When it’s hot Bondi turns into a wacky place. People just seem to get a little too excited. Yesterday the beach was rammed as it baked into the night. When the sun sets the pubs fill and the party starts. As an early riser, I see the aftermath the next day. The ones that pushed it too far are passed out on the beach or in nearby bushes. Our street is littered with empty booze bottles and taking the kids to school is a game of dodge the vommies via a labyrinth of yellow share bikes. Then the clean up begins…the council team in orange high vis. Our saviours, putting Bondi back together until the next heat wave.
Waves – yes! We have junkie 3 footers, but I likey.
Are you an exceptionally enthusiastic, confident, beach-loving person? Reckon you could strike up a convo with a stranger and talk all about Aquabumps artwork? Well, we are looking for a FULL-TIME salesperson in our Bondi beach gallery. Keen? Read more
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