Sadly, I have just returned from dropping The Tosh off at the Gold Coast Airport *single tear*. On Monday we left for our last trip to Cooli together. Just me, Tash and Simba on the open road headed to our favourite spot to surf. And though the waves were less than epic, we had one last surf in Cooli's magical blue waters together and got to go on one last nighttime adventure.
I have known Tash since I was but a wee of 5. We grew up down the street from one another and randomly were brought together in Byron Bay after years living apart. I have experienced everything with Tash from making up dances on trampolines, to eating entire jumbo sized ice cream cakes in one sitting, to sharing a small tent, to owning a car, to travelling to Hawaii. She has put up with me giving her ridiculous nicknames like Tato and The Tosh, forcing her to sleep in bathtubs and eat large tubs of ice cream, listening to me go back and forth about every decision I have to make and with me waking her up earlier than she wants because I want to go surfing immediately.
Having her in Byron the last year was amazing. It's not often in life we are given the opportunity to reconnect with friends from our childhood and I am so grateful to have had this last 10 months with The Tosh. You will be missed Tash. I could not have asked for a better friend to learn to surf with, share a car with, travel with, bike around town with, live with and laugh with.
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