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a day in warnambool, a couple of parties and long drives. what a way to spend last weekend.

a late, but early start saw us on the road with the sun shining down on my side of the car. a pack of chips and a pack lollies sustained us as julie and i quietly but surely had conversations with the two girls i just met.

a quick toilet stop saw us to the doorstep of luke and bec's engagement party, just late enough to be fashionable. a few hours there, with the sun high in the sky and a light breeze was heavenly! that is until i stuffed myself silly with dessert and realised i should have left some room for the dinner that night.

we stayed in the bridesmaid's place in the middle of the city. it was all so quaint with the immaculate garden, neatly decorated house and a beautiful front porch with small disco balls hanging from the ceiling.

then there was the thing where the grandma dropped her daks to show me her newly operated knee. julie could hardly hide her horror.

not long after that, it was dinner which was just a short walk away from the house. my meal looked really small, but the blueberry sauce was very filling, as was the duck. i thought i would have to order something else. i ended up just as stuffed as i was from lunch.

BUT the four hours in the car each way did something to me. no, it's not whatever you think it was. i have a really sore back from all the sitting and it's not good.

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the flowers are in bloom in my front yard. i have a tree that blooms both pink and white cherry blossom lookalikes.

apparently the previous previous owner (or maybe it was the previous previous previous owner?) grafted another tree that produced the pink flowers to the one that produced white flowers.

prettyprettypretty

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last night, i had the opportunity to ride in a bicycle taxi/taxicycle (i made its name up) with chucky to a party. it wasn't cheap but it was one of those things you try once and never again unless you're with tourist that just has to try one of these.

the funny thing was, at the same time as we pulled up to the venue, two friends were wondering up from the opposite direction and remarked to themselves that it would be kind of embarrassing for the people to rock up to a party in, basically, a tricycle and run the risk of it being stolen. then we stepped out.

how embarassing...

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the back still hurts.