The first time Mandy and I met was online. In fact until last weekend, I had never met her in person before. Way back in 2004 when I was living in Tunisia, she contacted me wanting some information about the country as she was considering a trip there at the time. Flash forward six years and we finally got to meet in the flesh.
Getting the fire ready for the fire barrel.
Mandy in her native habitat.
Have couch, will travel.
This is quite possibly the most miraculous invention in the history of alcohol consumption. Mandy and her friends discovered that a common baby bottle, referred to as a “biddy” in Queensland, works wonderfully in bouncy castles and other high-spill-likelihood situations. I have been tasked with bringing this triumph of Australian ingenuity back to the United States and to the rest of the world. My friends, I give you the biddy in all its glory.
Singing and kissy faces occasionally happen.
A Real Australian. Or so his hat would say.
All feet forward!
Proof that Mandy and I were physically co-located for at least one minute!
Making bacon and eggs on the barbecue the next morning.
Out at the Port of Brisbane where Mandy works driving semi trucks and scheduling loads.
The red cranes are all robotic and run with no human in the loop.
Mandy’s truck.
Vroom vroom! It’s a 16 speed if I remember correctly.
The grille on the lower part of the windshield is to help deflect bugs.
Wakeup call at 3pm.
And with one final photo, I left Mandy and headed back into Brisbane proper and onward to other adventures. Until next time, Mandy!