A North Coast Chrissy:

After the passing away of my grandfather in october My dad decided to have a christmas away from home just with our family. I have to admit the idea of a family vacation when your 24 does seem a little bizarre and immature. Nevertheless it was an all expenses paid trip so being the low budget kinda guy i am, i totally through myself straight on that Jet Star air bus. It was totally the most relaxing 5 days ive endured all year after a busy uni season which started in early January. My days in Queensland consisted of: Early morning Dbah/Fingal sesh, snooze, breakfast, spy on babes from our 18th floor balcony, lunch, reading, ipod, late arvo kirra bash. Despite the amount of babes that flaunt and occupy the vicinity that is Greenmount beach, the best part was totally our hotel location. Every night just before dark i would run across the beach out to kirra which was easily visable from our balcony. It was epic being able to tell when the superbank lineup had died down to a minimal load of less that 50 people and i would run out. What shocked me most about the gold coast is everyones sickening tans. Like fair enough these people have good weather are warm water practically 365 days a year, but as if you wouldn't totally just look after yourself. Even half the babes i spotted had this sickening dark leathery tan that just made them look so unappealing. Check the photos. One - russ taking a shot of me at Kirra from our balcony, the other the typical sickening gold coast tan. blahhh