Hey, I've posted up a couple of photos from the party. The story from the little book from that night was somewhat amusing. Highlights were giant gingers, top flash, Johnny Barrell and a dream that I became a man - you guys are disturbed. Well it has been two weeks into my Australian leg, and the struth and ripper colloquialisms are back in full force. I’m becoming accustomed to a lifestyle of celebrity status...though quiet understandably will last no longer than my due 15 minutes. I'm currently on Phillip Island (South of Melbourne off the Victoria coast) eating fresh crayfish, drinking bubbly while watching the sunset over the ocean from the back veranda. Life is pretty good. There have been sighting of white pointers, and a few evacuations from the beaches...so is a pretty good excuse for not testing out if I can still stand on a board. Australia Day was great fun. I caught up with my mate Dan who was covering the Australian Open – and it was great to see that he also thoug...