Dance of Happiness: First Dance In Perth

We made it to the wedding but I think I was the worst escort ever! I was so nervous I ran up the gutter when I left the house and made one of the groomsman car sick.

I was so excited to see my friends in the morning that I woke early and kept an ear out for movement inside.
It had been at least a ear since I had seen them and I was stoked to be in their home town at last!
First thing we had to do that day though was get to the bloody hairdressers.
We dropped Bryony and work and Joey took us to get beautified.
It was the time around Melbourne Cup so the hairdressers had dressed up and were handing out glasses of champagne.
After I accepted a glass I also thought to myself "Wonder how much this has cost me".
Kristy was getting a few foils and I the same along with a trim.
I was really happy with the finished result but after I went to the counter I wanted to cry.
I went outside for fresh air while Kristy was finishing up and I feared for her happiness when she went to pay as well.
I didn't know whether to warn her.
When Kristy met me outside we were both relatively quiet after telling each other our hair looked great through the shock of the price.
I simply said "Gees that champa must've been expensive".
It took us a while to speak about the price out loud.
Over $200 each which is probably normal these days for girls to spend but not while backpacking.
I didn't even get a head massage.
Oh well, all we could do was laugh and admire our new hair.

During our time in Perth I had to clean and shine Applejack as I was driving my friend Luke and his groomsmen to his wedding in Freemantle to marry his beautiful bride Alisha.
I also had to find a VW mechanic to take another look over his fuel pump and make sure he'd get us to the wedding on time.
I was at the mechanics for a couple of hours before he gave me the all clear.
I just got off the highway when Apple stopped in the middle of the road and wouldn't start again.
My phone as going flat and I was lost.
I had enough battery to call RACQ and I prayed they would find me because it died straight away.
I luckily didn't have to wait long before I had help.
He got underneath, tapped the starter motor and I was escorted to another workshop.
Two escorts in a matter of two days.
The mechanic talked a lot but I felt he knew what he was doing with Applejack.
He fitted a brand new fuel pump and mounted it in another spot before sending me on my way.
Apple was running a dream again.
With my kombi fixed and shining in the sun I was able to relax and enjoy my time with my friends before the wedding on the weekend.

Kristy was having trouble deciding if she was going to continue the trip or fly home.
I had another four weeks left on the road before I had to return to work and her cheapest options were to fly from Perth or Adelaide but that would mean more time off for her.
The night before I was leaving the big smoke she decided to fly home.
It was a sad moment and it felt wierd thinking I would be alone again.
Everyday we laughed so much and no moment was dull, so when I took her to the airport I didn't want to let her go.
She was and is my best friend since Primary School but unfortunately we saw so little of each other before this trip.
Time to toughen up little one and spread my wings again down south.
So I did.
I jumped back in Apple, dried my eyes and gave my Perth friends a big hug goodbye.
It was highway for most of the morning and it was getting really bloody cold!
Soo cold, I stopped in a little parking lot and Yallingup and put on everything remotely warm that I could get my hands on.
Standing outside Apple and watching the surfers through the drizzle led me to a lovely meet with two girls that had just got off the Sea Shepherd and a local that was full of interesting conversation.
He kindly offered dinner and a dry spot to to park our vans for the night.
The girls were excited for a warm shower and I was happy to have company on my first night without Kristy.
For those who haven't heard of the Sea Shepherd, I recommend you Google it, as the people involved in the journey of this ship are amazing.
I am honoured to have met these beautiful girls.
After a delicious home cooked meal I tucked myself in Applejack again after a week in a home.
Without Kristy by my side I was back to cuddling my pillows.
Not that she ever let me cuddle her during the trip. (Except that one night at the Gasgoyne in our tightly squeezed swag)
Another early morning start I filled my tank and left town before our host convinced me to go surfing.
Way too cold for me and I would have drowned in the waves that were crashing through the light rain.
I said thanks, no thanks but stay in touch!
The drive along Southern Western Australia was so different from the north.
I looked out my windscreen to a greener, colder and a more populated landscape to what I had experienced in the north.
This to in my eyes, was gorgeous.