Holy crap whats been happening, let’s see let’s see. Holy
crap long time no wifi/blog postage. Time to make a little catch up. Coming to
you LIVE from a little place in the Whitsunday Islands called Daydream Island
Resort. Holy crap. I don’t even need to explain what this place looks like, the
name says it all.
So some time ago, we finished our school trip in Sydney and all went our separate directions. Myself and two of the girls from my class (Bre and Rachel) flew to Brisbane and took a train to Surfers Paradise in the Gold Coast. There we met up with one of Bre’s friends, Ashley and began our adventure. Forgive me if I miss details, its been a long time and there’s a lot to remember.
First thing, we went and took some Surf lessons, which I will upload pictures from at some point when I feel less lazy and we were all very successful at that. Everyone was able to stand up on the board, myself included on the very first attempt. It’s like I’ve riden some sort of board before or something.
From there, we headed into town and met up with our Contiki trip. Fifty people aged 18-35 embarked on the Australis Soverign Hotel, and lived it up in luxery. We kicked around town and enjoyed the sights while Bre and Ashley went to the Steve Irwin zoo (I wasn’t prepared to spent $180 to get in) Rachel and myself did a little bit of shopping. Afterwards, we all met up and had dinner at the Hard Rock café. Delicious.
Next the tour left for a night in Noosa. We spent some time on the beach, ate some more delicious food, drank A LOT of low quality beer (after getting extremely lost after visiting the liquor store, and I mean really lost, like wandered around town for a solid hour with cases of beer in our hands before we figured out where we were) and woke up early the next morning (very hungover I might add) departing for our next destination.
Fraser Island, home to 19 species of snakes, only 15 of which are venomous. Lets just say I was nervous going in. Time here consisted of lying by the pool, swimming in said pool, drinking beer beside said pool, and eating dinner (also close to the pool). I don’t know if I mentioned, there was a very nice pool there.
The morning came and we headed to the farm. Now I was thinking “Why are we going to a farm, what possible fun could be had there?” Well let me tell you. This was no farm, it was a cattle station. 25000 acres, I don’t know how big that is, but Huge is the only word I can really use to describe it. We were put up in this barn turned motel type deal and were treated with excellent hospitality. We purchased beer from their bar (I have such a hard life), ate an incredible home cooked roast beef dinner, complete with dessert. Then learned how to crack a whip, or at least were shown, I couldn’t figure it out for the life of me. We played some footie, we had a dance type party thing (I watched, can’t dance to save my life) and then Karakoee, which is when things got sloppy. I mean singing Sexy and I know it without a shirt on while standing on the bar sloppy. Lets not go into details.
So some time ago, we finished our school trip in Sydney and all went our separate directions. Myself and two of the girls from my class (Bre and Rachel) flew to Brisbane and took a train to Surfers Paradise in the Gold Coast. There we met up with one of Bre’s friends, Ashley and began our adventure. Forgive me if I miss details, its been a long time and there’s a lot to remember.
First thing, we went and took some Surf lessons, which I will upload pictures from at some point when I feel less lazy and we were all very successful at that. Everyone was able to stand up on the board, myself included on the very first attempt. It’s like I’ve riden some sort of board before or something.
From there, we headed into town and met up with our Contiki trip. Fifty people aged 18-35 embarked on the Australis Soverign Hotel, and lived it up in luxery. We kicked around town and enjoyed the sights while Bre and Ashley went to the Steve Irwin zoo (I wasn’t prepared to spent $180 to get in) Rachel and myself did a little bit of shopping. Afterwards, we all met up and had dinner at the Hard Rock café. Delicious.
Next the tour left for a night in Noosa. We spent some time on the beach, ate some more delicious food, drank A LOT of low quality beer (after getting extremely lost after visiting the liquor store, and I mean really lost, like wandered around town for a solid hour with cases of beer in our hands before we figured out where we were) and woke up early the next morning (very hungover I might add) departing for our next destination.
Fraser Island, home to 19 species of snakes, only 15 of which are venomous. Lets just say I was nervous going in. Time here consisted of lying by the pool, swimming in said pool, drinking beer beside said pool, and eating dinner (also close to the pool). I don’t know if I mentioned, there was a very nice pool there.
The morning came and we headed to the farm. Now I was thinking “Why are we going to a farm, what possible fun could be had there?” Well let me tell you. This was no farm, it was a cattle station. 25000 acres, I don’t know how big that is, but Huge is the only word I can really use to describe it. We were put up in this barn turned motel type deal and were treated with excellent hospitality. We purchased beer from their bar (I have such a hard life), ate an incredible home cooked roast beef dinner, complete with dessert. Then learned how to crack a whip, or at least were shown, I couldn’t figure it out for the life of me. We played some footie, we had a dance type party thing (I watched, can’t dance to save my life) and then Karakoee, which is when things got sloppy. I mean singing Sexy and I know it without a shirt on while standing on the bar sloppy. Lets not go into details.
We hopped on the bus the next morning which was in fact this
morning and somehow navigated our way to Daydream Island (credit to Gary, our
bus driver on that one) and here we are, drinking beer typing on Blogger.
Wireless is finally free (I have a hard time paying 5$ for 15 minutes of
internet) so I have a chance to update, although cell service is pretty come
and go. Hope all is well, I’m sure we’ll communicate at some point in the not
so distant future.
Geoff
Great to hear from you. You look great surfing. Natural talent! Yes Fraser Island sounds like my kind of place...I would stick by the pool too!
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