This whole getting up at 6am thing is becoming far too regular for my liking.
However, we once again forced ourselves to get up and Inge and I got on the bus and we set off to the Wildlife Habitat.
We first went to a talk where we could stroke a koala, snake and crocodile but ended up where I always seem to end up at the moment: the kangaroo enclosure. This time we had bought kangaroo food though, and it made it even better.
We had kangaroos of all sizes feeding from our hands - I even had one the size of me when she stood up straight - and clambering all over us. I, of course, fell in love with them again and came worryingly close to attempting to smuggle one out. But it had given me a kiss so I thought she'd given me her permission!
Half of the time we had to fight off creepy birds who wanted the food too, but the cuteness of the kangaroos made up for it. We also got to see some joeys upside down in their mother's pouches - so sweet!
After a quick look at some of the other animals (obviously nothing could live up to the kangaroos), we made our way to the Daintree River where we got a ferry across to our lunch spot. I noticed some flowers attached to a tree by the river and when I asked the tour guide he said a year or so ago someone drove onto the ferry and didn't put his handbrake on so he went straight over the other side, into the water and drowned. So naturally we were ecstatic to be taking this same ferry across the river!
Once safely across we had a huge burger and chips for lunch, which gave us some much needed energy for the day.
Next stop was Cape Tribulation beach, which was absolutely stunning. Sadly we weren't allowed in the water as it was full of box jellyfish, and after being told they stimulate the pain receptors in your brain to make their sting even more painful, we decided maybe we'd better not paddle. So instead we took a classic beach jump photo, which worked much better than we had anticipated.
We tried to soak in the stunning view before we went on our hour walk through the oldest rainforest in the world. Whilst this too was beautiful, the lack of air made the walk much harder to get through. Our tour guide sensed this and so with the promise of ice-cream, we perked up enough to power through and see some very strange insects and plants.
Just before we got our much deserved ice-cream, we went to Alexandra lookout, which was the most impressive view I've seen on my trip so far. Our tour guide even pointed out the exact island where Steve Erwin was killed - he certainly knew his stuff!
The last part of our trip was the Daintree River Cruise (we decided a better name would be 'the Croc hunt'). Going through rather eery creeks looking for crocodiles, we all felt a bit like Steve Erwin and it made us even more aware of how crazy he was.
Impressively we actually did find a crocodile. It was only a baby but I think it's safe to say we all preferred not to have seen an adult one!
After our journey back to the hostel, we were absolutely shattered. But as it was Inge's last night we decided we had to go out. So after a much needed shower and some pizza, we went to Gilligans' bar for the evening. Here is where we experienced our first and last wet T-shirt competition. And I will leave it at that.