The week in Sydney was time to reorganize everything again. And of course looking forward to the big party on Saturday; DEFQON 1 ! Exploring Sydney? Not really, I have been here so many times in my trips in the past. Staying in Kings Cross is not too bad. Loads of French and Germans again. My Dutch friend was here too. So some shopping for the party, hard to find good stuff in orange. Better use my Dutch soccer shirt. There is also the Sydney Marathn on Sunday...this was one of my dreams to do. I was signing in and they were mad! 185 AUD for running a marathon?!?!?!? I don't have that money anymore. SO I have to cancel this one :-( On Friday I met Veronique and jumped on the train to Bondi. Delicous food at the market there and the weather was changing this week...sunny, sunnier, sunniest! Bondi Beach, wow! The waves were massive. Some darfe devils in the water with their board. The waves were banging on the wall of the buildings close to the sea. The pools and rocks around Bondi were flooded and washed away. A lot of locals at Bondi today...like many said; 'This is crazy, the best surf of the year!' Yep, it were special conditions today. A crazy snorkeler jumped with a sort of fishing rod into the water and was washed against the rocks and buildings sometimes. Hang out with some of the locals climbing down on of the rocks to get closer to the impressive waves. That Friday night we went to the city for some party. Angela (London) and Gemma (Sydney) were in the same club as us, I met them somewhere during travelling. We went to IVY, a classy sort of club with several floors. It was a place for young dressed up bussiness people from Sydney. It's like a huge Friday afterwork drink (like the FRANK-borrel in my hometown Rotterdam). They even had a similar passion fruit cocktail, but they don't call it 'Pornstar' here... Angela introduced us to her girls from Sydney. Because we were dressed properly and with a nice group of girls, more things were possible :-) Yes, we ended up in the Poolroom, an exclusive VIP room on top of the building, with swimming pools, drunk girls jumping into the pools, loads of people that think they are important...it was just hilarious. Shitloads of special toilets; male and female signs on the doors doing all sort of sex positions. ANd the toilets are made for that, including shower and all sorts of things you might need LOL. The first door I opened this half naked chick was sniffing cocaine...whahaa, yes this is the VIP. A special night I must say :-)

A few hours after the VIP night it was time to get dressed for DEFQON 1. The first surprise was that your good 'friend' doesn't seem to be a friend at all. Like many times you think you have good and close friends, trust people and stuff like that...but you find out that some of them are just FAKE. No offence to all the friends that I still see or speak during the trip, a lot of you are true friendd and I miss that sometimes... So I had to go to Defqon on my own, orange shirt and jump on the train for a 1.5 hour trip to Sydney Regatta, a party Island. In the train I already made loads of new friends, young Ozzie's. And it's fun top be with them and see how they experience this crazy madness. Defqon is a Dutch hardstyle festival and is in Australia for the 2nd time now. Not as huge as in Holland (20.000 instead of 60.000 visitors) but still impressive. The weather is perfect! They showed me all their tricks (using pepper for the dogs, coffee for the smell, Vicks for their eyes hilarious) and some of them were having these special names for all sorts of dances. Well Dutchies just jump and party! They were proud to have a 30yr old Dutch party dude with them. After some free Enregy drinks it was already getting orange around the ticket booth. Oh yes, hundreds of orange colored Dutchies at the festival today! More new friends and the rest of the day was just amazing. 12 hours of unbelievable partying, jumping, dancing, drinking, screaming and getting hot! Very good times with Ozzies and Dutchies, all of you made this day unforgettable. These festivals, I miss that a lot. The festival was free for Dutchies, a long as you were orange clothes and show a Dutch passport, otherwise you had to pay 130-145 AUD. It was like Queensday in Holland sometimes, so many orange colored people, especially with the meeting in front of the mainstage around 17:00. And orange colored boats verywhere, the Asians like to chill out in these boats after using to much E (LOL). Well, we let them crowd surfing in the boats. Drinking is an expensive part at Defqon, 8 AUD for a simple beer! But I found a bar that gave me Smirnoff Ice for every empty can :-) I haven't been dancing that long and that enthousiastic in a long time. We had a crazy group in BLACK, Promo and Unexist they know how to make you jump. Meeting people at the other side of the world that recornize you from high school from 15 years ago is weird and I had a unforgettable end of the day with Brigitte and some other party Dutchies. The traintrip back was endless...3 hours with the typical Brabant humor :-) I can't remember how many times their 'mum called' whahaaaa. Good memories, arriving and having a nightly dinner at Maccas King Cross (damn, this place is dodgy like hell!). This day turned into a day with loads of new cool friends and one of the best party's in my party history.

3 hours of sleep and a lift to Melbourne with Doug. A (almost) retired Ozzie that takes travellers and locals between Sydney and Melbourne for a small fee. 900km and 10 hours of talking and snoozing in the back. The other guy in the car was Jay, half English, half Dutch. Many stops at Maccas, but I lost so much fat yesterday...it doesn't matter today :-)