The young Mr. Yerp himself reporting live from the land where women glow, men plunder, and the toilets flush backwards.
Got picked up from Sydney international jetlagged as fuck! 24 hours of travel time, a big smile from my transhemispheric hombre, and then hit the road again for 10 hours more of driving. Don’t get it fooled though… that Aussie Jungle Juice is simply wine and brandy, and if you were looking for a sixer of Mike’s Harder Lemonade when you picked up that Vodka X Cranberry sack of goon you are in for a ( slightly acidic, ugly, and discarded younger brother of 4 Loko-esque) treat! Beautiful country, beautiful people, and a bit of that Vicky Bitter.