DAY SEVENTY-THREE: Disaster after disaster

DAY SEVENTY-THREE: Disaster after disaster

None of our 'disasters' were particullaly catastrophic but combined added up to today being pretty crappy indeed.

            Our first issue was an inclining after yesterday’s showers, the water bowsers had run out of water. So no showers, when I enquired about a shower a reception the woman looked blank and suggested the showers but the lagoon. This wouldn't do, we had paid to stay there and use their facilities so we had a shower next to the hostel pool. I'm sure people stared at us as we looked daft shampooing ourselves in an open shower. But as soon as we left others quickly moved in on the only working shower in the camp site.

            I wasn't feeling very well today so Vicki drove, our drive wasn't far and fairly uneventful but when we arrived at Holme hill I wasn't feeling so great, I drank some water and started wrenching. What made things worse was there wasn't much shade and the bit there was, was on top of an ant hill. As soon as I sat down I was attacked. We couldn't stay here.

            We moved onto the next stop, along the way we went through Townsville. We're not far from Cairns. We stopped for a bit and had a swim in the rock pool. It was massive but not as nice as Airlie Beach's. I liked it there and planed on coming back tomorrow.

            Eventually we arrived at the camping spot, It was amazing, A tiny spot right on the beach I was looking forward to staying here, unfortunately it was full, nowhere to park, the inconsiderate bastards had parked in such a way we didn't fit in the spaces. If they parked properly another three cars would have fitted.

            We moved to stop three, that too was full we're not having a good day. Stop four, this will do there is plenty of space here. We made dinner of chips, kebab and cheese burger. But while we were eating we became a meal for the Mosquito. We have been suffering them from day one but it is really beginning to wear us both down. The mosquitoes have got larger in size and greater in number the farther north we go. It's starting to depress Vicki and myself, we're covered in bites some are very painful.