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