Walker Carnival

To say my invite was a bit random would be to engage in the most whole-hearted understatement – a friend invited me and it was his friend’s ex-landlady’s party – but I am so glad I went.

For the record: My thanks to Michael for the invite and to everyone at the party for making me feel so welcome, letting me drink your beer, eat your food and join in the flip cup and beer pong.


Specific thanks to Mia for not freaking out that I effectively crashed your party.

As well as silly drinking games, conversations about the right to privacy, a few (too many) beers, chatting about what it feels like to be in the states and temporary ownership of a flowery hat - I made a discovery.



Now I don’t know quite how I’m going to arrange it but I will be having a dunk tank at my next party (which could be difficult given I live in an apartment but I’m determined). For those of you scratching your heads wondering what I'm talking about its okay; I recorded the dunk tank in action:

All the photos I took can be found here.