Feeling overwhelmed with different emotions the day before I fly to Adelaide for a new life, Colsy dug me out of Jonno’s swanky Burswood apartment where I’ve crashed for the past few days, for a final hang out.

We decided to spend the day in Freo, as I thought that it’d be a long time before I’d get to savour their famous fish & chips again. We went right on to the chow after posting the rest of my belongings in a flimsy box to WiKKiD’s address to avoid overweight baggage at the airport.

Colsy, not a tool as far as his shirt suggests.

Greasy goodness… one of my rare indulgences.

“Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine…”

Token artsy shot.

Later on, we decided to have fun with a few historical anchors sitting in front of the fish & chips shop.

Kind of a weird pose, isn’t it?

Passing by Little Creatures, we took an extended walk around Freo, away from the busy flea markets and people.

Little Creatures brewery… never short of customers and pale ale.

We walked along the beach and dunes to check out some rather touristy historical stuff.

The Round House Cannon

What it said.

Whaler’s Tunnel

It was a great, typical Perth day. Colsy dropped me home when it started getting dark, and it felt weird that I won’t get to hang out with one of my best mates anymore. But hey, I love everything that is Perth, and I’ll be back one day.