Bit of Wales and Bristol

Wales

Tuesday, and Wednesday, we packed up the Cafe Tango kitchen into van and head back to Finn's dad house in Wales. This place was just as I needed. There is nothing but bit of forest and massive field with sheep and nature. Silence and fresh air treated me nice. Nice bed and huge space. After I lived in the tent, dirty and small space, I really had nice rest in Wales. Slowly, we packed out the stuff from the van and I had quiet days. I stayed in Finn's dad house for couple of days for the recovering from all those chaotic experiences and we head out to Bristol where Raf, Josh and Finn lives.

Bristol

It is a nice little town in England located in south west. People are friendly, the town is quiet and surrounded by lots of green hills and parks. It used to be a industrial place in the old days so there is a big port and many closed factories. And now, it became more arty and musical town in England. The houses, pubs and shops are colored with much street arts and beautiful paint, if there is a tunnel, there are covered in canvas with unique art. Lots of artist were born here as well. I am really glad to settle down here for a while instead of hectic London town.

When I arrived in this town, its about couple of weeks ago, there was a carnival called St Paul's Carnival. Which is completely chaotic street festival in Bristol. I stayed in friend's house during the day for recovering from Glasto hangover. I had a little bid of vodka and coke to started with, and head out to street. I could hear the music from the house, I had to see it even I have massive hangover. The street was packed with so many people, dancing, drinking and chilling out everywhere. The whole street was closed and open for festival. Lots of shops with food and drinks, massive speaker playing lots of different genre of music loudly, the street was really alive with madness and happiness. We hanged out in a park for a while, sitting, chatting and drinking. I got really drunk as soon as I started. Suddenly I woke up in someone's house party, I am not so sure how I get there but Finn was there and carried me home. That was my first impression of Bristol.

Next day, I had massive hangover, as well as Josh, Raf and Finn. We just sat down in backyard and killed hours and hours. I couldn't stop do things when I'm hangover so I decided to go for a bike ride. I was convincing share mates to go out for a ride but none of them wanted to go at all. After hour of persuasion, I finally convinced Raf to go out with me. He took me up to a hill and showed me the town from above, it was a de javu. A freakin beautiful town. Thats what I thought. We sat ther for a while then Raf found a mobile phone on a ground and we returned it to the owner. He gave us a pint of beer and had some chat in a pub. Then, we back down to town and Raf went into shops so I was waiting him on a street. Then coincidently, I met Kara on the street. She used work next door of Borsh Vodka and tears in Melbourne where I worked for a year. That was really funny encounter. We had a little bit of chat and I asked for work in festival cos Finn was looking for one more waitress for the next festival “Small Nation” on the weekend. It was cool, she was looking for something like that and she jumped in the crew for the small nation.

Next couple of days, I was just sitting on computer and looking for a van to own. But none of luck has happened. We had a BBQ in the house. The house mates made a BBQ crap out of bricks and it looks ridiculous but it did work well in the end. Had some meat but we didn't have any alcohol that night. We were pretty fucked. Then I spent couple of days doing relax, making accessories, playing guitar, like nothing just happened.

Fin and I went to shopping for Small Nation festival, food, catering and drinks to some kind of massive hippie ware house. It was cool to know those kind of mega store where people have dread hair, tattoos and fun attitude. After the shop, we head out to Wales, and o the way, we drop by someplace to pick up his sister's trailer. The road was beautiful, surrounded by the green farm and deep forest. Crossing the small villages with old housings.Then Fin's car was towing the trailer on a highway about 60miles a hour. The van just passed a corner and going down a hill with awesome views around. Suddenly, the van has started to wobble. Bit of shakes, going on other side of road, felt a bit of excitement. But, when I looked at Fin, his face was not joking. The trailer lost its control and started to pushing the van we on. Wobble and wobble, going over the road to the other. I never seem a drivers got such crazy handling in terms of balancing. The gravity was pushing me side to side. Then, BANG. We heard the massive sound from back of the van. The trailer came off from the van. Fin fixed the van's balance and back on the road, straight to stopped the van on the shoulder and looked behind. The trailer was crashed into a bush, the tires were squashed as a rubbish and we were completely anxious like a christ. I was glad that there wasn't any car coming towards to us at that moment. Fin called up some help. Couple of hours later, a massive towing trailer came to take the trailer out and we head back to Wales and finished the days. I am so happy that I still survived.