a round about morning

safely in port douglas. nearly missed our flight on account of still being out drinking and dancing on tables twenty minutes before we were supposed to get in our taxi, packs werent packed and there was lots of bickering between my husband and me in the halls of our last hostel, the youth shack. some angry sleeper yelled at us on our way out.

so we were at that awful backpacker bar again and once again it was a brilliant night. teh dancing was a bit more pg rated but this time caroline joined in on the games and won! her clair and kenny and another boy had to take their clothes off and make the longest line possible with them. this is the moment cazza and claire found out that they had won, it was a great moment for the team! caroline was well and truely converted to the embarrassing games.

claire had previously played some lap dancing game and got extra free champagne for her efforts (ladies night, oh so cringe but oh so fun)

the photo on the left is of diane who was with us in kakadu, and marika who was with us from alice to darwin. two of our faves. bellow that is kenny and claire who were also with us from alice to darwin.

it was an awful moment when someone asked me to check my watch and we realised that we could hardly walk and that we had twenty mintues to run to our hostel, pack and then run to where we were meeting the taxi, there were seperate hostels. caroline and i were a sight for sore eyes trying to run through the streets of darwin with all sorts of things draped over our arms and around our necks with flailing backpacks and still in our party dresses, luckily when we got to claire she was as disgraceful as us.

vivienne had told claire that drunk people werent allowed to board aeroplanes and then the line got diverted in front of us, we had one of those blue queue security barrier things, you know what i mean. we were convinced that they werent letting us on. eventually caroline took the barrier down and we marched on through and no one stopped us. we were not at our most ladylike in the line.

and yet it was probably even worst waiting in the loungey bit. caroline went and 'borrowed' a book from the shop opposite and sat there reading.

then claire told us that borders had shut in the UK and we had a bit of a moment of silence, feeling sad that the happy place for lovers of books was no more.

As soon as the plane took off we were all down and out. literally droolling all over the people sitting next to us. we were in three seperate rows, all in the middle seat.

it was sad once we arrived, not only did we have to hand back our very cool boarding passes but we also had to say goodbye to claire, although we do have plans to see her in cairns for a night in a couple of days.

the bus to port douglas was hell, even cazz with her stomach of steele got carsick on the bus, going through the hundreds and hundreds of roundabouts between cairns airport and port douglas. so now we are here, in the best hostel so far, stobes would love it here, they're her people, half the hostel is dorms and the other half is converted vans and tents with proper beds. we slept all day and now we're going to attempt to cook without throwing up in the saucepans,.