My blogging buddy Yani is in town at the moment from Adelaide, so he arranged a small meet up last night so he could meet myself, Tom and Monty. I had met Monty once before at a Gay Blogger Meet organised by Single Guy over at the (sadly now closed) Single In The City, but I had never met Tom or Yani, even though I read their blogs. Monty and I both have been known to post our pics on our blogs, but I had no idea what Yani or Tom looked like.
Fortunately Yani spotted me as soon as I walked in, and gave me a great big hug. We chatted and drank our beers for a while, and then Monty came and found us. He and Tom had been there for a while and were sitting in out in the open air part of the bar. In fact the same outdoor area I talked about (and took photos of) here, here and (rather memorably) here. It was a beautiful warm night, and the four of us sat and shared a few drinks and talked.
What a nice bunch of guys! Yani is garralous, extroverted and funny, especially with a couple of beers in him! Tom is articulate and interesting, but quiet and appears quite shy. Oh, and tall. (Tom and I looked like opposite ends of some sort of spectrum. Before & After.) Monty and I are both talkers I suspect, and I think similarly find it fairly easy to keep a conversation going. All four us shared a fairly similar sense of humour too, and we didn't really struggle to keep the conversation going at any point.
A friend of Monty's rang with some sort of personal petite crise, so he left while Tom, Yani and myself took a short walk to get some gelati. Mmmmmmm, Lychee & Coconut teamed with Kaffir Lime. So good, I would have married it if I could. Tom left and I walked Yani back through Kings Cross to his hotel. 'The Cross' as Sydneysiders call it, was busy and a bit on the scary side (stripclub touts, hookers, drunk backpackers and more than a few drug users on the streets) so I jumped in a cab and made my way home straight after seeing Yani to his hotel.
I had a lovely night. 3 very nice interesting guys, and a really pleasant evening. I think you can get a good sense of what somebody is like by reading their blog, but it's always been really interesting to me to meet bloggers that I have read before in person. Pretty much without exception it has been a positive and interesting experience so far. I hope to catch up with Tom and Monty again some time, even after Yani has gone back to Adelaide.
Thanks for organising it Yani!
13 comments:
Sounds wonderful!!
It was! Very enjoyable.
Good to meet you too. Glad you escaped the Cross unscathed!
Thanks Tom!
Oh geez, I forgot to mention it but I nearly got into some strife with 3 trannie hookers outside McDonalds though. When you're built like a hobbit it pays to develop a good don't fuck with me, ladies attitude!
Sounds loverly.
When you and I meet, promise to pepper the conversation with words like "garralous?"
(Oh, and I'll be sure to wear shorts and a sleeveless t so you'll recognize me.)
Sweetcheeks, if you and I meet I suspect 'garrulous' will be just one of the top class adjectives on offer.
PS. promise to wear the 3% Body Fat, 97% Drama tee?
So which of you is before and which is after?
Depends if the process is shrinking or growing I suppose...
That or I'll hang a medal off my John Thomas. Promise.
Best In Show?
And where was my phonecall?! I can't believe you were in my 'Hood and didn't call. Evanski and I were home by about 10 after dinner at Rambutan (best waitress ever). I was even thinking about heading to the GP for a beer...
le sigh...
Sorry pet! By 10 I was escorting (the other kind of escorting) young Yani home to his temporary domicile. And dodging trannie hookers.
It's always interesting when you have to resort to dictionary.com to work out how you're being described ;P... garrulous, adj, excessively talkative in a rambling, roundabout manner, esp. about trivial matters...
Can't technically say I can fault you there... and I like that definition better than the second one it gave me... ;)
And trust me, the extrovered bit was mostly the beer... hehe...
It was a good night though, and thank you for being the gentleman and walking me back to my hotel ;)
Were they different tranny hookers from the ones we saw that were lugging the big bags up the street or did you just have bad tranny hooker karma that night?
Oh look, there I go being all garrulous again :D (you know, that might end up being added to my blog subtitle... "my vague, esoteric and garrulous ramblings")
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