I woke up today and decided it would be a good day to get a tattoo. I walked down to Ballistic Tattoo on Queen Street and payed $80NZ for a nice little piece. After walking around a bit, I decided to head back to the hostel. As I walked into the lobby I saw Vicki(a Fat Camel employee) wearing a camel costume. She immediately started pleading with me to help her out for a couple hours. I said "NO!" consecutively about 20 times, before I decided that saying yes would make for a better story. The first 10 minutes in that damn suit made me deeply regret my decision. "Baby" Jack was the head and the front legs and I was the back legs and arse. I couldn't see shit! I had to watch the back of Jack's feet the entire time. All I could do was hear the passing cries of laughter and the occasional drunkard poking his/her head up into the middle of jack and I. We did get some funny video of Jack getting fake beaten up on a busy intersection on Queen St.
At 8 o'clock I went up to Whammy! bar on K Rd. to see Matt & Kim. The astmosphere in that room reminding me so much of Portland. The bartender, Caroline was from Seattle and had been living in NZ for the last 3 years. She declared NZ being a lot like home, just condensed and mostly just the good parts.
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I'm going to need a pic of that tattoo!
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