Between July 9th and August 20th 2004, Patrick Smyth and Claire McAllister will travel between Vancouver and Toronto on a whistle-stop tour of the Worlds 2nd biggest country.

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

The Crowd Like It.... And So Do The Judges.... Top Bombing!

So surprise surprise, we all went out and got very very drunk in Revelstoke. We went to a local bar, the original 12 members of the tour and had a few pitchers of beer. The night ended with Dan phoning his recruitment agency in Bristol lookin for a job....

An early hungover morning to make our way to Kelowna. An hour and a McDonalds breakfast later and we stopped in a Go-Karting place for a bit of craic. I personally hate to admit it... but Claire kicked ass. Even if she was a bit of a dirty driver... forcing me off the road and wreckin my car.... ;)



We stopped at a flea market, the plan was that we buy the tackiest piece of clothing for someone, drawn out of a hat, to wear that night, it couldn't cost anymore than $2. I bought a pair of kids flippers, claire a hidious white handbag, dan got an oranfe backpack, mary a pair of orange headphones, lori a snorkel and mask, darren got a bag shapped like a fish.... but we got screwed... the rules were changed and we had to wear our own purchases...
Dan, Darren + Hellen model thier $2 purchases...
Claire models EVERYONES $2 purchases...

We arrived at the samesun hostel at 3 and were out straight away, up to Summerhill vinyard for a tour of the factory to see how they make their sparkling wine... but to be honest it was a bit boring, we were all tired and needed a shower so we didnt really wanna be there.

Claire and Mary surrounded by just enough wine for the evening...

It was a hectic day all round, as soon as we got back we were out again, in our swimming gear to head out on a house boat in Kelowna for a big party. The craic was great, the drink was flowing, the lake was great for a swim, the sun was beaming and it was just what we all needed, wspecially bombing off the top of the boat.


Top Bombing!!

We were well boozed up when it came to getting ready for that night out, we all donned our tacky gear and first of all headed to the Cats Meow, a bar by the hostel, it wasnt the best for the beer, so we gathered together and headed to a bar three streets over called Doc Willobies, it was our last night out as a group so many many many pictures were taken and people got very very drunk. It was a great night which ended with us stumbling into the hostel very late.

The Gang dressed to impress..
Those flippers just about fit.
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