Digital baby YEAH!!!!!

I awoke to meet my newest roomate Brian. An Irishman (not real suprisingly as those bastards occupied about 80% of the hostels beds!) who turned out to be one of the funniest, switched on guys i've ever met!

After a hearty brunch i decided to go give my VISA a workout with a digital camera purchase. I'd done my homework and knew the camera i wanted so all i was after was the right price!

Vitz's camera store had the Canon s200 going for $350... too easy! a few raised eyebrows and clever comments to the sales assistant didnt seem to do the trick (i thought that blowing AU$700 on a camera might justify a shag!) but i left happily!

Brian and i hooked up to venture into the city via the beach and boardwalk - my god! i have no idea how expensive or invasive breast surgery is over here but judging by the females there must be some fantastic drive-thru places!!!

A fair few miles and happy snaps later brian and i returned to the hostel with only one mission - to get shitted! With an endless supply of irish fellows with the same mindset it wasnt long before the beer supplies were drained and it was off to the pub!

A few of the irish guys had hit kinko's that day and had doctored up and laminated a new I.D. proving their age ;)... Alas, i wasn't that clever - and even left my I.D. at the front desk! But figured that getting denied was a lot more noble an option than sitting the night out!

Que Robert and Richard!
Two brits who had planned on staying in chicago and working illegaly the whole summer but had pissed all their money up against the wall in the first couple of weeks!

They'd both been at the pub since the early arvo and Richard charmed the doorman into believing that i'd had my passport stolen and that i was his friend from england! With a stern 'This better not happen again' the milky bars were on me!!!

Obviously they employ doormen on their size and not I.Q. as my underage I.D. got me into the next 9 out of 10 pubs (only 12 more days to go!)

The quality of the ladies in the Parkway Tavern shat all over the ones in cargo bar on a good night! And beer on a friday was $1.50 (bud or miller i know... but who's complaining at that price!)

Back in the hostel this little 5' bulgarian bastard that worked night shift gave us shit for making too much noise. It was here that Richard told him in his own words to 'FUCK OFF!' A sterling effort earning us the right to drink piss, smoke fags and watch the world cup until 9am that morning :)

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