We woke up early (6.30) so that we could increase our chances of spotting a cassowary on our 3.5 km walk- we didn't succeed (I think it was too steep for a cassowary to live) but it was enjoyable reminiscing about all our NFE's (New Food Experience for all you non-Lindsey Barkers amongst you) since our travels began. After that we started to drive down to Townsville, and passed several signs for 'Driver Reviver' stops that promised you a free beverage for dr...

By 9am the van was too hot to stay asleep, so we got ourselves ready for the 10.30 day tour of the park. This one was considerably better, probably because she told us more about Jose- he lived in Spain, and had a really poor family who grew olive trees. He saw an ad for workers needed in Australia, so he was on the next boat and worked really hard to buy his own farm, and then go on to owning12. He had $300 which in those days, and compared to his neighbours, ...

I, in typical Laura fashion, was ready and packed by about 9.30. Alice, in typical Alice fashion, was only putting her washing in the machine about then as she hadn't got any clean underwear. We headed over to the Jucy rentals office to pick up our van, and hadn't thought to transfer money from our savings account to our current account, so I had to run back and do a quick transfer. Bex met us there and so was present to witness the proof that Dave had the righ...

Brenton and Alice had gone out into town with some gay people on Brenton's table after the wedding, and Brenton had decided to take me, Alice, and Dane to the Tablelands. We were trying to find an unknown creek to swim in but the track we walked down seemed to never end- there were signs saying to make sure not to dig up cables so humans had obviously been there before but after waking about 45 minutes, the path split into about 5 others so we gave up and wa...

, a girl who used to work at Hogs Breath, picked me, Alice, Dane and Chats up at 12, and drove us to Palm Cove. We had a look round the chapel, which was in a stunning location, overlooking the beach, but since there was no sign of the coach Josh had booked to transport attendees from The Colonial Club to the Wedding, we headed to the Palm Cove Tavern, to have a beer or eat some sweet potato chips and garlic bread, depending on who you were. When Brenton rang u...