Christmas down under means beer beer beer....

I really had no idea that 3 weeks at home in Melbourne would be so devastating for my liver. Seriously hours after landing I was beer in hand and well on my way to almost 14 days straight of pure torture to my body... I am not sure if it's because the beer is so good, so readily available, so abundant in everyone's fridges or just because it's the most perfect hangover cure? But whatever reason it has played a key role in my trip home to visit the family and friends for Christmas and New Year. When people ask me now if I am ready to go home to Bangkok I say that I am if for no other reason but to give my body a break and to get back to the gym! A year of hard work might very well have been destroyed by the best cold beer in the world!

Early on in my trip I met up with the college girls. A great group gathering, the first in about 6 years that I've been to! The girls cooked up a storm, the beer, wine and champers was flowing, and in no time at all we were once again laughing hysterically at each other and loving every moment. A comfort to know that I have such beautiful friends back in Melbourne who all miss me and want me home - but sorry girls, you'll have to wait a little while!!! :(

Next on the list of awesome and loved friends I needed to catch up with were my high school mates from good old country victoria and what better way to celebrate than to head to a dodgy pub in Hawthorn and bop away to cheesy (yet much loved) tunes from the 90s... who would have thought that 90s nights would be all the rage now?

Liv, Bec, Kath and I danced the night away, drank a mixture of nastiness and ended the night with chocolate, hot pockets and pre christmas ham... Oh what a night!

More to come on adventures in Oz soon....