In Which We Finally Arrive in Cairns

So we've finally reached Cairns, ditched the campervan and checked ourselves into a hostel. The campervan survived the trip (well apart from the massive scratch Jon managed to put on it just as we pulled outside the drop off pace, but they didn't seem to notice so it's OK).

Cairns hasn't really impressed me so far, but they do have a Hungry Jack's so it's not all bad.

Bug Wars - The Final Battle

In a last ditch attempt to win the war, the bugs sent their most deadly weapon. A fucking huge spider.

As I stepped into the campervan to put some spaghetti in tomato and cheese sauce on the gas hob, Karen asked me 'what is that above your head?' As I looked up I came eyeball to eyeball with a spider the size of a Vauxhall Corsa. As I (very bravely) dived onto the bunk to get out of it's way, The Bastard decided to move (The Bastard is what I've decided to call it). All three of us spoke at great length about what to do about the situation. The conversation was peppered with swear words and things like 'I'm not fucking going in there'.

After a good 15 minutes and consulting a bemused Aussie who confirmed The Bastard was a huntsman and not dangerous we decided to get a tupperware container and trap the little fucker. So whilst Jon had the tupperware container over the spider (sorry The Bastard) I (again, very bravely) got a piece of cardboard from a Coco Pops container and slid it under the mass of legs and hatred. After it was in the plastic box, I let Jon take The Bastard as far away from the van as possible. He then very bravely threw the whole thing to the ground and ran back to us with speeds that would have won him the Olympics 100m. (Or the very least sports day back at school).

After this the bugs have left us alone for the most part. Presumably because they were so scared of our treatment of The Bastard.

And so the ceasefire continues, until the next time.....

In other non-bug related news, trying to find a job in Cairns, is proving much harder than in Brisbane and Sydney. (In Brisbane we were actually offered jobs as we were walking down the street).

Laters.

A Few Haphazard Thoughts

Since I began this blog a few weeks into my trip not a lot of thought or effort has gone into it (as you've probably guessed). That's not about to change, before you get excited. Sorry.

We all went to Australia Zoo (the one Steve Irwin used to own) last week. And it was brilliant. Best zoo I've ever been to, we fed kangaroos and elephants, watched the best tigers in the world and generally enjoyed the whole day. I'm a bit gutted I didn't get to meet Steve Irwin, but what with him being dead and all, there's not alot I can do about it....

Since travelling up the east coast we've seen some amazing things, lovely beaches, beautiful mountains and rolling countryside. Karen was most impressed by the letter boxes on peoples houses. (To be fair they are really bloody amazing).

At present we are in Airlie Beach, a fantastic place with a lagoon and a place I genuinely don't want to leave. I'm going to put the photos onto facebook the first chance I get, but they won't do it justice.

Other than that we are waging a long war against the bugs and mosquitoes of the countryside. The bugs, judging by the bites on mine and Karen's legs, are winning. (Jon, supiciously doesn't have any bites, I suspect him of fraternising with the enemy. I will keep you posted).

The only major arguements we've had is whose iPod goes on in the car. Jon wants his iPod on (nothing but indie, which although has some really good songs on, gets a bit samey) Karen naturally wants her iPod (mostly old school dance tunes, which is annoyingly good sometimes). They are both wrong. My iPod should go on all the time. Mainly because God himself crafted it and gave it to me.

We are also in some desperate need of some card games, which I'll need to research. At the moment we have three games on steady rotation and they are trying everyone's patience.

Anyway, I'm off to enjoy some sunshine and scenery.

Laters....

In Which We Pay The Price For Vanity

After surviving Hannibal Lecter all three of us in one form or another is suffering from some type of sunburn. The thing that sets me apart from Karen and Jon, is the fact I'm bitching about it more than them.  If anybody is reading this, two things always to remember to use high factor suncream and also visit Noosa, it's awesome!!

Other than the sunburn, we've played a frankly stupid amount of card games, (myself and Karen are astonished at the lengths Jon will take to cheat at any given game). Going up the east coast we've seen some amazing sights, not least Jon charging his laptop outside a car dealership. Or my multi coloured chest and torso. (Not really amazing, more faintly nauseating).

We've also agreed to treat ourselves to a meal out once a week, this is easier said than done for me who is used to surviving on Hungry Jack's at least five times a day...

Anyways, until next time, laters.

Meeting our First Psycho

It would seem that all the horror films involving murder in the Oz seem to have some basis in truth. We've met our first psychopath, who has fixated himself on Karen. He invited himself out with us in Brisbane and even tried getting in the car with us at one point. I fully expect him to have a collection of dead small animals and pictures of Karen all over his dorm room wall.

In other news, there's a girl in our dorm who looks exactly like the strange one from The Breakfast Club film. I'm pretty sure I've seen her make a painting out of dandruff from her hair as well.

Byron Bay was cool, we got moved on by some police officers as we were drinking goon (cheap wine) in the park, only to walk two minutes down the road to another park bench and continue the drinking. I was sick. Classy. Karen and Jon tried some surfing in Surfer's Paradise, I did not, as I felt like hell. We're going to be hitting the town tonight and then carrying on the East Coast by campervan. Hopefully Hannibal Lector will not stow away in one of the cupboards.

See you on the other side.

East Coast. The Story so Far.

Myself, Jon & Karen have travelled as far as Byron Bay at the time of writing. A few highlights have been Newcastle (not that one),  which was a shit hole. A bit like a mining town that lost it's mines and didn't have anything else to fall back on. Having said that, I did have a very nice chicken schnitzel burger there.


We've also travelled through Coff's Harbour, which was a nice little harbour town which, without trying to sound like an estate agent, boasts some spectacular coastal views. Didn't have much more than that though.


Nimbin, I had high hopes for. If the stories were to be believed we were in for a drugs fuelled odyssey spanning space and time. What we got was a pub, and 85% of the shops that were there were shut. (Presumably because everyone was so baked).


As I mentioned before we're in Byron Bay, which from first impressions is brilliant. 


My back hurts from all of the laying down on hard ground, (we're in a tent) but I wouldn't have it any other way, bring on Brisbane (and the camper van).....



Laters.

Rumours of My Writing Ability Have been Greatly Exagerrated

So, it's the day before the trip and the only thing I'm really concerned about is whether there will be wine gums in the car. 


I'm sure there will be, but you never know. Looking forward to do some actual travelling on this trip as opposed to wandering around Sydney in a bit of a drunken/hungover haze. 


I've typed most of these blogs (well, all of these posts) in the Apple Store. It is my second home (mainly for the free internet) I think I've been here for so long they may have a leaving party for me....


I'll post next when I've got something interesting to actually say....

The Difficult Second Post

Things I learned today


Paddy's Market is a really big, really busy market that sells cheap knock off clothes/bags/food etc etc. It is not the place to wander around when hungover. Especially the meat & fish section.


Crazy homeless people do not like to be moved by security guards, this usually results in abuse being shouted at said security guard, especially when he tries to move her bottle of what looks like piss.


The second post of a blog is never as good as the first post.

The First Post

Well, after 6 weeks in Sydney I'm finally going to do some travelling, going to camp in the Blue mountains with Karen and Jon, then up the east coast to Cairns. I am hoping they can put up with me that long.....

Some things I've noticed about Sydney, it is most definitely NOT like London. It is more like Birmingham. On Speed. A bit relaxed but go down the wrong street at the wrong time and you will see some transvestites.

Essential travel books - Yes Man by Danny Wallace & The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. Also 400 facts about Chuck Norris is very good, they also have a website which is continually updated. Karen will not allow the Chuck Norris book on the trip, due to the fact it will drive to murder.

'Til next time,

Catch ya on the other side.