Australian Adventures

The Boys of Brisbane

I scribbled in my spiral notebook on the YHA Drifters‘ patio, taking notes on my day’s adventures. My foot was propped up on an empty chair with a small bag of ice on it. I looked at it and smiled. What had been such a crippling injury in Cairns was almost insignificant now. But I still was staying on the safe side and icing whenever I had the chance.

Tonight was poker night, apparently a weekly tradition at this YHA. And while I had planned on showing all these gents how to really play a game, I had arrived back too late from my day out at The Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary. I felt my heart beaming from the memory of holding a koala. Well worth it, I thought.

A shaggy man in a baseball cap strode out to the patio. He lit a cigarette and walked around examining the couples sharing drinks. I didn’t pay much attention to him until he gestured toward me with his cigarette and said, “You sure know how to take up a table.”

I was taken aback by the comment, not sure what it implied. Then I looked at my set-up and laughed. I was sitting in one chair, had my foot propped up on a second and my purse on a third. I had managed to monopolize a seating arrangement for six all on my own. “Well what can I say,” I retorted, “I have a lot of imaginary friends.”

He chuckled and pulled up one of the empty chairs across from me. “What’s your name, love?”

“Hilary. And yourself?”

“Dan. Nice to meet you.” He pulled a pack out of his shirt pocket. “Smoke?”

I shook my head. He shrugged and put it back. “I think I’ve seen you around here before.”

He smirked, “Well that’s probably because I’m the owner, love.”

“Ah. You’re Dan.”

“You’ve heard of me?”

“Only good things. Scout’s honor.”

“Well, that’s good news then. Listen, I have to bugger off to take care of some things. But it was very nice to meet you.”

Dan and his smoke trail disappeared as quickly as it had come. I went back to journaling, uninterested in the partying going on around me. I only looked up at the sound of people walking towards me.

“There she is, the gal I was telling you about.” Dan had his arms around two guys in slacks and button downs. “This is Hilary and her imaginary friends.” The skinny guy on the left gave me a look.

I shook my head and laughed. “Don’t ask,” I said, extending a hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Alan,” the skinny guy with the loud tie said. “This is Nathan, my roommate.” The taller gentlemen with the dimples nodded. They both stood awkwardly by the table.

“Would you like to sit down?” I offered.

Alan hesitated a moment before replying, “Well, we would you see, but I hear your imaginary friends are bitches.”

My eyes widened in amusement. “Is that the rumor about town?”

Nathan took a swig of his beer before chiming in, “Yeah. From what we’ve gathered, all they do is just sit and talk about handbags and how much guys suck.” These boys were quick.

“No, you’ve got it all wrong. We talk about devil worship and how cool it is to be a lesbian. Everything else just gets worked in by default.”

Alan cracked a smile and took a seat. “You’ve got a sense of humor. Nice. You’re not from around here.”

“Is anyone at this bar from around here?”

“We are,” Nathan said, pulling up another chair.

“Really? I didn’t know this was a popular hangout for locals.”

“It’s not, but it’s the closest bar to our apartment and we’re too lazy to walk to another.” Alan took a swig of his beer. “Where did you say you were from again?”

“I didn’t. But I’m from Vegas.” I loved that I never had to clarify further than that. Sometimes being from an iconic city had its perks.

“No way,” Nathan said, suddenly regarding me with intrigue. “I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone from Vegas before.”

“Story of my life,” I replied.

“So what brings you to Brisbane?” I took a breath before answering Alan’s question. After all, it was such a long story.

“Okay, here it goes… but stop me if you’ve heard this one before…”

******

Dan walked up with his hands in his pockets, his mouth pulled into an amused smile. He surveyed the scene in front of him. “Well, Miss Hilary, it looks like you’re down to one chair.”

I smiled and observed the scene with satisfaction. Somehow in the past hour my conversation with Alan and Nathan had attracted many other participants. Our table had grown to accommodate eight and my journal had remained untouched on the table.  “Well, as it turns out, real friends are much more entertaining than the invisible ones.”

Dan winked at me. “Obviously you’re not drunk enough, love.” He stared at the drink in my hand with concern. “Speaking of, what have you got there?”

I looked at my glass. “Well, it’s supposed to be a tequila sunrise but I’m not sure what’s actually in it. Luckily it’s strong, so I’m cool.” I handed it over for him to try and he made a face.

“Dear God, what did she put in there?”

“Grenadine? I think? It’s okay. She’s doing the best she can. These lushes have her scared half to death,” I explained. The new bartender was barely 18 and nervously putting together the random (and slightly disgusting) drink orders of my new Brisbane pals. I watched her as she tried to assemble eight shots of squashed frogs with shaky hands.

He shook his head. “I must have a proper talk with her. Can I get you something else?” I shook my head no and he walked off. I turned back to the discussion at hand.

“The Australian accent is simple,” Alan said in a voice a little louder than necessary. “All you need to do is slur all your words together. The less syllables you have the more correct your pronunciation.”

Nathan nodded in agreement. “The goal is to only pronounce one syllable.”

They then demonstrated a ‘proper’ Aussie conversation, leaving the table in hysterics.

Ryan, the mild-mannered blogger from South Africa, brought a pitcher to the table and sat next to me. He smiled and poured glasses for the table. He had taken second in the poker tournament and wanted to celebrate. I kindly refused my glass, passing it over to the guy with the tattoos. Tattoo Guy chugged it without question.

That’s the great thing about hostels. There’s always someone willing to consume your alcohol if you don’t want it. But I doubt this is a problem other people consider as much as I do.

“Are you still nursing that tequila sunrise?” Alan looked at me dubiously. “Aren’t you from Vegas? I’m unimpressed with your drinking abilities, lady.”

I smiled over my straw, observing the empty beer mugs in front of him. “Shows how much you know. Maybe next time you’ll be less quick to judge.” He shrugged and thanked Ryan for the beer. I looked at my phone to check the time. “But on that note gentlemen, I must leave you.”

“Why?” Ryan asked in his sweet South African accent. His puppy eyes made me want to pinch his cheeks and muss his hair. Or throw him a ball. I couldn’t decide.

I looked at the table of my male compadres that were suddenly quiet as I stood to gather my things. All eyes were on me. “Well, for starters it’s way past my bedtime. And tomorrow is my last day in Brisbane, so I’m going to get up early and explore.” A knot formed in my stomach at the thought. In less than 48 hours I was headed to Fiji. What awaited me there? I shook the thought from my hand and focused on the present moment.

No-one looked satisfied with my answer. I didn’t understand why; it’s not like I was telling them it was their bedtime.

“Where are you going to go explore?” Nathan asked.

I shrugged. “I dunno. Places? I’m meeting a friend and she’s going to show me around. I already played with a koala so anything else is icing on the cake. Regardless, I must get on with it.”

“Well wait,” Alan protested, standing as well. “How ’bout you join us tomorrow night for dinner? We have to treat the only intelligent woman in this hostel to a farewell meal. Otherwise we wouldn’t be the proper gentlemen that we are.” I raised my eyebrow in amusement at the ‘proper gentlemen’ part.

Ryan quickly agreed. “Yes, let’s all go to dinner!”

I hesitated, wanting to say no. Not that these weren’t great guys, but I had an early flight the following day and didn’t want to be up all night. But then again… when in Rome? I did some quick calculations in my head. “It’ll have to be an early dinner.” I clarified. “I must be back here by ten or else I’ll turn into a pumpkin. Take it or leave it.” I put my hand on my hip and waited for a decision.

“It’s a date then. We’ll meet you in the lobby of the hostel at seven.” Nathan said with resolve.

I smiled and nodded my goodbyes.

“But wait,” Ryan called after me. I turned and gave him a questioning glance. “There’s three of us. But only one of you. Who’s taking who?”

I laughed at the question and they quickly went to arguing over the arrangement.

“Well, obviously since you two are practically Bert and Ernie, you should go with each other and I’ll go with Hilary,” Ryan concluded.

“That’s crap,” Alan argued. “It was my idea. Plus, you and Nathan make a lovely couple.”

“Goodnight boys, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I left them to their quarrel. I tried to hide my smile as I heard their argument continue behind me.

I nodded to Dan as I walked past. “That’s my girl,” he muttered under his breath, smirking at the sight. We high-fived and I left the bar.

31 Comments

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    stvolpina

    September 10, 2012

    love it! :))

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    Ingrid

    September 10, 2012

    Isn’t it fun to have a group of guys fighting over you? Had that happen to me when I was sixteen and spent my summer in Germany. At the time, I was from Chicago and like Vegas that was all I had to say…..Al Capone, shooting, crime, etc. Fun times!

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Haha, I don’t know if they were necessarily fighting, but it was interesting to witness the banter. I didn’t know it was that easy to make an impression, but I felt very special. =)

      What was your experience like? You must have had all the men chasing after you! Whoohoo Chicago and gangsters ;)

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    haileyjw

    September 10, 2012

    Muahahaha, boys. Excellent work for the female cause! Have a great time at dinner :)

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Well, I try. Got to keep them on their best behavior, do we not? And thanks! It was very yummy! =)

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    El Guapo

    September 10, 2012

    Love that you slipped right in to the banter and fun, and go Dan for setting you up for a fun evening.
    Hope the dinner story is as much fun!

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Yes, Dan served as a great wing man. Though getting three dates for my final night in Brisbane wasn’t my original plan, I’m okay with it. =)

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    travellingmo

    September 10, 2012

    What a great story! Your adventures combined with your way to put words together makes for such good reading. I can’t wait to hear about the dinner! Sometimes being a female traveler definitely has its perks.

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Thank you so much! I love getting that compliment! I try really hard to keep a strong voice in my writing but its hard to gauge because I’m always ‘in it’, you know? I’m glad it was a good read. =)

      And yes, I think that being female has its perks, but over anything else I’m learning being kind is the most important. It’s amazing how nice people are when you’re nice to them.

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    larkycanuck

    September 10, 2012

    I like your narrative 1st person style of writing. I will incorporate some of this for a future blog post of mine.

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Thank you! I love to write this way so I’m happy to hear you enjoy it.

      Let me know how your 1st person narratives go! I can’t wait to read some of them!

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    Rev_Angie

    September 10, 2012

    Amazing writing, very amusing evening…and you are so witty! Give those boys a run for their money.

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Thank you so so much! I love it when others think I’m witty =). The Brisbane boys were definitely keeping me on my toes, that’s for sure!

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    Brittany

    September 11, 2012

    Yeaa, I’m feelin that! Esp. hot guys with Australian accents!! woo woo woo! I like that hehehe! I think that when you’re traveling around or living abroad it’s best to be single for a while! Besides you get to date and flirt international style woo woo!!! Yeah, making my day already hell to the YEA!

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      Hilary Billings

      September 12, 2012

      Thanks so much, Brittany! I’m glad I could make your day. These boys were definitely gentlemen and I felt very grateful to have made them my friends.

      Woot travel!

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    Filio Kondylis

    September 13, 2012

    Love the picture of you and the Koala, Hilary. What a treasure.

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    […] the shop at all that was unfamiliar the knot doubled in size. I missed Brisbane. I missed the three boys who had fought so hard to convince me to go to dinner with them. A mental picture of Nathan, Alan, […]

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    agnesstramp

    October 13, 2012

    You made my day girl! Nice story, very amusing indeed. Is Koala your new friend :)?

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      Hilary Billings

      October 13, 2012

      Oh! I’m so happy to hear that, Agnes! Thanks so much for stopping by!

      Lots of new koala and kangaroo friends! Wish I could be a professional koala cuddler. =) Do you have a favorite animal encounter?

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        agnesstramp

        October 13, 2012

        That’s cool. Of course, I do. I love tigers and puppies:-)

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          Hilary Billings

          October 15, 2012

          Good choices! Good choices indeed =)

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    The Boy!

    October 23, 2012

    You brought a smile to my face — and that is quite an accomplishment after the evening I’ve had.

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      Hilary Billings

      October 23, 2012

      Aww, I’m so happy to hear that! Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to comment.

      What happened this evening?

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        The Boy!

        October 24, 2012

        Concerned about the future (mine, in particular). :) Thanks for asking. I remember you told me once about the power of putting your intention out in the universe and how wondrous things can happen then. Well, that’s what is a little hard to do right now, but I’m trying.
        But today was a much better day :D

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          Hilary Billings

          October 24, 2012

          Effort is always a start, that’s for sure. =) Let me know if I can help at all!

          So happy to hear you had a better day!

          • The Boy!

            October 25, 2012

            You’ve been helpful whenever we comment-talked. If the need arises, I will let you know for sure :-)

          • Hilary Billings

            October 26, 2012

            Awww, thank you! I’m happy to help. =)

            And yes, please do!

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    Erica

    December 21, 2012

    haha oh Hilary, you have a lot of really entertaining moments. Great that you share them, too :)

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