We decided it was time to splurge...out for dinner and even a happy hour beer before. How lucky are we?! We went to a sushi place called Jacques with 20 minutes to spare before happy hour actually ended. Ordered up a couple of draft beers and noticed the bar was slowly filling with what appeared to be local guys. A blonde guy walks in and sits two down from Erica - she immediately picks up on his accent as Australian but has no clue who he is. It is JP! In the flesh but Erica is clueless and saying things like, where you from, how long you been here, is there windsurfing in melbourne, what do you do for a living! JP says he windsurfs and it begins to set in. A couple mates join him and he is saying how we are from new zealand. Apparently they went to Queenstown last winter for 18 days and heli-boarded. Anytime mate, anytime! We bid farewell to go and get dinner, and continue our extravagant evening, but are bound to cross paths again. Now E knows his face she may not play so cool, either he thinks we are complete amateurs or are pretty cool. We will find out.... isn't life grand?

This is he for those who don't know.