Really bad I can’t remember the middle guy’s name, because we chatted a ton for the first three days in Magnetic Island. Oops! That’s the thing with traveling; you meet tons of people and you cannot, for the life of you, remember any of their names. I’m getting better, but it’s still difficult when you meet a big group of people.
These boys were my buds the first few nights in Magnetic Island. We’d drink goon (that’s box wine, again) in the rooms even though it’s not allowed and play lots of drinking games. We also played never have I ever, which I can confirm is a ton of fun with a bunch of people you’ve never met before. Good times.
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