The Adventures of Jordan and friends.

During the forty five hour expedition that was my Thursday and Friday, me and my posse covered roughly 62.75 kilometers. Now you don't cover that much ground and spend that much time with people without having some good experiences so here's a low down on the adventure. Just take any racism on the chin it's purely unintentional.

The voyage began for most at 11.30 Thursday, after a thrilling Modern History test which I passed no sweat. From the school we walked to Alex's house to pick up some supplies (meat pies, speakers, strobe light.) Four hours later we started the hike to Andrews house. Half way through of course the monsoon rains came, battering our poor equipment (strobe light, speakers, ipods, phones, bags and meat pies.) Sprinted to Andrew house where we dried off and enjoyed our first meal of the day, shrimp things, fish and meat pies. We couldn't leave without a game of fifa 96, with it's intense graphics and impressive loading time. Our next means of transport was Andrews mum.
Andrews Mum: "Andrew you know what you could cook tonight"
Me: "Spaghetti Bolagnaise"
For some reason she didn't seem to like my stereotypical guess despite it being 100% correct.

The journey moved on, into the depths of Polina's house. The entertainment here was off the hook. The native Italian was in the kitchen pretty much all night. He cooked meat balls which were excellent, followed by spaghetti which was alright after he forgot about the sauce and burnt it to a crisp. Next came the first disaster. After whipping out ingredients for a giant cookie are expectations and hopes were high. A series of mistakes, using tin foil instead of baking paper and leaving it in the oven for too long saw the bottom of the cookie become a piece of ash. With an early start the next day we hit the hay at 2.00ish.

Come 9.00 I was up and assembling the group for the 47.47km part of our exhibition.
Riley of course went home because he has down syndrome and missed the best part of the 45 hours. We consumed some cereal to give us the energy to walk to the train station which we did, rather groggy and missed the train by some 12 seconds. A 15 minute wait and we were on our way into the city where we went to the state library to acquire more crew members. At the library we found 19 or so native Asians. We all went and bought meat, mustard, buns and an onion. Back to the train station and soon enough we were speeding along the Fremantle line, destination Cottesloe.

Upon arrival the sky were staring at us with dark, angry clouds and it looked like it was going to poor down. Non the less we trudged on, up a massive hill and back down the other side with the ocean greeting us happily. At the beach we find that there is no barbecues. We look left and right and find nothing. I couldn't care less I was full of various liquids and started up a game of volleyball which was surprisingly fun. Naturally it was Asians vs whites but no points were kept (we won of course but we didn't gloat.) In the sand there were diving shots, backwards shots and a ninja kick all tied up with some thrilling rallies. While this was going on Nathan went out hunting for a barbecue and what he found blew us away. He came back and headed us through back streets and large hills but it was all worth it in the end.
We climbed some stairs and then some more stairs before reaching the best park in Perth. It was massive, rectangular, perfect for football, isolated, two barbecues and it over looked the ocean. While the White's frolicked in the now sunny day the Asians set to work cooking. They whipped up some hot dogs, master chief style. Mustard, tomato sauce, onions all made for an excellent starter. Chicken wings followed and then still hungry Andrew and I showed the Asians the magic of fried toast. Placing the unused rolls on the grill, soaking up the oil and chicken/sausage fat they toasted to perfection and were topped off with mustard and tomato sauce which made for excellent tasting food.

After some football and human pyramids we were ready to head off. Of course we couldn't leave without the Asians wanting a group photo for there precious Myspace so we spent 20 minutes trying to get the perfect shot.

The pain of a failed human pyramid


The joys of a successfull human pyramid

*Sorry about the quality*

Tonga arrives on his favourite means of transport.

The group split up and the only Asians left were Nathan and Derreck. We voyaged back up the hill and back to the train station where we headed back to Polinas. We got our 'supplies' from the fridge and headed to our next base camp, Finn's. The journey to Finn's was a rough and pain full one, carrying speakers, drinks a strobe light and some sausages we mazed around ashfield/basendean in the dark until finally realising we were lost. We called Finn who reluctantly found us and guided us to his shack. The spider webs were the most impressive thing in Finn's house, they windows of the kitchen were covered in it and the corner of Finn's room was home to no less than 9 spiders. While we waited for Chris, Jack and Diego there was only one thing to do. Play Fifa. I dominated winning 3/3 games. That's when the campaign took it's first and only casualty, me. Suffering from mild dehydration my brain had expanded to the size of a beach ball and my skull has shrunk to the size of a pea, leaving me with one hell of a headache. The party moved on into the small caravan out back where trance blazed and strobes flashed. The party wound down pretty early thanks to the biblical journey we had completed earlier that day. It ended with the watching of Sean of the Dead which was pretty good and then a freezing cold snooze on the filthy mattress sprawled on the floor of the caravan. Using my resourcefulness I solved the problem of no pillow by using a small teddy bear. The night was rough with constant waking up thanks to the uncomfortableness and coldness. Morning was upon us and everyone dissembled at 8.00, places to be, people to see.

Longest post ever. The only people that will enjoy it is those who were there, if you feel I missed a particular highlight let me know in the comments and I might add it. Now I'd best be off, I've got work in 10 minutes followed by some sleep and then an attempt to watch all 24 hours of Le Mans. Wish me luck.


*Update*
I bought $20 worth of energy drinks and food for Le Mans tonight. I'm going for Drayson Racing because all the drivers are English.