Sydney played host to chatters from all over the country. It was common knowledge that this party was gonna be big, but big was an understatement. It was HUGE!! For myself and many others from interstate, it was a huge weekend. Sure the party was on the Saturday night, but for many, it started on Friday night and didn't stop till recovery mode was launched on the Sunday.

Arriving in Sydney at 10.30pm on Friday, the nerves of my first aeroplane flight had long since passed when I jumped into a taxi expecting a quick trip to the hotel in Oxford St. After a few laps of the passenger pick up area, the driver decided he wanted to get more people into the cab than just myself, so began to drum up business. Whilst he canvassed for an extra fare, coffee rang me and informed me they were waiting for me, so we could all get to the hotel together. Without the driver even realising, I grabbed my bag and left fighting my way through the crowds to find some fellow chatters. Ducking and weaving through the congestion I couldnt believe my luck as I quickly caught up with coffee, blue-eyes and Markk at a taxi rank outside the domestic terminal. After initial greetings, we were all in a taxi making our way to the city together, laughing and talking between ourselves and generally having a dig at the driver enclosed in his protective "bubble". From this point forward all taxi drivers were then referred to as "bubble boy". We were welcomed at the hotel by a mob of fellow chatters, who were eagerly waiting our arrival. BRONNIE, Rusky, Zar, star, hippiechick, jdcoke, casablanca, Chuckie, Savman, Haley, fluff, steveo, Wicked, dopey and winnie all greeted us with open arms. No time for showers etc, lets go party!!!!!!!

And party we did! Walking to several pubs along Oxford St. and its backstreets, we finally settled into one place for the remainder of the night. Other patrons looked on as our rowdy mob, drank to excess and generally caused mayhem. The proprietors of the establishment overlooked our mayhemic behaviour, preferring to welcome the injection of money into their tills. Quite a good move on their part, I must say! Zar showed off his impressive shooting skills by lining up 5 shots of something and downing them one after the other. He is the epitomy of the species known as 'adelaideus partyanimalists'. Many aching heads and bloodshot eyes, saw the sunrise over Sydney that morning.

After a day of shopping, sightseeing and more alcoholic escapades, the time came to embark on our journey into the city. Kell_19 arrived at our hotel, bearing gifts, photos and many tales from her overseas jaunt to the USA. We then piled into taxis and fought our way through the Saturday night traffic. The "bubble boys" were out in force that evening. Arriving at the Arizona, a group of 12 of us sat and had dinner, unaware that the table next to us also contained about 16 fellow chatters. Mandy, the beautiful woman who organised the evening, arrived to a roaring reception and promptly began the task of identifying all PondChatters and supplying name tags for easy identification. People started arriving early and it didn't take long for the venue to become full, a sea of unknown faces, wandering from group to group, putting faces to names. As the night went on, it became apparent that certains areas of the pubs were just like chatrooms. The #Fun.Peers.40s room was in an alcove adorned with lounges and coffee tables and hosted by Saint and Ariel, #Australia.VIC.Melbourne was in another dark alcove and contained ^CpW, Drew1, sockit, naughty-but-nice, SENATOR, Qtee, turbo, seahorse-dolphin, nancee, LoisLane and Maddi. #Fun.Poolside was situated at the tables along one side of the room with Gus, Coffee, markk, Bronnie, Rusky, Amiable, Wicked, dopey, blackie, winnie, Kell_19, steveo, Pils, M-a-d-o-n-n-a, fluff, hippiechick, Zar, Summer, speedy, bachelorboy28, Chuckie, zOmBiE^, kokane, Ancient, Mandy and others. #VirtualChemistry was over by the bar with Mish, Tulip, tickle-me-elmo, Tinkerbell and their room-mates, #Fun.Peers.30s was at the edge of the dancefloor with beatiful_smile and her roomies. Unfortunately there was no #Teens section. haha.

The dancefloor was a mass of bumping bodies, and throbbing heads all dancing up a storm in the stickiness of spilt drinks and excess sweat. Chocolate sauce was used as a creative social lubricant, as we were all entertained by the idea of licking it off the face of people we had chatted to but had only just met. As the alcohol started to render peoples inhibitions useless, the whole place became #Romance.Married&Flirting, #Romance.SingleAgain and #Romance.BlindDate.

I'm sure many rumours will start about this party. Who was the female chatter and the young male chatter who were trying to set a Guiness Book World record for the longest game of tonsil hockey? And who was the young female chatter also trying to set a record for the most amount of male saliva collected? Who was the person who was violently removed from the premises in a headlock by bouncers, after wiping out a few people and several tables and chairs? Who wore Rusky's vodka and raspberry as she slipped on the floor and emptied the contents of her glass?? No matter what stories circulate regarding the nights proceedings, just remember the philosophical words that the legendary Daryl Somers used to say: "You'll never never know, if you never never go"

by zOmBiE^

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