Back to Europe 4 Love not Money!

Dear oh dear oh dear, maybe I've just got too much salt water into my brain or maybe I've met a really cool girl who's convinced me to come back to Vienna with her. Evelyn Wimmer, a tall sophisticated pink haired vegetarian lass, with a wicked smile and a pretty mean wrestling throw has captured my heart and I'm flying out there on the 22nd of January next year.

Not sure what I'm going to do for employment but perhapps I'll try digging snow or joining the boys choir or trying my hand at water colors like Vienna's other notorious vegatarian ;) I could always get myself behind a computer again and do what I'm really good at but hey, I'm a surf bum now and that would just be disrespectable to the slacker creed. Then again they never did send me my slacker membership card and my attempts to sun bleach my hair have resulted in more grey then golden blond dreadlocks. Well who knows what the future brings ( ok four more years of Dubbya ) but generally it all looks good so I'm sure everything will turn out.

Till then I'm gonna try and catch a few more waves down here on the west coast and then make the long lonely Nullabor run home to Melbourne. Anybody know a few good stops along the way?

Cheers

B