After a fantastic weekend of board games, pool tornaments and an easter egg hunt where I witnessed adults at a competitive level, it was time to get back to travelling reality. I had been in Adelaide for two months with no success in finding a job and with money starting to look thin I decided to spend the last of it travelling to Darwin to see the crocodiles; something I have always wanted to do, even though they terrify me. But what's that they say about fears and facing them? Maybe not in a literal fashion, you know, what with those deadly nashers and all.
I got in touch with a fellow traveller off up to Darwin and decided to spend my last week in some great company with Phil and Courtney before my final adventure. Little did I know it wasn't just the three of us in the house. Not counting the dog, or the cat. There was another presence lurking in the house that had already ambushed Phil over easter. Thinking the presence had left and having faith in my ability to not be infiltrated, Phil failed to warn me and I was attacked late one evening whilst sat quietly at the table, that devious little sneak, damn you, Cupid!
The next few days were spent in lengthy discussions on how to capture Cupid... ok, I'm kidding, but we did talk, a lot, and decided to adventure together.
We started with little adventures, first the chocolate factory where there were lots of tourists looking for free samples, yes, that definitely included me. We did of course also buy some chocolate. I still stand strong that no other white chocolate can match the fantasticness of milky bar (advertising royalties please?). 
We also had a delicious picnic at Victor Harbour with a lovely walk around Granite island, climbing rocks and coming up with an intuitive concept for a game, in some respects. I may have mentioned before about it being a small world, but on our way to Victor Harbour we drove behind a car that had LFC stickers in the back, a small slice of home. On the island there was the cutest small fat bird I had ever seen, I tried to convince Phil to let me take one as a pet but something about wild animals and captivity and the cat... spoil sport. 
Apparently Victor Harbour gets penguins but I think we missed the season for that. After a full 360 around the island we walked back over the wooden bridge without fear of being squashed by the small wooden bus being pulled along by one poor horse so the lazies don't have to walk.
One evening when Courtney was feeding Cherry (the horse), she came back in the house to tell us there was a koala outside in the tree, I had to go see it. It would by my first wild koala, they look so fluffy and cute... until you see those killer claws. STAY AWAY!
It was getting close to my beautiful niece's birthday and I had to figure out something cool that I could do, especially given that it was getting dark early and the temperature was dropping. I decided on glow sticks and sparklers to read out 'Happy 7th Birthday Bessie', the sparklers didn't quite go to plan but I only have two hands and preferably don't want to set myself on fire. After it was done we did dress up inappropriately in the glow sticks and it slowed traffic.
On St George's day we realised the fridge/freezer had stopped working, so there was an attempt to defrost, with all this meat there was only one thing we could do... have an extremely patriotic BBQ with two Australian's... Obviously.
Now it was time to meet the friends, always a fun experience in a new relationship. There was booze, pool, booze, more booze and Cards Against Humanity. Oh, did I mention there was booze? After much laughter I sneaked off to Skype my nieces'. Drunken Skyping with the nieces' meant Bessie and I jumping on the bed on opposite sides of the world; who knew it could be so much fun... I need a trampoline in my life. 
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