Gympie

What happens in Gympie stays in Gympie :)
Haha well most of it anyways! It started as a road trip with work. We got told Sunday night that 6 of us would be doing the hour and a half drive up to Gympie, staying up there for a week and working. 2 of us would have to go up Sunday night with another team from Brisbane as there wasn't enough space in the hire car for all of us.
Jesse and myself pulled the short straw and went up in the Brissy van. They were an alright bunch but most had no personality!! That night was pretty dull - we were anticipating the arrival of the rest of our team the next day.
On Monday morning, Pirate, BFG, Zena, and Bogie came up in a Nissan X-Trail hire car. It was so good to see them, mainly because it gave us an excuse to go food shopping!!
We worked hard all day in the pouring rain before stopping by Coles to buy dinner - here's a hint, never go shopping with boys because they tend to put 3 crates in the trolley and blow your food budget in one shop!!! We stayed in a caravan park up there in 2 cabins - Zena had one to herself because she wanted an earlier, quiter night than the rest of us. That left me with 4 boys and the choices between a double bed, a double futon, and 2 bunk beds. I have never played more musical beds in my life!!! We also had a shower bathroom and kitchenette. It was pretty cosy, but we all got along so well which was fab :)
One special thing about Gympie was the levels of nudity! I won't go into detail to spare certain people's embarrasment but needless to say I have seen more of every one of the Gympie 6 than I ever needed to see!!
Most evenings turned into beer-fuelled, card-playing, socialising nights. Pirate invented spin the bottle with questions which you had to pull out of a hat - it was enlightening to say the least!! Pictures will be arriving on facebook in the near future which will explain a lot!
There were many escapades in Gympie. These were the laundrette experience, the car crash, the sunstroke and the gympie locals. Firstly, the laundrette. Now, I can't go into too much detail because of a promise made to my friends but I'll try and tell as much as I can! Everyone had had too much to drink, but washing was an absolute necessity so I drove the car into town. Having no idea where the laundrette was, I parked in the centre and we walked about town randomly! We got accosted by 14 year olds shouting "oi, C***s, give us a f***ing cigarette" to which BFG replied "no, you're only about 12!" they were spoiling for a fight  but we wouldn't give it to them! Later found out that they stabbed someone that night - I was very pleased to have BFG there (he does like a billion martial arts). Still lost, and no idea where we were, Pirate has the bright idea of shouting at cars driving past for directions. These 2 girls in a red corsa pull over and tell us to get in and they'll drive us there. We did, and they did drive us there. We got chatting and they were pretty nice people! In the laundrette, as expected, the washing took hours so we had to do something to kill some time. What ensued was washing machine racing, can BFG fit into a tumble dryer (he's 6ft4 and the answer is yes and I do have photographic evidence) and kareoke (however you spell it!). It was an interesting night for sure!
Second escapade, and probably the most adrenaline pumping, was the car crash. BFG was driving, picking everyone up for lunch and a swim. He picks me up first as I'm closest to his turf. We come to a crossroads on a steep hill - stop, look, check, see it's clear and decide to go. At the same time, a ute/truck/big 4x4 with pullbar on front was speeding down the hill and came out of nowhere. He slammed on the brakes, BFG slammed on his brakes, and the ute smashed into the side of us. Pictues will be put up! The window broke, both passenger doors wouldn't open and the speakers were crackly as!! Thankfully, no one was hurt but the police had to come out to do an incident report. We were pretty shaken up, got driven back to caravan park to calm down and then went back to work!! Door to door sales is tough sometimes :)
A couple of days later, the sun finally came out. It was about 38 degrees, not a cloud in the sky and we were walking around for 10 hours with no shade and very little water. As I'm sure you can work out, that's a recipe for disaster! I ended up with sunstroke, threw up 13 times on Friday and 2 times Saturday. Saturday night was fine, and I'm fully back to normal now :) Just what I needed was not working for my last 2 days at work. As they say, shit happens.
We got back to Maroochy on Saturday afternoon. It was so nice to be home, even if it was raining! We had our usual Saturday night work barbie before heading out to Fridays (a club in Malooloolaba). I bumped into Mitch (the guy who comforted me when I left my phone on the side of the road) and also Daryl who I met on the Bikini Supermodel night. It was a good laugh until Josh backed the minivan into the tree and decided we didn't need our back window anymore!!! Went back to the apartment and crashed there. Again, there are some shocking photos - Facebook will be proud of me :) haha
Anyways, I'm starving and need to go be sociable for a few so thats a long enough update for now. I'm sorry it's so long! Thanks if you bothered to stick with it.
One last thought to leave you with: If you go to the Billabong, take Billy a goon sack because he lost his. (Gympie 6 you know what i'm on about!)
That is all. Peace out
xxx