This will be my last news post until I hit Adelaide. I have been scrambling around all day doing things that could have and should have been done days ago… I'll be glad to get out in the afternoon sun, smoke a cigarette and relax. It will be about 5pm by the time I get out to a good position, some would say that is leaving it a bit late but when hitchhiking you can't get too caught up on time… or common sense. It is a sense of fate that governs my hitchhiking, cosmic forces have made me late and it is cosmic forces that will deliver me into a combi van of Norwegian drinkers who just happen to be doing an all night drive to Adelaide. I wouldn't trust anyone so organised that they would be on the road before 5pm anyway.
I have two little bags for the journey, no doubt you will see them in the cambot from time to time. Important things to pack have been; reading material (Benang by Kim Scott and Vanity of Dulouz by Jack Kerouac… Kim Scott is a West Australian author, and a Kerouac novel is mandatory), bottle of wine (Lindemans Cawarra… great red for $7 and necessary for sleeping on concrete), Anna'a hat (still dirty from Meredith) and a 200Gig hard drive (which contains all my music).
The first leg will be on public transport out to Melton, then a walk out to the Western Highway. From there it's thumbing a ride through Ballarat, Bendigo and Bordertown to Adelaide.
killer says:
also.. Thank You! to my flatmates who helped me get ready today and with whom I have left a stack of dishes and unpaid bills.
and also… I have chosen a nice collared shirt to kick hitchhiking off on the right foot, under it I am wearing the "Lose Weight: Ask Me How" shirt which I will break out if things get tough. I have $100 in cash which is my budget for this journey.
Barney says:
Via con Dios, Amigo. Call when you hit town. Peace and luck.
Morgan 'Sal'man says:
Glad to see you're on the road. We'll keep 'em coming from [url=http://www.digihitch.com/]digihitch.com[/url]– but the rides are entirely your end.
killer says:
Barney, I'll call you when I'm getting close. When I call you must: get 1 bottle of gin, one bag of ice, 6 lemons. Put them in a bucket and stir. (Charge it to Roly's account).
Robert says:
I look forward to meeting you. Am warming up the Crazy Insanity™ as we speak.
Giovanni says:
You dirty fucker.
I am going to kick your arse Voyko-style when you get here.
killer says:
To Barney, Morgan and Robert: Thanks for the kind words. Can't wait to be drinking with those in Perth soon, and giving a toast to all those at Digihitch.
To Giovanni: You won't see me coming bitch. (Seriously you won't, you'll be on all fours facing the bedhead).
Barney says:
That is a mental picture that will haunt me for the rest of my years…
And re supplies - the good people at Roland's Liquor didn't see [i]me[/i] coming and I have now acquired said Gin. The tree in my yard will provide the lemons. They're Nature's Solo[sup]TM[/sup]…
fancy dave says:
OK, let's not get too carried away, people. A whole BOTTLE of gin???? Save some insanity for when I arrive on the 26th.
But seriously folks, what happened to the rooftop party? Samson St. Swanbourne??? It may have a roof, but can it support six natural gas spas, four kegs and a 10,000 watt PA? Or does Roly mean something [i]else[/i] by "NYE & Roly's 30th"? Inconcievable!!!
But [i]seriously[/i] seriously, folks, I'm looking forward to hitting town (albeit after a somewhat less interesting journey, and without my lady or any money) so let's go crazy Broadway-style!!!
See youse soon.
Barney says:
See youse soon, Fancy Dave.
You will be sadly missed and often toasted, Ms. Kirsty Lee.
Claire says:
Killer and Dave,
Glad that you will both be back in town soon. Looking forward to catching up.