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April 2nd-  I arrive at Newark airport. I do a self check-in and my passport kept getting denied.  Finally someone came over.  He took one look at my passport and said “your passport expires in less than 6 months.  Certain countries, Australia included, needs your passport to be valid for more than 6 months till expiration.  I started panicking as the flight was 22 hours and my tour started in 48 hours and it takes 6 weeks to get a new passport.  I anxiously wait on line at the HELP ME I AM ROBYN SCHALL AND I MESS UP A LOT line.  I showed the women helping me my work visa. I said “look the country of Australia accepted me to work there.  They have seen my passport and have said it was okay to work there.”  I don’t know how but the women said okay and gave me my plane ticket and off we went! First a 6 hour flight to San Francisco. Once in San Francisco the first thing I do is pee and then find an outlet to charge my phone.  PHONE IS GONE!! Now to a normal person that sucks but to me my phone is how most of you feel about your first born child!! I went into panic mode.  I started screaming for it.  Where are you?! I traced my steps.  Nope not in the bathroom stall.  Nope not by the bathroom sink.  Ohhhh there it is in the garbage.  When I threw out the paper towel after washing my hands I seem to have also throw out my phone.  I should mention that my phone case also doubles as my wallet and had my ID, passport and all my credit cards. Two hour layover and then next thing I knew I was on the 15 hour plane ride to Sydney. I have no stories because I have a fabulous aunt who was kind enough to supply me with plenty of Xanax.  For those of you who know the Schalls I am sure you can figure out which aunt that is. I will forever be in her debt!! The next thing I know I wake up, I am in Australia and I lost a day which now brings us to the morning of the 4th.

 

April 3rd- Never saw it!

 

April 4th-  I get off the plane and that is where I met Peter.  Peter is the amazing man who saw me headline at Carolines on Broadway 2 years ago and after the show said “If I pay for you to come to Australia and put together a tour for you… would you come?” Two years later we meet face to face again.  I will leave it at this when talking about Peter; amazing AMAZING guy!!!  Fabulous comedy tour Producer/Promoter!!! Talented journalist!!!  Friend for life!! Being across the world all alone he made me feel safe; put together a successful tour with packed houses and crazy amount of press. I can’t say enough good things about him. We grabbed some breakfast and he dropped me off at the first of many “Murder Motels” I would be staying at for this tour. Murder Motel 1 we will call this.  No elevator, so I climbed the very scary cement steps to my room.  The stairwell kind of looked like the opening scene in an episode of Law and Order where a dead prostitute is found.  Actually, if you follow me on periscope you will see I actually showed some stains I was pretty sure was prostitute blood. I go into my jail cell.  The bathroom had no shower door or sink.  There was however a random sink by the head of my bed.  The window had a breathtaking view of McDonalds and KFC.  This will be where I stayed for the next 4 nights.  As soon as I got to my room I went live on periscope (live streaming app on my phone) and right away people were telling me that a guy named Johnny who owns a chocolate factory/store is only 20 minutes from me and he is expecting me.  Even though I just got off from 22 hours of flying I said “fuck it, lets go!!” I leave my room and while live streaming I start heading down the stairs and then………. Bam…. I slip and bump bump bump bump bump bump. While live streaming I fall down 6 steps. Within 2 hours of being in Sydney Australia I fall down a flight of stairs while LIVE STREAMING.  At the Murder Motel when they wash the steps they don’t feel the need to put a “slippery when wet” sign up.  My butt hurt immediately but I shook it off because I had chocolate waiting for me. I got an uber and headed to meet Johnny at Johnny Chocolate Perfection. As my uber pulled up to the store, Johnny himself was waiting outside to greet me. I walk into his store and he makes me a plate of 20 different chocolates to taste along with some mocha coffee. I ate/drink live on periscope. During this time a girl watching me on periscope, named Melanie saw where I was and showed up at the chocolate shop to meet me. Melanie was about my age, from Sydney and someone I connected with immediately.  As I finished the 50lbs of chocolates that Johnny refused to let me pay for, he then gave me a bag of chocolates to leave with and I was off. (All the chocolates were AMAZING) Melanie asked what I was up to the rest of the day.  I said, “I would love to see a koala.”  She said “okay lets go!”  I hoped in her car and she took me to wild life where I got to take pictures with koalas and kangaroos and all sorts of Australian animals.  She then showed me Darling Harbor, Queen Victoria Building and we walked all around the city.  As it was hitting night time I turned to her and said “I know you have spent the last 5 hours with me but would you mind if we saw the Opera House.  Without missing a beat she said “lets go!”  Off we went to see the Opera house and then we walked through the Royal Botanical Garden where I saw a homeless man peeing in a bush.  Melanie definitely thought it was weird that the man peeing was one of my favorite parts of the garden.  At that point it was late and she took me back to my Murder Hotel to attempt to sleep.

 

 

 

April 5th- 3am I wake up to a major pain in my ass.  Literally… a pain in my ass.  I knew when I fell down the stairs my butt took a beating but it reallllly was hurting.  I looked in the mirror and my butt was black and blue.  I did what any crazy girl would do.  I turned on periscope to document it.  I showed the internet my ass and we had decided we would do a butt update every day I was in Australia.  I eventually signed off and went back to sleep with my hand holding my ass in pain.  When I woke up I went down to the common area in the Murder Motel which had 4 microwaves.  I still don’t know why a murder motel needs 4 microwaves in their common area.  That is where I met my opener comic.  Now I won’t dive too deep into this but as this is a comedy tour write up I will touch a little what it’s like to be a young female comic on the road.  I never, ever complain about being a female comic.  It is what it is.  Sometimes it plays to your advantage and sometimes it hurts you. If you’re funny- you are funny. Most times it doesn’t matter the sex or age.  Sometimes it does. Example; if you are a strong female comic you will get a lot of work.  It’s a numbers game and there are so many male comics and not as many female comics. Therefore if someone is looking for a female comic you have much better odds since you are up against maybe 100 women unlike a male comic who is up against 1000 other male comics.  The disadvantage of being a female comic is that this is definitely a boys club biz. 99% of the time I don’t feel this way but there are still some male comics who definitely embrace this penis club and see women comics as people they are better than and treat them as such.  Same thing with being a young comic.  I know some of you are saying “Robyn you are 31, you are not young.”  But to comics who have been doing stand-up for 31 years I am a baby comic. From the second I met my opening act it was just not a click.  I am not sure if it was because I was a female comic, a young comic or if he had mistaken the dumb character I play on stage with the smart business women I truly am but he would be a bigger pain in the ass then the pain I was feeling in my ass. From the start, he critiqued EVERY single thing I did and said. I was there to work, so I tried to keep my distance and focus on the job.  Shortly after meeting him, Peter came to get us and took me to do my first radio interview. I have been interviewed before but it was so cool to see how many newspapers and posters around Sydney I was on!! We got to the radio station 2UE954 where Tim Webster interviewed me live on air.  He is a very famous radio guy in Australia and the interview went great!! I was funny, I was on and I did it while sitting on my ever growing butt black and blue. This interview restored my confidence that I had started to lose a little and I was ready for the tour to begin!  Peter had told me about this amazing donut shop so after the interview I turned on periscope and went on a hunt for this doughnut shop!!!  I found the doughnut shop and OMG the doughnuts were the size of my head.  I was in Robyn heaven! I was overwhelmed and could hardly think straight. As I walked away with this MASSIVE doughnut in hand I got about two blocks when I realized a man was running after me.  He caught up to me. “You left your American Express at the doughnut counter.” Of course this was captured on live streaming.  Great the whole world knows that when I have a doughnut in my hand everything else just leaves my brain. I finish the doughnut and then met my new friend Melanie for a drink.  We laughed, we drank and she tried to teach me how to pronounce the cities in Australia… its tough!

 

 

 

April 6th- Once again I wake up at 3am.  My jetlag made me all messed up.  I figured I would do another butt update.  So I went on periscope and said hi to the other side of the world and once again mooned the internet.  My black and blue had grown.  Much darker.  It was clear this fall was not behind me yet.  Pun intended.  Later that afternoon Peter met me and the opening comic.  Now this is when I met Angelo.  Angelo was Peters business partner.  One of my great take aways from this trip is meeting Angelo.  He is a fabulous photographer. He worked for the Australian newspaper for many years.  He is kind, funny and a real character.  Half the time I had no clue what he was talking about but after everything he would say “it’s all good.”  This man has a real life about him.  Really knows how to laugh. The four of us piled into his red broken down scary ass car and headed to Cronulla where I would be performing my first Australian show.  I was performing at a room called The Brass Monkey.  It was a music venue which they were turning into a comedy venue for the evening.  I did my sound check, fell in love with the room and got my comedy excitement flowing.  We had about 4 hours till show time so Angelo and Peter took me to the Cronulla beach.  That’s where my friend Chelsea (Pickles is her nick name) messaged me that she was at that beach too.  I knew she was coming to the show but since she was at the beach I told her to find me.  It wasn’t hard to find me since everyone was in bathing suits and I was in black pants and a black long sleeve shirt.  SOOOO NEW YORK.  We met up. We hugged. It was nice to see a familiar face.  Eventually it was time to head back to The Brass Monkey and do what I came there to do.  Comedy!!  As the room filled up I was getting more and more excited.  Show started and after the host, opener and a quick 10 min break I took tp the stage.  I did exactly 59min (I was contracted to do 55 to 60min each show.) Every joke landed and my crowd work went over great!! I had them.  Every time I miss pronounced Cronulla they laughed, when I made fun of the table of Jews up front the place went nuts.  I really gave it to the Jews!! After I finished my last joke…. “I’m going to shove bullshit up your ass.” I sincerely thanked the audience, grabbed my ukulele and left the stage with such excitement! I just successfully completed my first show in another country.  It’s so hard to explain that feeling.  It is one I will remember forever!! After the show one of the Jews asked for my card and asked if I would be interested in doing a private show for some Jews.  I said… “That’s my specialty.”  I got back to the Murder Motel…  Happy! Tired! Ass hurting!

 

 

 

April 7th- Up at 3am once again. I did a butt update and then waited till the common area started serving breakfast.  I decide this was the perfect time to taste Vegemite.  Let me tell you it was GROSS!!!!! Most disgusting thing I have ever put in my mouth.  And for those who know me… well….. I had very low standards in college!!! I then headed to meet my friend Pickles at the Sydney train station so we could take a trip to New Castle.  The New Castle show had been cancelled but I had some fans from social media who had bought tickets.  Although the show wasn’t happening I wanted to take the trip to meet them. I met everyone at Blackbutt Park.  Yes the park was called BLACKBUTT!!! Very fitting since at this point my butt was pretty much all black.  At the park I saw Koalas, Kangaroos and tons and tons of other animals. As we were walking we were talking about how Nick- one of the guys we were with- was a tattoo artist.  I had been planning for months to get a tattoo in Australia so to find out I was with a tattoo artist made this the perfect opportunity.  It was his day off but still Nick agreed to go to take us to his shop and give me the tattoo I had been sketching for a while. An hour later I had a little dove on my ribs.  I wanted a bird to remind me to enjoy the journey and always reach higher. Specifically a dove because it represents hope, family and spirituality.   My mom and brother helped me pick out the exact sketch before leaving for Australia.  (Sorry dad please don’t be mad at mom) After my new tattoo, Pickles and I checked into Murder Motel 2 and went to sleep.

 

 

 

April 8th- I woke up early and did a butt update.  OHHHH boy the black and blue had taken over my whole left butt cheek!! I got on the train and headed back to Sydney to my original Murder Motel 1. I went for a jog, took a nap and then we were off to Rozelle for my next show.  I was performing at an AWESOME and pretty famous music venue called the Bridle Hotel Rozelle.  All sorts of awesome bands have taken that stage.  Again, I will keep this brief but it seemed that the opener comic just had real issues with me. I have made a career and full time living at telling jokes, being funny and putting videos online yet with a couple of degrading comments my confidence was on the rocks. Walking away from this tour, not letting people get to me is one thing I know I must work on. The show begins!! The host went up. Then the opening comic who was supposed to do about 35 min did an hour.  Then there was a 15 min break. A show that started at 9pm. I didn’t go on till 10:30.  I was jetlagged and tired. Plus, the audience had enough at 10:30 when I finally took the stage. It wasn’t a bomb but it was no kill by any means.  Some jokes were a real struggle to get through and getting a tired audience to take part in crowd work was awful.  I finished my 56min set and was not too happy.  Once again I had some awesome people there who had been watching me on periscope.  They all loved the show and definitely made me feel better.  After I said bye to the very cool venue, Angelo drove me and the opener comic back to the Murder Motel.  As soon as we get in the car the opener said “Robyn, let me debrief you on your set.” Blah blah blah and “This is why this joke didn’t work…” blah blah blah and then “This is what you did wrong…” I just wanted out of this car!!!  I was all alone on the other side of the world.  I had a bad set. I was dealing with this comic in my ear. ANDDDD my butt really hurt!  I got back to my room and called my dad.  My dad being the best business adviser gave this great advice.  “Move on. Do better tomorrow.” Then I spoke to a comic from NY who gave this great advice. “Fuck anyone who debriefs you on your set! And Fuck an audience who doesn’t laugh at your jokes!” Then I spoke to my brother Richie who gave this great advice “Tomorrow night you just KILL and remind yourself why you are there.” I went to bed really upset and with my ass killing me.

 

 

 

April 9th- 3am I am up once again.  Can’t sleep.  Did a butt update, went for a jog and got ready to start the day fresh.  Up next Katoomba.  The opener comic and I get into the back seat of Angelo’s scary ass red car.  First thing out of the comics mouth “Another reason you were off last night…” I cut him off and said “ENOUGH!!! You want to give each other notes then let’s do this!!” Of course he responded with a no. There were a few more words exchanged but that was the gist. Three hour car ride later we arrive in Katoomba! Free spirted Angelo asked if I wanted to go see the Blue Mountains.  YES!!!!! I screamed.  Man I love Angelo. I feel like I need to do a better job explaining him.  Take Kramer from Seinfeld, and add warmth, true kindness and a deep Santa Clause jolliness to him and that’s ANGELO. Also take some shrooms because sometimes you are not quite sure what he is talking about but you know it’s awesome and fun!!!  He took me to see the Blue Mountains.  It was beautiful and filled my heart up with peace and happiness again. We talked about Australia, and comedy and photography and life and after everything he just kept saying, “It’s all good.” It was during this chat and beautiful view that I remembered I have been flown to this amazing country across the planet because of my comedy.  It was the confidence I needed.  Around 6pm we headed to the venue for sound check. It was during that time the opener comic apologized for how he had been treating me.  I took the famous words from Angelo and said “It’s all good.” I do have to say from that point on the opener comic did not say one more degrading comment for the rest of the tour. Show time!! Opening act did his 30 min and then I took the stage.  I don’t know if it was Richie’s advice or if it was the Blue Mountains but I KILLLLLLLLLLED!!!!! I did 59min of great comedy.  I finished my set, sincerely thanked the audience, grabbed my ukulele and left the stage.  Then for the first time in my comedy career I received the audience asking for an encore.  I could have cried!!! I said hi to the audience.  One guy who I knew from periscope, Byron, had been at the show the night before (where I didn’t do well) and had such a good time the night before he had driven 2 hours to see me perform again.  That was pretty cool! He snuck me into the men’s bathroom to show me how my posters were on the bathroom stalls in the man’s bathroom.  That was almost as awesome as the encore!! That night…really was “all good!”

 

 

 

April 10th- I wake up early, do a butt updates and then Angelo knocks on my door.  We had planned on me and him to go back to the Blue Mountains.  It was soooooo beautiful.  I saw the Three Sisters and it was just breathtaking. Afterwards we went and picked up Peter and the other comic to start the 3 hour drive to Wollongong.  Before we all piled back into Angelo’s scary ass red car I get a call from a women Evie. She was one of the four Jews from that first show.  She wanted to know my prices and what nights I was available to perform for a private event.  I handed it over to Peter and we booked the show.  It was going to be a private event to raise money for Vets in Israel.  It would be in a super duper rich couple’s house and the 70 people all attending would be rich Australian Jews and I would be performing in a living room.  We gave a price.  She agreed. And so my comedy tour had been extended. Her requests were that it just be me. No opener. And that I clean up my set a bit.  Thanks to my crazy amount of temple gigs I was more than ready for this!! We all get into Angelos car and we are about 20 min on the road when Angelos car starts convulsing and violently breaks down.  There we are stranded on some random street in the middle of nowhere in Australia.  I was on such a high from the encore request from the night before and the new private gig that I just sat with my luggage on the side of the road and played my ukulele. About 3 hours later Angelos car was towed and we took a cab to a restaurant.  About 2 hours later Peter’s wife came and picked us up.  We drove an hour and took her home and then 2 hours to Wollongong.  It was a LONG LONG LONG day but I was in great spirits.  We finally arrive at Murder Motel 4. I hit up the candy machine and happily head to my room as I pass all the former prostitutes blood stains on my way up.

 

 

 

April 11th- I SLEEP!!!!!! I wake up at 6am!!!! I am human once again!! The 4 of us get into the car and they drive me to do another radio interview. This time at 97.3ABC with Nick Rheinberger. The interview was fun! It’s very interesting. In the US, radio isn’t as big as it used to be but in Australia it’s still HUGE! Angelo and the opener comic stayed outside while Peter came in with me.  I need to say again Peter is just AMAZING. He really makes me feel confident and funny. He is a father of two girls and a smart business man so he was able to balance so well being supportive/protective of me yet always treating me with the upmost respect. He is just the greatest!! Nick Interviewed me live and it was a GREAT interview.  So much fun!! After we head back to Murder Motel 4 and Pickles meets up with me!! I embrace her with a hug as her presence means vacation was soon approaching!! We walked down to the beach.  Played in the sand.  Dropped my phone in the ocean (uck im the worst!!)  A couple hours later I leave her at the Murder Motel 4 and head to Wollongong University.  The average age at the show was 19 but they were amazing!! I have done a bunch of college shows and this was by far the best! Probably because the drinking age is Australia is 18 and kids there aren’t as obsessed with being politically correct.  I killed for 59min and again sincerely thanked the audience!!  We drove back to the Murder Motel 4 and I gave a big hug to Angelo.  This was the end of the official tour.  I still had the private event the next day but only Peter was going to come with me to that.  I will remember 3 things about Angelo.  Him always saying “It’s all good!” His crappy scary ass red car. Lastly, he loves photography the way I love comedy. I really can’t wait to work with him again! The other comic and I hugged, said our good byes and I wish him all the best.  I really do.

 

 

 

April 12th- Pickles and I wake up early as I had decided a few days earlier to sign me up for skydiving.  We get to the skydiving place and do a quick butt update.  I sign my life away as you always have to do when you’re willingly jumping out of a plane. I gear up and they have the 8 of us jumping sit on the bench.  One by one each instructor came out and introduced themselves to who they were jumping with.  One by one they all got into the van that would be driving us to the plane.  UMMMMMM wait one second.  Where is my professional jumper?  As I sat on the bench alone like a girl without a date at the school dance, I feared for a second that maybe they thought I would be jumping solo.  Eventually an older man walks out of the building and goes “you. Get in the van!”  Great of course I get the grumpy old jumper. Once up in the plane I realized I forgot my googles.  I swear if my head wasn’t screwed on…. Is that the phrase?  Grumpy asks what I do for a living, stupidly I told him the truth so then he starts telling me every joke he ever heard “you can use that in your act if you want.”  Do people really think that’s how it works?  Before I knew it we are at the edge of the plane door and we jump.  This is my 4th time skydiving. Every time I always say the same thing.  I hate free falling.  It hurts and it’s so scary!! Once that parashoot opens it is just heavenly.  You are flying.  The view of Wollongong while flying is just a memory that will be burned in my mind forever!!! Of course I forgot when skydiving you land on your ass.  OWWWWWW!!!! It was a great time but it was time to head back to Sydney I had Jews to perform for!! We check into Murder Motel 5. Only positive was that it was right next door to Krispy Kreme.  I shower and get Jew outfit ready.  Peter picks me up.  I am a little nervous.  Rich Jews in a house was going to be a tough gig.  We walk in and it’s a huge freakin house!! Everyone is pulling me aside with jokes they have for me.  Eventually we head into the living room where they had set up 70 seats, a mini stage and a sound system.  Here is what I have to say about Jews.  We look out for our own.  They were all so happy and appreciative I was there. May have been my best set of the whole tour.  Every joke landed.  I really “Jewed” up the jokes and they loved it.  I did 45 min and then sincerely thanked them for having me. Afterwards they gave me a HUGE applause.  If it wasn’t for the brilliant Peter getting me out of there I think I would have been there for hours hearing how they all had a single nephew that would be perfect for me. Peter took me back to Murder Motel 5. He got out of the car and gave me a big hug.  I can’t wait to work with Peter again.  I only have the most amazing things to say about this man.  Thank you Peter for seeing me 2 years ago at Carolines, trusting in me and putting together this whole tour. He risked a lot of money to make this happen.  He put in a lot of time and energy getting the venues, all of the press and interviews and the care he took of me while I was working was top notch. I leave Peter and head straight into Krispy Crème for a celebratory Doughnut.  I am periscoping as I am just so proud of myself for completing my first international comedy tour. While celebrating my success some 13year old girls start making fun of me for videotaping myself.  “Why are you videoing yourself?” I proudly answered “I am a comedian. I just finished my first international tour.” The girl obnoxiously answered.  “I don’t know you. Are you famous?”  Just like that the tour was over.  I enjoyed my celebratory doughnut. Went to bed with my first international tour under my belt.

 

 

 

 April 13th- I set my alarm for 3:45am as we had a flight at 6am going from Sydney to Cairns.  I wake up to notice my phone was dead.  I turned it on and it was 4:11.  We had over slept!! Like superman we flew out of that hotel room and got to the airport.  Now flights from Sydney to Cairns is $135.  I check my bag and it was too heavy so they charged me $150.  It would of literally been cheaper if I bought my big ass suitcase its own seat. We arrive at our resort.  That’s right a RESORT not a murder motel!!! Pickles found a package deal on the internet.  The rest of the day consisted of laying out. Strawberry daiquiris. Walking around Cairns. Laughing. Relaxing.  Of course a butt update on periscope.

 

 

April 14th- We wake up, did a quick butt update and then headed to the port.  We had signed up for an all-day boat tour to see the Great Barrier Reef.  The first thing we said when we got on the boat was “wow everyone who works on this boat is so lucky!!” Till 2 minutes into the boat ride and about 40 of the 150 people aboard started puking and all the scuba instructors became vomit clean up crew. Pickles and I were fine and just stayed out on the deck and soaked up the sun.  Once we got to the reef we got our snorkeling gear on and hopped right in.  Oh My God! It was beautiful.  So many cool fish and they come right up to you.  I was in for about an hour when I came out for lunch.  Then I went back in for another hour.  I couldn’t get enough of how cool and beautiful it was.  I had signed up to do a helmet dive.  That is where a scuba instructor puts a helmet that kind of looks like an astronaut helmet on you and you walk under the water 12 ft deep.  I was the only one on the boat who signed up for it so I had my own personal helmet dive walk on the Great Barrier Reef.  AMAZING!!!! Truly amazing!! A few hours later we were back on land.  Dinner and Drinks and called it a night.  Probably my favorite day in Australia.

 

 

April 15th- Butt update, massage, walk around town, dinner, drinks, great relaxing day.

 

 

April 16th- Butt update, relaxed around the resort and then got on a plane and headed back to Sydney to the same Murder Motel 5 I had already stayed at.  I checked in.  Went next door to Krispy Kreme to have another celebratory doughnut.  It had been an amazing experience.  Successful Comedy Tour, lots of press, skydiving, snorkeling, helmet diving, new friends, lots of laughs, relaxing and my butt now plastered all over the internet.  I was ready to go home.

 

 

April 17th- I wake up early and do my last and finale butt update.  Not totally healed but well enough for 24 hours of travel. I get to the airport. 15 hour flight. On the flight I get the news my oldest brother Mike and his awesome girlfriend Karin got engaged!!!!!!! I was so happy I wanted to cry.  The tears could have also been because I was PMSing and sitting in a middle seat for the next 15hours. Again, thank you to my aunt… those Xanax were everything. Michael congratulations. I love you so much! I Land in LAX high off of Xanax.  Customs guy while looking at my passport and paper work- “why were you in Australia?” Me half asleep, “Work.” Customs guy- “what do you do?” Me half asleep “I’m a comedian.” Customs guy “Tell me a joke.” Me half a sleep, “Are you fucking kidding me?!?!” On the next 6 hour flight from LA to NY I reflect on this whole experience. It truly was amazing.  I am so gratefully to Peter and Angelo.  I am so grateful to everyone who came out to the shows.  Thank you Melinie for showing me around.  Thank you Matt and Nick and Kerrie and Nedi and Byron and Byrons friend and mom, and Dan and Symon and Johnny for coming to the shows and supporting me. Thank you Pickles!! I had so much fun with you.  Thank you to my parents who when I told them I was going to Australia to do a comedy tour for some random guy named Peter said “Okay, just don’t get kidnapped.” Richie, thank you for doing everything for me! This will be two weeks that will go down in the books!!