opinios

Back and Blogging From The Beach

Yes, poor old opinios has been neglected a bit of late, but I do have a good reason - Kim and I got married last Saturday and we are still enjoying our honeymoon in one of the most beautiful parts of the world, Palm Cove, in Far North Queensland.

Being far more diligent than myself, Kim has already managed to squeeze in a couple of posts about the big day, complete with pictures. I, however, have steered quite clear of the computer. There are just too many other distractions, you see: like swimming at the beach, snorkelling the Great Barrier Reef, improving my handicap at Paradise Palms golf course, eating bucketloads of fresh seafood, drinking too many glasses of delicious wine every night, and just lazing around doing nothing. Am I making you jealous yet?

Kim and I shuffled around from one relative's spare room to the next, and while we were always grateful for the free accomodation, were looking forward to finally having a place of our own. Other family members and a few friends trickled into Cairns the week before the big day, and it was awesome having them in town to hang out at the beach and have barbies with. Snorkelling on the outer reef with Mum and Dad was a bit of a highlight for me as I have seen so little of them over the past few years.

And then the night before I spent on a pub crawl in Cairns with the boys. I guess it could be called a buck's party, but it didn't ever get really crazy because everyone knew that if I was in too shabby a state the next day that they would be feeling the wrath of the bride. And all of them had seen Kill Bill.

Most of the evening was spent at Gilligan's, the most mammoth over the top bar/dance club/pool/drive-in cinema/backpacker's hostel that I have ever seen. At some point I remember we ended up in the casino and my brother, who has always been a lucky bastard, walked out with $60. A few of the guys chipped in some cash for me to try my hand at blackjack, but it disappeared as soon as I lay it down.

Oh, and there was one more activity that I engaged in on the day of the wedding, something which I managed to keep secret from Kim until afterwards. Suffice to say that it was something that she explicitly forbade me from partaking in (I think the words were "Don't you dare!") so I was taking a bit of a risk by ignoring her warnings.

But you're just going to have to wait to find out what it was. Sorry!