August 07, 2004
Walking around aimlessly, inebriated and freezing, in Sandringham and Hampton. Where are we going? Home. How do we get there? We don't know. I hear trains off in the distance and we attempt to find the nearest road with cars on it. Finally, after half an hour of walking, we stop off at a service station... and sit there for agse half asleep casually chatting to the Caltex guy as he gave us free coffee. Customers come in and out and don't bother looking twice.
So many times, on this path I have stopped, he has stopped. I give up. I can't go any further. Its too far, we're not getting anywhere. The beach was cold but we tried to attempt a fire. A fire in the middle of winter.
Anyway, an expansion will be held later