Like a singing sailor on a stormy sea.
Ok, so I am back from Sydney, where life was pretty flat out, but worth it.
I was staying with some wonderful people, and as is always the case here at the Road, they will remain nameless.
The people have children who are a bit past the “Oh that’s cute, I’ll stick it on the fridge” stage, and closer to the “Why are you still living here?” stage. It made for some enjoyable times, and I will be blogging some of the things here over the next few weeks.
The shower was an interesting concept. All up there was 19 different bottles of shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, and shaving cream. It was like showering in a supermarket display. I honestly felt that if I slipped in the shower, and two products unfortunately ended up in an orifice with the right bar codes, then I could win a trip to Hamilton Island, or one of thousands of other prizes.
Thankfully now I will only be able to enter into the second chance draw, as I didn’t suffer a two in one.
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Dale:
November 3rd, 2009 at 1630
Shaving cream? In a shower?? What next, boot polish in the dunny.
Mike:
November 3rd, 2009 at 1851
I am more concerned about the near terminal klutziness that could result in two… ah no, I don’t think I’ll go there after all.
rebecca:
November 4th, 2009 at 0939
Dale: They have water in Sydney. When I stepped out of the car, I stepped on lawn, not grass patches, but actual lawn, it was a wonderful feeling and memory. So they can and do have showers longer than 3 minutes.
Mike: If you did manage to have such an unspeakable thing happen, I think you would deserve winning a trip to Hamilton Island.