Question: Three hangovers in a week – is that too many? Discuss. I bet you never wrote an essay on that in Year 9. Speaking of writing, I wrote this article while pretending to work. You know if you keep the font really, really small, no one can tell what you are typing. Let’s work backwards.
Hangover 3
Last night, I went to a River Cruising wine and cheese night. FYI this is an excuse to drink wine while pretending you are on a cruise when you are really at an info night at the Como Hotel in South Yarra. But I made the sacrifice and ‘drank’ my way around Europe. It was cute idea, Prosecco for Italy, Riesling for Germany and so on. I would definitely consider a Uniworld Cruise. I would also write many glowing articles about said cruise line while I was on the ship. Just saying. Please feel free to contact my people to organise my complimentary cabin.
It only seemed right to show the ladies hosting the event a warm Melbourne welcome by taking them to my very favourite bar called Omnia, which happened to be just across the street. Another girl from the event who turned out to be just the kind of new friend I need, also joined us. (Just my type – loves to travel but wants her own room.) We drank a lot and ate not too much. Consequently I just had to abandon my secret blog writing at work to go to McDonalds for an urgent hash brown.
I hope to meet my new friends at the airport soon for a mystery flight.
I was saying is three too many?
Hangover 2 (not a real hangover)
But really it’s only one. Despite my long lunch effort last Friday I was right as rain the next day. So good in fact, that I backed up for Round 2 in Geelong. It was Sunshine and Night, The A Team, back together again. After which I was also fine. So no need to panic.
We started out at a really cool yet completely deserted bar called the LP. Yes there were records stuck to the walls. Food and drinks were pretty good. I hope the locals give this one a chance.
Who doesn’t love a wine bar with the word Cellar in the title? The Geelong Cellar Door has a winery feel without the travel or the cow shit. In hindsight we probably should have ordered the prosciutto to soak up the alcohol. Rookie error.
We only made it to two of the bars in the famous Little Mallop Street. Once we discovered the Piano Bar, I was in love. Also the bouncer took a shine to us and kept giving us free drink vouchers. It reminded me of Vegas so much I almost booked a ticket then and there back to the Duelling Piano Bar in the New York New York Casino. Maybe I should do that right now. There is a long weekend coming up…
In the spirit of considering real travel writing let me at least write down the places I went in a list below: