Toast: Take a photo of my body! I want to have a burger for a head!
Bun: OKAY!
Words on: The Friday Night
You know you’ve discovered a special niche event when you end up at some shifty, back alley joint that describes itself as a “spanish NITE club”. This is where Bun & Toast ventured to this Friday night when attending the 2nd JINGLE JANGLE event - a night of retro beats and reminiscent tunes. The actual gig was held in an awkward back room, which was dimly lit and decorated with disco lights and jugs of sangria distributed amongst wooden tables littered with hip n’ trendy folk. The music made us feel as if we were alone dancing to our crackly records, only it was that much more special because everyone else was jiving along with us. A splendid evening! It was topped off by a run in with a live-action domestic violence scene on the streets where we witnessed the police trying to break up some magnificent, melodramatic drunken break-up. Not to mention, we also slipped in a little off-the-track snooping when we snuck into the Hilton hotel’s 26th floor and watched the little people of Sydney moseying about in their lit-up framed windows suspended within tall sky-scrapers.
From the 26th floor (or from any floor, really) the world is quite literally your playground.
Words on: The Weekend Shenanigans
Toast’s parents were away for the weekend, and if it weren’t for Bun picking her up at 3pm on Saturday, Toast most likely would have spent the next 48 hours sinking into the couch and watching an innumerable number of TV shows and daytime films…
Hop aboard the midget-mobile! (@ Toast’s blog)
