25th October, 2015
CURRENT LOCATION: SOUTH-WEST SUBURBS OF SYDNEY, NSW
4:20 (blaze it) am: Alarm goes off, it’s time to wake up, or I’ll miss the flight.
4:50am: Meet up with the girlfriend, get ready to get to the train station, or we’ll miss the flight.
5:15am: Catch the train to get to the airport. Three minutes to change platforms at Central, or we’ll miss the flight.
6:50am: Board the plane. Wait for takeoff. Made the flight.
CURRENT LOCATION: AVALON, VIC
9am: Catch bus into the city.
9:25am: Bus stops for a passenger to have a wizz. C’mon son, we gon’ miss the swapmeet.
10am: Get off at Southern Cross station.
CURRENT LOCATION: MELBOURNE CITY, VIC
10:10am: Top up Myki card, drop bags off at hotel.
10:17am: Catch 109 tram towards Port Melbourne. Overhear fuccboi whisper loudly “what are thooooose?” in regard to my choice of footwear.
10:30am: Get off at stop, follow the fuccbois towards Globe HQ.
10:45am: Reach Globe HQ, walk past the Saint Side van.
CURRENT LOCATION: PORT MELBOURNE, VIC
10:46pm: Get hit by a sonic wave of trap music emanating from a wall of hats adorned with the word “Reseller” against a box logo.
10:47am: Squeeze past the crowd, slap people on the shoulder and surprise interstate homies of my arrival.
10:49am: Go to Hans’ table. $20 shoes!! Try on Talarias. Buy Talarias. Two minutes.
10:50am: Neither person has change for a $50. Put shoes aside. Do the rounds. Scoff at some of the prices while nodding to others.
11:11am: Stop at a table. Girlfriend buys a Tonberry.
11:30am: Obtain change (thanks krazeefox a.k.a. yoblessed a.k.a. the futtosukepu king) and return to Hans’ table. Consider his deadstock Micropacers for $80.
11:31am: Do the rounds some more. Scoff at some of the prices while nodding to others, again. Intermittently meet other interstate cats or reacquaint with dudes not seen for ages.
12pm: Get in line at one of the food trucks. Wait what seems like an eternity before obtaining chorizo roll. Eat chorizo roll.
1pm: Do the rounds some more. Scoff at some of the prices while nodding to others, again. Intermittently meet other interstate cats or reacquaint with dudes not seen for ages. Catch glimpse of people I recognise from the internet, but fail to say hi as they melt into the crowd.
1:30pm: Hang out at the Saint Side table for a while. Admire Melbourne’s reclaiming of the Nike Air Max Plus, a.k.a. TN. No longer just a shoe for the eshays. The people’s shoe.
1:45pm: Barter with Mr Formstripe at the Sneaker Freaker table about some NB samples. Not today my man, not today. If only the Dr J’s were half a size smaller though..
1:55pm: Leave prematurely, as it is time to check into the hotel. Handshakes and daps all round.
5pm: Big Boy BBQ!! Wham Bam.