-->under no circumstances shall you got to East Coast Park when it's wet, gloomy and especially if it's at night [invisible mud puddles are eville] and camping over is just INHUMANE. right? right.
i mean, hello??? camping is supposed to be nice, warm and a bit windy. not waiting for the chicken to cook while enjoying the a-bit-heavier-drizzle. cant say i had a abso. crappy time ystd. went to the jetty which was NOT near by, gack. by the time we got there, our crayfish got cold and weird tasting. *sighs* at least my stomach isnt convulsing in protest this morning. anyways, it was nice looking out at the waves and just chatting.
can you believe my 'tougher' relatives are still roughing it out there this morning?? geez. it's cold, wet and raining. and the only thing worse that BBQ-ing when its cold, wet and raining [ie. ystd] is waking up and having to take a shower when its cold wet and raining. yayness.
their sufffering out there and here i am, sitting comfortably in front of my computer in semi-darkness listening to bjork. hello?
im almost embarassed at my state of outdoorsy non-sportingness. oh wait- im not. potentially stumbling on some dog/cat shit in pitch darkness is NOT my definition of fun.
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