Ello there my friendly followers!
I couldn't help myself from keeping y'all from a few details from our lovely day at the beach... Although Adri did tell y'all most of what happened, I knew you'd be entertained with this little blip.
So, lets just start out with a picture in your head of two pasty white American girls going to a very tanned beach... Of course, there are going to be those boys that we normally see on the beach and just think, "Wow! You're kind of perfect. Can I please be your friend?" and then there are the older men that should absolutely not be wearing budgie smugglers (speedos)... it's just like wearing socks and sandals, that's just a crime to put yourself and the public through. So, moving on, as we were attempting to nonchalantly people watch, we had finally found THOSE kind of boys; the perfectly tan, nicely built, Aussies. We sat there for just a bit contemplating our move of action, then we were off and away to the water to get a closer view! We were now sitting in the perfectly cooled water on a hot summer day enjoying ourselves watching them play a game of throwing and playing fetch with a ball (we're not creepers, I PROMISE). Then, it happened, the other kind of MEN showed up... Yes, we were now getting hit on by guys that were clearly way too old for us! They made friendly conversation and we laughed it off. So there we were again, planning our move of action to get away from them! And of course, being the awkward people that we are, we ran away (literally). We finally took that one piece of information serious from when our parents would tell us to never talk to strangers. It's ok mom and dad, we made it back safely to our beach towels! As the day went by of baking our white skin, we decided it would be a good idea to enjoy a nice beverage and watch the sun go down from a bar patio. That could have easily been one of the best decisions ever! I had quickly made friends with the bartender, and he now says Texas is one place he wants to visit :) Fine by me! We then settled in, ordered a few coronas and sangria, then ate the most amazing seafood ever. Then, it happened again, we were having conversation with those kind of older men... Don't get me wrong, they were friendly and it was nice meeting locals but those aren't exactly the ones we were hoping to meet. We ended up chatting for quite a while and got asked to contact them on Facebook. Sorry, but I don't think we'll be taking you up on that offer... We then (sadly) parted ways after a few drinks (sarcasm) but it was time to head back to Bundoora.
All in all, even though we did end the day being lobsters fresh out of the crystal clear ocean, getting hit on by older men instead of the pretty, young surfer boys, we did manage to have an AMAZING time at St. Kilda!
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