Finally I made it to Australia and M&K where kindly waiting for me in the airport, my bags however were not. They had travelled alone preferring to go to Singapore rather than Melbourne, I hope they had a good time that's all I can say. The bags have now arrived here too and we are one big happy family. I have been made most welcome have my own room in the lovely little house they have here in the 'burbs of the city. Everything is so clean it's a bit of a shock after India.
As for my trip it was all a bit hectic, I stupidly went out for a beer the night before I left. It would have all been good, I chose not to meet the English guy I had been hanging around with and opted to just go and get a meal and beer alone, however that's when I met The Cave Man. Cavey turned out to be a very likable Australian who was quite bearded and cave man like and we enjoyed a couple of games of pool and a few beers. Anyway the few turned to a few more, we also met some other folk and to cut a long story short I have vague memories of Cavey being sick, the sun coming up, me being miles away on the beach and then I awoke at ten minutes to 3pm, this was bad as I had a flight to catch at 5pm. My next few words consisted mostly of expletives, I packed my things in haste and caught a taxi whilst wearing the same clothes from the night before and having half of Goa's beach in what remains of my hair.
We made it to the airport at breakneck speed and the flight was delayed by 40 minutes or so anyway, so it all turned out ok. At this point I would like to clear up my sweeping statement about the Israelis. It was meant as a throw away observation on very little actual contact, however I met an Israeli girl in the airport who seemed to rapidly befriend me when she found I was also flying to Mumbai on the same flight and then Bangkok later (different flights), she was actually very pleasant company. Also through talking to her I found out more about their military service, which they all serve, boys and girls, but it sounded like the boys actually see a fair amount of 'action', which I can't imagine is that good for their mental state and therefore they often go off to other countries immediately afterwards to let off steam.
On the flight to Mumbai I made another friend, I was sat next to this rather well groomed guy (almost as attractive as me ;o)) who as it turned out was off to do some modelling for the Thai tourist board. Anyway he said he had just one a pageant of sorts, he turned out to be Mr India, I have his email if you are interested ladies!
I've just looked up Mr India on the web, he lied! Well bent the truth at least, he actually came third! (Second Runner-up: Karan Hukku ) I feel cheated, I bet he says that to all the girls! ;o)