01/04 (Hervey Bay)
So I’ve met the love of my life and, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m going to extend my Australian visa and I’m not coming home.
You should have seen my Mum’s face when I told her that on Skype.
No, the reality of my life is I did my laundry today and it was the most exciting thing you can imagine. I had got down to my last pair of underwear and everything smelt a bit. My heart was literally racing with excitement when I pulled my clean clothes out. (Only those that have backpacked for at least 2 months will understand the sheer glee of this activity).
Time for a 12 hour bus journey.
Arrived in Airle Beach at 9.30am and it was quite a walk to the hostel, the sun was already pounding. Very little sleep. Headache.
Not feeling too sociable but was ecstatic to see Jack and Emily (friends from New Zealand). We’re already pals so it was so nice to not make so much effort. We all went to the Sunday market on the beach which was ever so cute. I wanted to buy everything. Must save myself for Asia!
The hostel has two pools and two great bars which is nice. So although checking in was a BLOODY NIGHTMARE, it’s won me over a little now. I had a dip in the pool to cool off and then had a nap in my lovely air conditioned room. Nobody was there to pester me. Luxury.
I’m feeling more sociable now. I fancied Japanese for dinner but unfortunately nobody wanted to join me. Don’t let it get you down Liv! I had a ginormous ramen and some dumplings and watched the world go by. This was my first evening meal out alone. I’ve done tonnes of coffees / breakfasts / lunches alone, but never dinner. An evening meal in a restaurant alone is more of a thing, you know? I hoped I looked like a bloody cool ass individual. Or maybe it will have looked like I had been stood up. Probably the latter.
Hello Magnetic Island. After a bus and a ferry ride, by the late afternoon, I was in paradise. Now THIS is the best hostel I’ve been at so far. It feels like a beach resort – my room is about 10metres from the ocean. There are tonnes of Palm trees, hammocks, a swimming pool. It also has a great bar with awesome parties every evening. Beer pong, boozy bingo etc etc.
Last night ended with lying on the beach, admiring the blindingly bright, silver, star-speckled sky. I saw a shooting star. I don’t want to come home.
I’ve met two bundles of joy with infectious energy (Robin and Felix). Along with my friend Daisy (from Fraser Island), the four of us rented a 4X4 to tour around the Island…
Best. Day. Ever. We went snorkelling in Florence Bay, I almost killed us with my terrible driving and we saw wild rock wallabies and fed them! They are SO cute, but their pouches are DISGUSTING (looks like a saggy vagina hanging out of their tummy).
We finished the day driving up to West Point to watch the sunset. I’m so happy.
Big night last night but early 6am start. Pretty sure I woke up up smiling because I’m that content. Are you jealous of my life right now? Ha, you soon won’t be – I had quite an ordeal this morning…
Went to the loo.
Stepped in someone’s sick. A thick layer of puke that has crusted over a little bit.
I was barefoot.