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“Donald Trip”

Summer 2OO7 - 2OO8- Our “Girls Night”

“Get On Up , When You’re Down . Baby , Take A Good Look Around”

The night that has now become known as “Donald Trip Night” began innocently enough . Ash , Dee and I decided to have a night away from our boyfriends and the drama that came with them .

So we headed to the Bottle Shop , and got ourselves God knows what . The only alcohol I specifically remember from that night was the now feared ‘Campari & Soda’ . I believe the conversation that led to the decision to buy this alcohol went something along the lines of -

“Oh ! Look at those things , what are those ?”

“Which ones ?”

“The little red ones in the conical flask-shaped glasses”

“No idea , never had them … they’re only $3 each”

“Give them a try ?”

“Yeah , why not ?”

Why not ? Well , we found out why not , a little later that night .

We proceeded to head out to my parents little farm house that was , at that time , completely unoccupied . Even without electricity .

So we played drinking games by candlelight , and then played board games once we got drunk . We found out a few surprising things during a game called Sexual Secrets , and I think we’d all had our fair share of embarrassing moments at that point .

So we finally decided to bring out the Camapri & Soda and see what this new alcohol was like . It was only small , about a shot worth each . So we opened them , cheers’ed , and downed them simultaneously .

The next 30 seconds was chaos . Have you ever seen three girls try to fit out a doorway and then run down a hallway at the same time ? We were literally elbowing and pushing each other out of the way in our rush to get outside .

I would have hated to be a car driving on the highway past that house at that time . The three of us were all standing about a metre apart , hanging our heads over the edge of the veranda that faced the road , emptying our insides onto the front lawn . I will never , ever touch Campari again .

After we regained our composure , we decided it was probably time to call it a night and head back into town . I was only 16 and had my Learners Permit , Ash was 19 with her license , and Dee was 18 with no ability to drive whatsoever . So , being the amazing friends we are , Ash and I forced her to drive us a little way down the road . After she almost had a full on panic attack , I decided I was drunk and arrogant enough to show her how it’s done .

Ash let me drive her car , and we decided to go a little way out the highway in the other direction , toward Donald , which was a town over and 40ks away from where we lived . After about 10 minutes , we pulled over for a cigarette .

I can’t remember who it was , but someone commented that we were already halfway to Donald , so we may as well continue and see what was happening over there . As you can imagine , in a town of roughly 2500 people , in the middle of nowhere , at 4am on a Thursday morning , there was nothing happening over there at all . So we decided to make our own fun , and drove around the streets stealing random witches hats , traffic cones , and our prized score that night was a 2 x 5m tarpaulin banner , which we had to cut from a street sign and fold up to fit in the car .

The drive home was much like the drive over there , with some terrible driving , excellent music , and heinous dancing . When we arrived home at about 6.30am , we thought it would be a good idea to “set up” our captured items in the loungeroom of a shared house that our friends lived in .

Needless to say , when they were awoken by 3 drunken girls at sunrise to find their loungeroom full of stolen objects , there were definitely not happy , let alone impressed . We slept it off and it wasn’t until we got up that afternoon that we realised how stupid we’d been .

But you know what they say - “If you do something you’re going to regret in the morning , sleep late !”