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Bonkin’ in the Shallows

I traveled around Australia with five friends during spring break 2005.  We were spending our last three days in the Gold Coast, just south of Brisbane.  We had some plans set- like a pub crawl and a XXXX Brewery tour- but first we had to see the ocean.

We walked from our hostel to the beach.  I understood immediately why it was called the Gold Coast; there was golden skin showing everywhere.  People in this part of Australia seemed to find clothing to be optional.  As I looked across the beach, all I could see was bronzed butts, small bulges under men’s Speedos, and the occasional set of bare breasts.

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