When We Went to the Islands.

Hello again.

The last 10 days and nights have been probably the best we've had in australia so far. We had a 3 day self-drive tour of Fraser Island which is the world's biggest sand island and is full of dingoes ( although we only saw one and we went on 2 night hunts). It was basically 10 of us driving round the island in a massive jeep/van thing, visiting the lakes and beaches during the day, and then setting up camp for night. The weather was perfect until the last night... which caused 500 fisherman to be evacuated from the island, and we had to move camp to the West coast after a ranger told us the tide could be 4 metres high during the night. Which would have been slightly problematic considering we were camping on the beach.

8 minutes til i run out of time, this could be rushed a little...

ah screw it i have to say goodbye to Jordan and Andreas my Swedish partner in crime and fellow pirate. I'll finish the story next time....
bet you're excited.
peace and love, Alex x

Boarding Passes, Cockroaches and Rainy, Rainy Noosa

Wow its been a while since the last one of these...
Where to start? Well after a few days idling around Sydney eating Subways we caught the night bus up to Byron Bay. It's a chilled out backpackers paradise where we spent 3 days on the beach taking on the Germans, French, Danes and Dutch at football. I still have the cuts on my toes.

We took our first proper trip to the supermarket and whipped up a few beautiful dishes in the evenings, including fajitas with Justin the gay Canadian who on consecutive nights tried it on with me and Martin. Flattered, we both politley declined his offers. We at least i know I did...

Surfer's Paradise was next... the beach was amazing, the waves were the biggest i've seen so far, it was just a shame we had to return in the evenings to our cockroach ridden hostel which threatened to evict you for just about everything you could wish to do in a hostel. That's just not the spirit really. And there were no cups goddammit. Luckily we met up with some Canadian dudes who helped us get drunk in their campervan. Hopefully we'll meet up in Montreal where it helps to be 19.

So, horrificly hung-over after only 4 hours sleep, we hopped on a bus to Noosa where i'm writing from now. We stayed in a campsite out in the bush, and it rained for literally 2 straight days. Which was nice. We battled through it in our canoes and sang songs as we drifted down the river like drowned rats. Honestly witnessed the strongest downpour ever when we reached the lake. We saw our first kangaroos who got qute excited by all the food we were carrying and had a good go at standing up against us to try and get in our bags. They kick aswell. Oh, and there were bloody millions of mosquitos. I can't count all the bites on my bum from sitting on the 'hole in the ground' toilet. The evenings were great though - drinking games and watching movies and playing with fire. It's nice to come back to civilisation with flushing toilets and hot showers though.

At this point it's probably worth paying tribute to our most valuable travelling companion in Australia so far. His name is goon, he costs $10 for 4 litres, and he'll show you a good time regardless of his bad taste. You might not be so thankful of him the next morning though.

Anyways i've written as much as i can be bothered to right now... guess i've missed out loads of stories but most of them probably aren't suitable for children or jut take too long to explain.

So for now it's hello and goodbye... hope everyone who reads this is safe and well.
Peace and love, Alex.
and Martin.

.....pictures soon

Let's have lunch two times!

Hello again everyone,

We're now at Singapore airport and its free internet access, but unfortunately we only get 12 minutes per go so this may be rushed and a little on the short side.

So to the highlights of the last few weeks. We left the sun and splendour of the Thai beaches and headed across the Malaysian border to the second biggest city of Penang. Besides some hotel exploitation, increased drink prices and dodgy city tours, not much was greatly noticeable. From there we hit the road to the Cameron Highlands, situated at 1200m above sea level. A rushed day tour included jungle trekking, tea plantations, holding deadly scorpions and firing blow pipes.

Next up was the capital Kuala Lumpur. Finally we succumbed to the BigMac (which is smaller in Mlaysia). I was conned into a '100% real copy' of a watch that lasted around 2 and a half days; we saw the city from the heights of the KL tower; then we headed out to explore the local night scene and found a pretty sweet reggae bar full of travellers (and one special Canadian found Alex).

Then onto Malacca, and the funniest boat tour of all time with Bernard, a resident speaker of 102 languages. Alex lost his departure card heading into the highest security border crossing in the world at Singapore. He got through, only after a heavy spanking.

Singapore stood out for having the most expensive drinks of all time at the riverside, but we made up the budget by staying with a friend's friend and enjoying luxury and comfort (complete with 6 pools, 3 tennis courts and a gym). Oh, and a maid who wouldnt stop making pancakes for breakfast. Alex joined in the tribal performance at the Night Safari and I punched a 3 yr old girl whilst swimming lengths.

We met some awesome people on the tour of which we can discuss in more detail when we have more than 2 minutes left. Next stop, Sydney.

Bye for now!

Martin (and Alex says Hi)