(Kat again) So on Wednesday we arrived in Noosa at about 3, and checked in to a lovely backpacker's resort near the river, where in our room it was just Nat and i, 2 other girls and an ensuite bathroom, yay! We booked our tickets for Australia Zoo for the next day, and wandered to the local Woolworths to stock up on food, and the local JayJays (my favourite cheap clothes shop) where i bought some jeans and pyjamas, which was very exciting since i was sick to death of my other clothes. That evening i cooked us a more adventurous dish of vegetables in a creamy cheesy sauce with pasta and garlic bread and we just relaxed at the hostel.
On Thursday we were up bright and early to board the Crikey! bus and endure an hour of "The Crocodile Hunter" programme on the way to the zoo. From what other people who had been there had told us, our hopes were admittedly quite high, and we weren't ashamed to be as excited about it as the little children, but unfortunately we were quite bitterly disappointed. It was a rip off to get into (thank goodness for our student cards) and it was nothing compared to the zoo i went to with my mum in Oz 7 yrs ago. They did have a wide range of animals, but most enclosures only had one of each species that was often not even visible, and what i'd expected to be the highlight (the kangaroo enclosure) was a letdown because they were too overfed and therefore too overweight to bounce around properly! One of the things that the zoo is most famous for is the Crocoseum, where daily shows take place, but even the grand show was rubbish! The birds were quite cool, but the snakes did nothing but lie on the grass and the one crocodile that they showed was far too placid, with no jumping or deathrolling at all. It also didn't help that every 5 seconds they talked about Steve Irwin and his family, and it was horrible the way his children were used, with a whole range of gifts in the shop with his 7 year old daughter's face and name on! It was nice to see most of the animals, but i think it could have been done much better.
That evening Nush had arrived at our hostel with some of the girls she'd met on Fraser Island, and on Friday we all went to Noosa national park, and did the beautiful coastal walk that led us onto a beach where we spent a couple of hours sunbathing. However once we noticed a few old men who apparently thought it was a nudist beach, we were quite keen to move on ...
Noosa was a lovely town, full of expensive holiday resorts and riverfront apartments with private yachts parked outside, and we could easily have spent longer relaxing there, but on Saturday morning we all caught the bus down to Brisbane.