As part of the two week world trip I took recently I went to Sydney for a couple of days. Yes, that sentence will start to make sense soon. For my newspaper I organized a world trip, leaving from Amsterdam to Sao Paulo, to Los Angeles, to Sydney, to Shanghai and back to Amsterdam. What I didn’t realize is that I would be landing in Sydney on Australia Day. After a 15 hour flight from LA I touched ground on the 26th of January in Australia’s metropolis, at around 8.30 in the morning. Luckily my friend Ramsay was waiting for me in the airport, already with a massive hangover. It was no match though for my even bigger jetlag. Anyway, he informed me that we were going to an Australia Day party at his brother’s. Honestly I didn’t know what to expect. Looking back now, all those crazy Australians travelling in Europe make sense, pulling down their pants and partying in underwear or worse. I’ve seen many such nights in my travelling career. Is this where I put a twitter hashtag #unfortunately?

But anyway, back to the craziness. The weather was good, the beer was cold and there was a lot of it. And there were girls. And crazy Australians playing drinking games and wrestling each other half naked on the grass. It was hilarious and intriguing at the same time! And miraculously, after a couple of Japanese brews I started to feel much better. Australia Day turned out as a great excuse to drink, talk to some nice and friendly Ozzies, party hard and have no idea what you’re partying for. Honestly, I still can’t remember what this holiday is. Maybe it was the day the English criminals got put on this huge ass island. Or maybe it was the day the first woman arrived. I don’t know. But it doesn’t matter, as I will be returning to Australia on Australia Day, that’s for sure. Blake, can I still come to your party next year or the year after? I was good company, wasn’t I? And can I stay at your Mum’s place again? Thanks mate! (and a special thank you to Dex and Ramsay for entertaining me for four days)

And yes, of course I have footage and evidence of what my Australia Day looked like. Honestly, I had to cut into these movies to get a PG-13 rating, the rest of it is just too explicit.

the.ego.tripper loves family resorts, bingo, kids peeing in the pool, breakfast buffets, hotel animation, tourist traps and group day tours.

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