20th
I was posting photos whille out. First two are of Trav vomiting before we even left. It was weird because he was hardly even drunk. But he had bought a small keg and was drinking nothing but froth. The rest are from the walk into the valley. Shaun was loose as a goose. As you can see.
We lost him once we were in a club. I called him and he said his was in someones apartment. He didn’t know where. We found him half an hour later a long way away.
I came home early because I have a job trial in the morning, but it seemed like a good night.
Oh, and I had a sweet taxi driver from Kenya, we talked for ages. He said Indians try and rip you off but Africans are honest.
And we meet some guy form Melbourne who was an athiest Jew. I asked if he knew John Safran as a joke, and he did. He said they were friends. He might have been joking but i dont care, he was sweet.