Roxanne, put on the red light... and Zoe, put down the Vodka Bucket

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Squires’ boss had kindly agreed to let us borrow his 4x4 jeep for a few days while he was away on holiday for the weekend. Steph drove us to Surfers Paradise (about 45minutes away from Coolangatta) but the motorway signs were useless so it probably took us a lot longer. It felt like we were in the car for yonks and by the time we finally arrived we were all a bit drained. When we had left Pommie Palace it had been cloudy and raining, so we’d not bothered to pack our bikini’s, but just our luck, it was bright sunshine in Surfers.
Surfers Paradise reminds me of somewhere like Miami, with pricey skyscraper hotels, plush shops and plenty of Silicone and Steroids. Grabbed a toasted sandwich for lunch at Charlies bar then hit the shops. The row of stores boasting brands like Dior, Burberry and Tiffany were calling my name, but I resisted and congratulated myself afterwards. Well actually I celebrated my success by buying some flip flops and pajamas in the highstreet shopping mall.
Ellie took pleasure in driving us home - she loves driving big cars, it makes her feel like she owns the road. The bigger the better she says. I’ve heard that somewhere else before. When we got back, Steph and I went out to Woolworths supermarket to collect items for the salad I was making tonight. We’ve noticed the layout of Australian Supermarkets has no logic whatsoever. It’s not uncommon to find the milk right at the back of the store (not helpful for people dashing in), miles away from the cheese as the dairy isn’t grouped together. You’ll also probably find washing powder with the dog food, and headache tablets with the tinned tuna.
There is one thing I love about Australian supermarkets though: they always pack your bags! I know they occasionally offer back home, but I always save them the effort and decline. Or maybe that’s to do with my OCD of wanting to have all my items packed together in cupboard order. Well if you’ve read my post from a few days ago, you’ll know I’m a changed woman and all my organization skills have gone out the window.
Steph and I spotted a couple of Buckets and Spades and added them to our trolley to use for drinking out of tonight. We all got ready and I made my King Prawn, Avocado and Mango salad for six: us girls, Squires, Shorty and their friend Dan. Then we played drinking games with a pack of cards, and drank to a tune by Police called “Roxanne”: all the boys had to take a sip of their drink on the word “Roxanne” and we had to drink to “light”. Oh my god. If that isn’t enough to tip us over the edge then god knows what will.
Got a minibus for the six of us to Coolangatta centre. It was quite far away and cost us $80 there. Ellie realized she’d forgotten her ID and they scan them at the bar we were going to (to keep a record of who’s been in), so Dan (bless him) paid for a cab all the way back to Pommie Palace to collect her driving license, then all the way back again. We danced in various rooms at the club, and headed home in taxis about 2am.

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