HI folks,

Its been a while since my last blog post. This is due to my being over on the East Coast of Australia spending time with the Family.  The reason for the trip was because my cousin was getting married.  The funny thing is that yesterday I turned 27 years old, and the wedding was my first I had attended (this due to being stranded overseas and penniless for mates previous weddings).

So what did I get up to over on the East Coast, nothing too crazy, good ‘ol’ family times.

Mandy and I rented a car and took an overnight trip down to Byron Bay which is known for its hippy’s and great surf.  Ozzy friends from a previous chapter in Banff now live there and I was luckily enough to meet up with Karlye at her trendy little clothing shop she opened up last year, its called “the end”, check it out if your in Byron.  Karlye told us all the cool places to go and where to stay.  Although the weather wasn’t the best and everywhere in our budget was booked, meaning we had to stay just out of town at the mullimbimby country pub, we enjoyed the cafes, foods and markets.

Then we spent the next 4 days with my family on the Gold Coast in a pretty flash apartment my Aunty Jill had arranged. But unfortunately apart from the first day the weather didn’t come to the party, overcast and rain greeted us most mornings as we pulled the blinds over the 29th storey views of the Gold Coast.

Not only the weather, but the family health wasn’t shinning either.  Quite a memorable moment occurred one night.  Dad who hadn’t been feeling well the whole trip due to a virus had been up all night dry heaving and mum who got up to see how he was doing ended up passed out in the bathroom.  So at midnight I was confronted with Mum and Dad both lying on the bathroom floor.  Not the best way to see your parents, although probably better than walking in on them having sex! I reckon they were just trying to get myself and my sister back from last year when it was her and I lying on the ground after our rope swing accident that saw us both rescue helicoptered to hospital. 

They weren’t lucky enough to get the helicopter and had to suffice with the ambulance. We spent the rest of the night in the very busy Gold Coast Hospital having front row seats to the Melbourne Cup aftermath. The ER Docs and Nurses really do a great job and have to put up with a lot of intoxicated ungrateful people.  I officially give them all a gold star and a smiley face stamp for good work.

But all was well and a day later we left behind the ill health and bad weather of the Gold Coast and headed up to Brisbane where all my Ozzie (Australian) side of the family live. The sun shined and the laughter roared as we all reunited. 

Mandy and I stayed with my Cousin Craig and his girlfriend. I hadn’t seen Criag since 8 years previous when I had lived and worked on the Gold Coast during a university summer holiday, infact it was that working holiday that planted my seed to travel.

The wedding was great, and for my first wedding it set the bar high. But anyway, enough of my talk, its getting all pretty boring and I could go on, I’ll let the photos do the talking.

The New Zealand Cameron Family:

Myself and Mandy having a little glass of bubbles before kick off.

The beautiful bride and groom (bottom photo ;))

Idiots, myself and Craig

I told dad I would delete this photo, but then thought it would be more amusing to post it on my blog.