back home, i mean, to melbourne

After our two-day excursion to the Great Ocean Road, Rob and I returned to Melbourne, this time determined to experience Melbourne's nightlife. We attempted to bar hop on Thursday night, but found only two types of bars/parties: (a) ones in which the average age was 18-22; and (b) goth parties. As Rob would say, "good times." Well, we made up for it the next day when we hooked up with Alex, a Melbourne native and friend of my dear friend Sara. As soon as we saw him, we knew that we were going to have real good times.


Alex took us out on his exclusive "AB Tours" package for Septies (i.e., the term of "affection" Aussies use to refer to Americans), which consisted of visits to bars in Melbourne that were not only non-embarrassing, but cool. The best part of the tour package was hanging out with Alex's mates, including Kirsten and Talbot.


Here's one more photo of us from our night out with Alex & Co. at Windsor Castle. I've already mentioned that Rob and I are moving to Melbourne, right?