Tales of a blue ass

While couchsurfing in Burnie, my host Pat and his cousins proudly showed me the rope swing they constructed. I jumped in a wetsuit and acted all Tarzan and swung in the river. Well, not really IN the water, more like on a rock. Result: yet another line for the 'awkward moments in my life' list and the left part of my ass turning into all colours of the rainbow. I would love to show you how spectacular it looked, but it's damn hard to take a picture of your own behind.

After that truly wonderful adventure, me and my blue ass decided to visit Stanley, hang out on the beach and take pictures of doors.