After making a small donation we (I) got an aluminum dish which we then got filled up with some milky liquid by the park rangers. The birds went ape-shit for this stuff! I didn't think to ask what was in it but I'm thinking it was some sort of mixture of water and crack cocaine.
I had a ball while Katie took photos from the sidelines while trying to stop herself from panicking to the point of vomiting involuntarily. Its worth noting that Katie rates feeds birds right up there with bungee jumping and heart attacks. But being the lovely and generous person that she is, she came anyway because she knows how much I love it and she wanted to get some pics of me with a grin on my face that I couldn't wipe off if I tried.
(Rough translation of what the little guy on my shoulder was tweeting)
Oh, hello! Whoa! Do you always smell like this in the morning?
I'm outa here!
One of the Lorikeets was tearing a decent hole in my wrist.
Another just tried to perch itself on my throat.
Well, we both survived. Katie didn't vomit or have a nervous breakdown and I got away with just a few scratches that I can wear proudly as a reminder of what awesome fun it was.
I loved every minute of it! =D