There once was a place called Rotto....where people go to get Blotto

For the Easter long weekend we decided to go to Rottnest Island. We somehow managed to get last minute accommodation at the Youth Hostel so by Good Friday we were ready to jump on the ferry and go to Rottnest. Pirate hats were needed for the ferry over. Although Pete pulled off the Pirate look quite well, he wished he was really a sailor. He and Geoff had not realised how far Rotto is from Perth and wanted to take the dinghy - it took some convincing to talk them out of it.

Rottnest is a great place for a few reasons.

1. Great forms of transport (tandem bikes and funny cars). We though it was hilarious to see the "car park" at the pub which consisted of bike racks filled with about 200 bikes.

2. Funny animals (quokkas) that love alcohol nearly as much as we do. (Fellas, get a room)

3. A pub that is busy from 10am. The pub was a 1 km trek from where we were staying which meant lots of drunken stumbles and bike stacks. After a few drinks we played "never ever" which involved some very funny confessions and stories too naughty to be published on this blog.

4. Karaoke. Shendelle danced her little heart out at the love shack Governor's Bar, "Tin roof.....rusted". We laughed our little hearts out at her.

5. Great shopping choices. Seeing as Geoff and Pete bought no clothes to the island we spent quite a while in the surf shop helping them to buy clothes and helping ourselves to buy novelty items such as fluffy pink earmuffs. We also bought a 1980's style canvas backpack, Simon the Seal blow up water toy, beach ball, touristy stubby holders and shot glasses, boomerang....think that's about it.

6. Beaches. Rottnest has lovely beaches. We liked them as a place to sleep, do nudie runs, skinny dipping and write funny messages on people's backs using sunsceen.

7. The people. We actually though most of the people on the island were pretty crap and we had a high concentration of these crap people staying in our room. Perhaps they were no fun because they didnt like us and our decision to pay for 3 beds yet bring 6 people. We were however quite stoked with the number of mullets, hawaiian shirts and ugly shorts that could be seen. No Easter weekend would be complete without a visit from Jesus. He forgave us our sins and bougth us a round too. Jesus is a top bloke.

8. The trip home. Air conditioning, a power point for the CD player, beer and sausage rolls. What more could we want. As much fun as a weekend away is, we are still glad to be home so we dont have to shower in thongs and so we can canoodle as much as we like.