Walking home, now there’s a smart idea!
Work had it’s quarterly piss-up, er I mean awards night last night. Now that we are living on the Gold Coast it is far easier for me to attend these things. I scummed a lift to work (you’re a legend Al) and was all set for a night of drinking without having to worry about keeping my intake under control.
Long story short, I had too many drinks and there was no way that I would have been able to drive home had I brought the car. I walked someone else to the cab rank and waited till they got a cab. In my state I figured that a short walk to Pac Fair to catch a bus would be fine. I was in no hurry to get home, so it was all good. I got to Pac Fair and according to the timetable information that I could see the last bus was about 2 hours earlier. Not Happy!
In my somewhat inebriated state I decided that it was not too much of a walk to walk all the way home. Obviously I was far more drunk than I realised. After walking for a little over an hour I realised that it was not as short a walk as I had thought. I hadn’t even made it half way! In total, it took 2 ½ hours to walk all the way home. Near the end of the walk I was sure that I would end up with massive blisters, but thankfully my feet are just sore.
I wont be doing that again in a hurry.