VEGAS.

Ok so when Wiz asked me to be his Best Man, 

I sort of knew (well hoped) that we were going to

be living in Sydney when the time came round to it.

Of course I agreed. I had to. But Vegas popped into

 my head for the venue for the Stag do. 

Well it's sort of half way - I justified to myself. 

Anyway here are only a few moments from the 51 hours 

I spent with the boys. 

It took me 20 hours to get there 21 to get back. 

Then I had to get on a flight to Melbourne for a meeting. 

So in total 7 flights in 4 days. I've still not recovered now.

But it was worth every second. 

Ahh the boys.

Testing out if my camera really is waterproof.

The Stag and me.