It's a gorgeous sunny day in Melbourne and I'm wearing this home made, lined, tropical print 70's maxi dress - possibly a bridesmaid frock? It swishes and fits me like a glove and to be honest - I bought it a year ago and today is the first time I've worn it!
I'm a sucker for a graduated print that goes into a border. And I'm a sucker for hot pink and orange.
That's when a tanned man in his early forties approached me and offered us a place to stay at his place. He introduced himself as "Ace Cool".
I turned to my friend and said "We are going with this man. His name is Ace Cool. I will take full responsibility for what happens to us."
Ah...the wide eyed naivety of youth. It paid off. Ace Cool was pretty Ace (but not that cool) and he had heaps of young tourists staying at his place where he gave surfing lessons as part of the price. We ate fresh tuna, pineapples, taro chips, lived right on the beach, got drunk under a full moon, made friends, climbed volcanoes and swam. We also jammed with a very young and not even up and coming Cuba Gooding jnr who lived downstairs at Ace's dreaming of being in a movie with Paul Hogan (it was the early 90's!)
It also turned out that Ace Cool had surfed the biggest wave ever by a paddle surfer.
Here he is getting rescued!It was a short hazy stay. Other worldly. A bit surreal. A bit unreal.... but now...back to FROCKTOBER!
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