Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Still Here

I have not gone yet. You get me for today and tomorrow, and then I leave you in the (capable) hands of Max and Damian. I must be crazy.

Last night we had a team building happy hour. My boss had prepared a few questions and we played a round of 2 truths and lie. I am curious if you can figure mine out:

  1. My Dad has met Nelson Mandela.
  2. I lived in 4 continents over a 3 year period.
  3. I have sky dived.

Do you know which is the lie? No one that I worked with got it right.

One of the questions she asked was, when did you have your first taste of an alcoholic beverage?

One of the guys I work with grew up in the Philippines, when he was 11 he sold cigarettes at the cock fighting ring. After the fight was over, he tasted some beer for the first time. Its always interesting to hear stories like this about people you work with, I would never have guessed that he did that as a child.

I don't really remember the first time I tasted alcohol, but I do remember the first time I was drunk. I was up in Scotland with my friend from high school, we were 15 or 16 at the time. I was drinking Scrumpy Jack. I didn't have that many, 1 or 2 I think (but I could be wrong), but gosh I was trolleyed. We were crossing the street, and I looked down, my legs were going so fast. I thought to myself "this is sweet, when you're drink you don't have to think about anything, your body just takes care of itself". Well the next thing I knew I was lying on the ground, I had well and truely bombed it to the floor. My friend kindly helped me up and guided me to her aunts house. Some creepy guy came up to us at some point in this process, and asked if we needed some help. My friend gave a sharp "NO", I of course was trying to chatter away to this helpful man...

Once in the door, up the stairs and into bed, the room started to spin... and I started to feel a little ill... as I chunted away, my friend became more and more impatient with me, and finally got tired of telling me that the room was not spinning but I was in fact just drunk, so she told me just to shut up and go to sleep... nice friends I have :)


  1. Oh I remember the first time I had alcohol - red wine. I hated it. My, how things change :)

  2. my parents always said it was an aquired taste... seems they were right.

  3. You seem to be on a first time kick. I feel left out since I have never yet tasted alchohol or ever been kissed. You guys must feel very superior.

    Be careful, C.

  4. caroline, I don't even want to get started on my first anything. Oooh the memories.

  5. I can't think of ANYTHING you might never have done. But, given the three choices (and knowing one to start with) I choose that you never have skydived. :)

  6. Thats the one that most people at worked picked too... that one is a truth.

  7. Really? I don't know whether to hold you in more awe or to just think you are a dumbass. I will let you know. :)

  8. Thanks max :)

    I did the jump when I was in New Zealand, it was fantastic.
    The photos are here

    It was a bit nerve racking, but once I was out of the plane it was it was great. The views on the way up in the plane were breath taking... You could see the sea, the beaches, the palm trees, farmland, and also the mountains, glaciers and lakes...! all in a 20min flight. We jumped from a height of 12,000ft, with a freefall of 45seconds... traveling at 200km/hr!!!! The freefall went so quickly, that I can hardly remember it, although I do remember doing a 360 degree flip round and seeing the plane up above me... The parachute to the ground was so relaxing, and the views were outstanding.


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