It was supposed to be a fantastic day. The day after the wedding. I had no hangover. I headed to the Paddington markets to pick up some t-shirts and got lots of ideas for the Peoples Photography from the photography stalls. The weather was so good I hopped on a bus to the beach. I went to Bondi first and decided to do the walk at least until Bronte beach. On Bronte I decided to walk in the water a bit. I had my jeans on so I was just walking in the water as the tide was coming in and out. I ended up falling in the sea (camera bag on my back). This freak huge wave came for me I tried to run but I fell. Thankfully my bag remained dry. I love my slingshot. My head and the bag were the only things that remained dry. I was absolutely soaking. I had to continue the walk to Coogee to try and dry off. I got some strange looks cos of the state I was in :(. I eventually made it into Mardi Gras (still a bit damp) and I had a spot that this stupid cow stole and then I had to look at her hair blowing in my face. I tried to find my friends but I got half squished and stood on. There was broken glass and sick everywhere. The crowds were mental. Turned out I was on the wrong side of the parade from all my mates and I had to walk about 5km around the parade to find them to get the key to the hostel. I just went home and to top it off my sunglasses broke too. It was a day to forget and I have already put it behind me.
Look on the bright side, your gear survived your attempts at washing it!!
Hope that’s the only problem you’ll have for the hols, enjoy it.
James.