Eating balls, mustering cattle and photo bombing

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I think the last post i made I'd just been skydiving. The day after I went to watch my first opera and i loved it! It was Don Giovanni by Mozart really surprised me it was very very dark and very funny! Just coming off the subject im in an internet cafe with loads of thai teenagers who are all online gaming together and screaming at eachother!!! doing my frigging head in. The day after i headed off to Tamworth ready for the ranch getting off the train i met a giy from London on the same course so we made the decision to go for a few pints, well not pints cos theyre lightweights in oz and drink something called scooners or something like that- which is smaller. Even so we ended up pissed and met some very strange characters the best one being a very ugly ginger guy who was taking great pide in telling us he only ever used prostitutes... wierd. The day after we all caught a bus and went to the ranch, to be honest it wasnt as good as i thought it was going to be it was a hell of a lot of money and a lot of the time we were doing nothing and the riding was quite basic. But we did some fun stuff mustering sheep and cattle on horseback was awesome... wish we could have done more! The shock of the week came when we were doing 'sheep husbandary' the lamb had to be castrated so the ozzie cowboy slit open his ball sac popped the balls out then bit them off with his teeth!!! A few days later it was a calfs turn, his balls didnt get bitten off but instead chopped off put on the frying pan and eaten. I gave it a try cos i figured he was still alive so that was ok. That day we did calf wrestling which was cool you have to grab em by the tail while someone grabs their head but i grabbed hold of mines tail and he dragged me across the paddock trying to kick me in the head then he fucked off through the fence! The highlight of the week came in the form of a very very drunk guy. It was his birthday, so using the oldest trick in the book by pretending id drank all my drink to make him drink faster i managed to get him absolutely paralytic, he drank the equivalent of about 7 bottles of wine, plus whiskey plus beer. I had 1 glass of wine all night he he. Anyway he was dancing and singing being very very funny. then he went to bed. Luckily id opted to sleep outside under the stars so i wasnt in the room when this happened but he spewed all over then got up and started pissing in the middle of the dorm... the funniest thing being he was telling us the day before about his mate that used to do that and he was saying how he couldnt understand it... funny. The day after when he didnt get out of bed i did feel slightly guilty so i shoved some paracetamol and water down his neck and he was fine. That morning we went swimming with the horses which was cool then did some mustering and barrell racing. That was our final day we then headed back to tamworth and went out we went to a pub which is reputedly the 5th most dangerous in oz! I got talking to a lad who was training as a pilot in the australian raf, so when we got kicked out of the pub we went to a bar that was having a lock in for people in the raf only as there was some thing going off. I spent the night armwrestling and making a nuissance of myself! The next day though i felt like shite i managed to hobble to the nearest shop for crisps and coke but it didnt work! I told youri a guy who was at the ranch i was going for a quick shower but accidently fell asleep and surfaced sometime in the afternoon. We literally did nothing for the rest of the day... we just sat in the same spot monging. It was soon night time and time to party again we went back to the same pub but just me graham and youri cos the others went to bed. We got smashed of course and at the end of the night me and graham were trying to get this fit guys attention by shouting random names we were going like paul, peter, ryan blah blah for ages then graham said alex and another guy came over asking if he knew us! really wierd thing was his last name was graham! Graham went home because he was too drunk and ,me and youri started to walk back to our hostal, then i remembered about the lock in. I made a plan that when two people in uniform went through the door we would go in with them and it worked!!! Youri did one after an hour of so which just left me so a few of us stayed up drinking all night which was fine for me i just had to catch a train but they all had to fly helicopters the next day! I got back to the hostal at 9.55 very very drunk i looked at my ticket which to my horror said 10.05 i quickly got my stuff toget and ran to the station as fast as i could only to find out id miss read the ticket and it was actually 11.05, what a knob! Anyway that gave me chance to take the last nights makeup off and have a snooze on the bench like a hobo. Needless to say i felt like shite all the next day. The day after and it was time to fly in the afternoon i met a canadian guy david over breakfast and we decided to take a walk in to sydney but then it all went wrong when we stole crowns from burger king and decided to photo bomb- which is try and get in as many pics as possible. We did that for hours, really random and really fun day! I got on the plane to bangkok last night arriving at 0100 i got searched at the airport AGAIN!!! Stayed in a hostal near the airport and headed to a place called trat today where i will start island hopping tommorrow.

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