa Heads Surf club
- Stayed in On The Beach’s luxury ocean view suite…
- With a boy
- Used the resort’s pool for the first time as a guest and not as a delinquent trespassing teenager.
I didn’t want to leave and seriously considered changing my flights many times but the fact that my life and the mysterious Mr R were waiting for me in Sydney was enough to eventually get me on a plane.
As soon as we landed we dropped off our luggage at The Dirthouse and headed to Bondi Beach.
A coffee from Icebergs and a lengthy perve at the local personal trainers was enough to get us back into the Sydney spirit.
Later that afternoon we reunited with The Queens, who were ready to show Alana how to (for lack of a better phrase) get loose.
We started off with a bucket of beer at The Bucket list…
Then changed from beachy (sandy) chic to city (a little more cleavage + higher heels) chic to meet with fellow Noosa girl Rita at Pelicano.
And then Somewhere between a mojito and a margarita I saw him.
“Holy shit” Queen B spat.
“Remain calm” Rita hissed.
All four girls eye balled something behind me. My stomach did a backflip, a front flip and finally a bellyflop as I suddenly felt a warm hand on my shoulder.
“Look who it is” said a familiar voice.
I turned around. And there looking handsome as ever was Bill. We said a few things, the girls said a few things and then just like that he was gone.
And the rest is just a blur of spag bowl and duck fat fries.
The next morning we woke up with sore heads and tomato sauce stains on our dresses. Feeling less than fresh we dragged our sorry asses back over to Bondi for the Saturday farmers markets. While most of the local talent were sipping green juices and nibbling on bliss balls Alana was busy ordering ‘sticky ribs’.
You’ve got to give it to her…the girl can eat!
We ended the weekend with some drinks at Cruise Bar. After a couple of ciders I was feeling alive again.
He was waiting for me at the Icebergs with a fresh coconut.
I wanted to tell him that I loved him but he looked distant,
yep back to reality.