S'up folks...some delayed updates.

After a week in Surfers Paradise, it was time to move on.  Most people say Brisbane is pretty dull, and it is as well.  I meant to stay 2 nights but after looking around for an hour or two i hurried back to the hostel to cancel my second night.  I had resisted the temptation to go to the casino in Melbourne, Sydney and Surfers.  However the boredom of Brisbane dented my resolve so off I went with a budget of $100.  Played blackjack and had to sit next to this 'big cheese' who changed up $1000 (about 400 quid) and insisted on telling me how to play the game for the next 2 hours.  By the time I left the table, $200 up I might add, he was down to his last $50.  Ouch.....laters loser!!

Next up was a place called Noosa, lovely beach and tres chilled out.  Went to the Australia Zoo, the one owned by the late great Steve Irwin.  I wrestled a croc and fed some Kangeroos, those guys can really chow down.  You have to be careful though, some of them really do wear boxing gloves and throw jabs, that isn't just an urban myth. FACT. After a couple of days on the beach it was time to move on.

Fraser Island, was definately the highlight of my trip thus far.  You basically get thrown into a group of 11 people, get given a 4x4, a BBQ, a tent and a shovel for when you need a pony and off you go.  You then proceed to hack the 4x4 across the beach and along dirt tracks inland to various amazing fresh water lakes within which you can swim with turtles and just generally float around.  The thing that really made the trip awesome was the people within the group.  Without question I was the best (seriously, everyone said it...so) but there were 3 top, top Irish lads, this girl and 2 guys that were travelling together, 2 other blonde bombshells, a trained killer from Israel and this nuts Korean girl that did the slowest, most basic runs and jumps into lakes you're ever seen.  By day we shashed the 4x4 around and by night Boaz played the guitar, we BBQed bare amounts of meat and drank Tooheys New on the beach under the stars until weaker members were sick.  The second night we cooked the vegetarians' veg in bacon grease by accident.  "Why dont you eat up and we'll tell you!".  For some reason, I couldn't stop talking with a lisp the whole time I was there, much to the initial enjoyment (and later annoyance) of the rest of the group.  However, this had to stop when a new group arrived on the second night, a member of which revealed that he actually had a real lisp when he introduced himselve to us.  I was able to stop for about 20 mins before I resumed, much to his dissssssspleassure!!

will have to come back to this, time to get my pants out of the boil wash vat