So today was supposed to be a day of "catching up on things". We had no plans. We paid for 24 hours of GOOD internet. We weren't supposed to have any fun. This morning we chatted with both sets of parents and one of two Hocker brothers (Kenny). We did our laundry so we wouldn't smell anymore. We attempted to cook a decent meal, but the kitchen was so gross we (sorry to say) ended up at McDonald's, and we even planned out our train route! So what went wrong/right?

While in the lobby pestering the only staff member here at Nomads in Airlie Beach ....we somehow managed to score two free VIP member tickets to the local bar. During our travels we have encountered several paper promotions that basically meant squat. Expecting to have to pay $20 to get $10 free...we hesitantly went over to the Down Under Bar...."recently- newly opened".  To our surprise, Andrew found a free sausage and a free steak meal! We also managed to somehow maneuver our way into two free hours of drinks. Here's the dilemma.....go back to the hostel and write an "appropriate" boring blog of the last few weeks and update photos....or enjoy a night out? 

The decision was made for us when they announced a hula-hoop toss competition. Needing to try something new...I was the first to the line and represented us "Yankees" well. One toss and I managed to hoop a giant beer bottle for a free pair of retro 80's sunglasses. Ironically...the chant afterwards was "come on...even a Yank can do it!". Everyone else seemed to be struggling with the simple task. Andrew, on the other hand, also managed to land a free pair of cheap sunglasses by getting it on the first toss. 

As if Hula-Hoop ringing wasn't enough, we then proceeded to the sumo-wrestling round. Have I mentioned that this bar was a lot of fun? Anyway, I was the Incredible Hulk.  Andrew only agreed to participate after he was told by a bar-tendress that he could be Spider Man. I lost the first round-no mercy from Andrew. He bull-dozed me out of the circle. The 2nd and 3rd round, however, were mine as Andrew was laughing so hard that he couldn't put up a decent fight.

A few more drinks later- mostly FruiTingles, and we were ready to head to bed. It was all of 8:45 by now and we'd had enough. Wow...we must be lame or just getting old. 

Anyway, we are now back safe and sound in our 8 bed dorm. In my super chatty stage, I've managed to hold a conversation with a girl (Emily) from Hong Kong and chat with 2 girls from Northern Ireland. Andrew is snoring. I'm suffering from hiccups, and Australia is still partying. As for me...goodnight.