Ellalong

Lauren, Matt and I packed ourselves away on Sunday afternoon into the car and drove out West, with grapes and loose hair strands flying everywhere as the wind circled around the car. We arrived at Ettalong and before anything else was set up, we were filling up the pool with water and our bellies with beer.

A lot of beer, bacon, sausages and bread later and we're all home now in our beds and houses away from the rain that only two days ago we were not one ounce deterred by. We danced and grooved and shimmied and shook (and some of us slept.....guilty) our way through the Hottest 100. But above all, the company was the best. Camping was the best. Lauren as Boxhead was the best. Lauren after box head yelling at us in the tent was not the best. But she's still, overall, one of the best. Like these people I've got in my life. My good mateys.