We checked out of the guest house this morning and headed to the camping shop to try and buy ourselves a tent. We've decided to try camping for a week or so, hoping to save a bit of money and also it will be nice to have a little independence by not being tied down to hostels.
We bought a two man tent for £30 and got two small steel pans to complete the kit! Yesterday when we went to the Townsville tourist information and the lady marked the camp site on the map, so thinking it wouldn't be too far to walk we set off with our new purchases strapped to the front of Tom's rucksack.
After about an hour walking in the sweltering heat we arrived at the point where Tourist Information had marked the campsite. It clearly wasn't correct! We continued to walk a little further now wondering how good an idea camping was when a guy passing in his car asked if we needed help. We jumped into his lovely air conditioned car hoping we weren't about to be driven into the middle if nowhere and murdered by a complete stranger. Thankfully he knew the campsite and dropped us outside the door.
The campsite was a bit disappointing, it was mostly taken up by people in caravans and trailers who were clearly here long term (lifetime), probably how you'd imagine an American trailer park. We pitched our tent in just enough time before it started raining (the ground was rock hard, we hammered a screw driver into the ground to get the pegs in), and went to the shop to buy some food. That evening we cooked our tea in the communal kitchen area and sat with a cheep box a wine before retiring for our first night in the new tent.