We finally arrived at Mikki's Nan and Pop's house exhausted. We were woken early in the morning by Mikki's little Bro's. Not fun. Anyway, for the three days we bummed around Kingston waiting for Falls to start.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tasmania Part One
On Christmas night two friends and I embarked on an epic journey to Tasmania to attend the Falls Music and Arts Festival. We arrived at the airport two hours early, so we checked our bags in and went and had a cider at a strage fake pub in the airport. Just before this a MASSIVE storm hit, I have never seen so much rain in my entire life. The water was coming in through the roof, the doors, the windows and it was pouring like a waterfall down the escalators. Needless to say our flight was delayed and instead of arriving in Hobart at 8.30 we ended up getting there at midnight, only to find that Kat's bag had been left in Melbourne and Mikki's sleeping bag had been lost forever. Good going Jet Star!
We finally arrived at Mikki's Nan and Pop's house exhausted. We were woken early in the morning by Mikki's little Bro's. Not fun. Anyway, for the three days we bummed around Kingston waiting for Falls to start.
We finally arrived at Mikki's Nan and Pop's house exhausted. We were woken early in the morning by Mikki's little Bro's. Not fun. Anyway, for the three days we bummed around Kingston waiting for Falls to start.
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