SURFIN’ AUS

Although I have enough money to stay in backpackers hostels, I don’t know how long I need to live this frugally and things were getting desperate so couchsurf.com came in handy on more than one occasion
Allan texted me saying I could crash at his for a couple of nights. Andy, a twenty three year old English guy let me in and I relayed the story of my near escape at the hands of Fernando. At the end of the story Andy said he better warn me that Allan is gay… And Philippino. How do I always manage to drive so fast down faux pas Avenue?

Allan works in I.T. and for some bizarre reason gets all his restaurant bills paid for so took Andy and I out to dinner at an Italian place. Andy and I stayed up talking til about 5am. He used to live with Beardyman in Brighton, if you don’t know who he is, you should check him out on youtube. Andy is a cool funny lad. He drifts through life, not in a stoned way or a wasters way, he literally drifts. He says he almost hears voices telling him to turn left or right, or to get on the train or got to the beach whereupon something excellent always happens upon him. Of course excellent things don’t always happen to him but whereas he seems to think they do, I put this down to his positive outlook. I am not at piece with myself enough or am too much of a worrier to be like that. I do want to know the what if’s had I turned right instead of left, or if I did that instead of this…

What if I meet someone in LA in February?

What if I didn’t?

Hmmm.

But I blame Marvel Comics for those What if’s.

As my favourite warthog says “You’ve gotta put your behind in the past”