Moomba

My friend's friend had an exchange student in Melbourne so us being the nice people we are, decided to accompany them along to Moomba. I haven't been in years. The last time I went was probably when I was 9 or 10, fond memories as I won a giant Kermit doll.

Don't you feel sorry for her already? (the exchange student)

Obligatory shot of the Melbourne Central ceiling.

Went to grab dinner before we headed out to Moomba, at Nando's.

I'd already had dinner so I just swung by McDonald's for junk...I always buy cookies every time I visit Macca's, it's becoming a thing.

We lined up to ride this crazy thing; basically it just spins around a lot. It was pretty fun I guess, although most of the rides were way overpriced so I only went on one. Not a fan of theme park rides, I much prefer the food. Disappointingly, there wasn't anything too interesting in the way of snacks. Wish they had alligator burgers like last time.

Selina looks calm here but in reality she was shitting herself. She can't take rides.

Haha classic. I wish I could look this retarded.

Just kidding, I probably look worse just walking down the street.
Jess and Sannie didn't go on the ride with us; Wilson went to go look for 'em but they wandered off so they only arrived after we got on the ride.
D'oh.
Here's a nice picture of Wynne. Aren't I pleasant. Hah.

Classy.

After the ride we crossed the bridge to see if it was any more interesting on the other side. The grass wasn't too much greener.

Wilson and Caf went on this crazy ride, it was literally a pole that swung around in a circle. Upwards.

Check out these chicks behind Wilson and Caf. Talk about professional photo bombing LOL.

Actually it's extremely creepy. Who the heck poses for other people's photos?? I usually duck for cover, like behind a pole or something.

I heard Josh Pyke was playing on one of the nights; and heard music so I ran towards it. Unfortunately it was totally not Josh Pyke. Dagnabbit.

Check out his music, it's pretty good. He's an Aussie artist; here's one of my favourites of his.

Took a video of the fireworks by the Yarra. Surprisingly not terrible.

Afterwards most of the group went home. Joey, Selina and I stayed behind because we're sad and we really wanted corndogs. Oh and those two wanted the grey bear thingies.

In the end we didn't win anything and we couldn't even find corndogs. We settled for poffertjes. Turns out it's not as hard to pronounce as it looks. POF - ERT- JEZ. Poffertjes.

Black Jack is pretty rigged; what they do is give out a load of even numbers and a few odd numbers; you can't add up to 21 without an odd number. It was pretty depressing and money draining seeing people around you getting 21. Oh well.

Selina updated our failure on Facebook, because we all know that nothing actually happens unless it happened on Facebook.

Sorry for the long post, y'all. More to come! Or something.