More reminders for myself on shit I need to update. NZ seems a little better with its wifi, so hopefully I can post more soon. Buh. Here's a picture in the meantime of a pink bathroom and some hair taped to a wall and a giant baby in Melbourne.
+Fraser Island
+Airlie Beach
+Whitsundays
+Magnetic Island
+Cairns
+Brisbane
+Melbourne
+Queenstown
More reminders for myself on shit I need to update. NZ seems a little better with its wifi, so hopefully I can post more soon. Buh. Here's a picture in the meantime of a pink bathroom and some hair taped to a wall and a giant baby in Melbourne.
+Fraser Island
+Airlie Beach
+Whitsundays
+Magnetic Island
+Cairns
+Brisbane
+Melbourne
+Queenstown
I'm not even in Australia anymore!
Basically, a recent update is as follows: went to Melbourne for a few weeks, came down with a really bad case of tonsillitis. Flew to Queenstown, New Zealand. Have been here for a week, sick the whole time. Yesterday I took a 12 hour day trip to Milford Sound. Absolutely stunning, but on the bus ride there I had to spew SO bad, and the bus couldn't stop so I had to do it in my mouth and swallow it. Twice. Charming. But on the way home I gained a migraine which stuck around until this morning, when I found out that my plans to be home by July 1st were totally fucked and the soonest flight I can get back is July 21st. Which absolutely shattered me. I was going to be able to make it home for the Fourth of July, and the traditional yearly trip to Michigan with my family. I was so excited and relieved, and it was going to help me get though this next month, knowing I'd be home so soon and in time for MI. Plus, I'm fucking broke. But no, the universe loves making this trip as difficult as possible for me, and now I need to figure out what to do with myself for a whole extra fucking month that I don't want to be here. Starting tomorrow I begin my trip with Kiwi Experience, which is a bus that takes me around the whole country for the next month, which should be pretty awesome, but it ends on the 28th of June. I could technically extend it to last as long as I want, but I just don't have that kind of money or energy.
I'm exhausted from traveling. I have yet to make a really great friend, and I've become so jaded by the experience it's hard for me to enjoy things anymore. The last week I've been here, I had three guys in my room that didn't help. They LITERALLY took a shit on our balcony. Twice. I saw one of their dicks within the first five minutes of meeting them, and the second one's the second day. They brought home girls to fuck every single night, and of course the one under my bunk had to fuck four times in one night. They also come back at 4am, drunk, yelling, turning on the lights, and climbing in my bed. Once they were naked when they did this, and attempted to grope me. I fucking hate them. I moved out this morning to a new room cause I couldn't take it anymore. Jesus. This town is pretty and all, but it's a little shit hole and I can't wait to move on.
Listen to me. All I can do is complain, yet Friday was so beautiful at Milford Sound. Literally one of the most amazing places I've ever seen in my life, but I'm just too fucking jaded by everything else that keeps going wrong on this trip to really appreciate it. I just wanna come home.
During one of my first days in Mooloolaba I took a trip to the Australia Zoo! This is STEVE'S ZOO! I saw fuckign Terry and Bindi and Robert! That's them feeding a saltwater croc below! And I held a koala! Weeooo!
!!!
This is just so I can keep track of how painfully far behind I am and how much I have yet to tell you! These places have been the bits of my trip that have recovered me from the lonesome depression that Byron Bay brought on. Thus, I'm especially excited to share it all when I have a chance.
+Mooloolaba
+Hervey Bay
+Fraser Island
+Airlie Beach
+Whitsundays
In due time, young babes.
It's so hard to keep up with this when the only time I ever get free wifi in Australia is on the goddamn greyhound. But, basically, life is pretty good. I'm in Airlie Beach right now, and I have a two day/two night sailing trip to the Whitsundays and Whitehaven Beach tomorrow where I get to snorkel and stuff! Then Monday I head to Magnetic island for two nights (koala sanctuary and some other stuff. Probably more beaches. Surprise.), then to Cairns for about five days. In Cairns I'm gonna go to a butterfly sanctuary (!!!!!), a bat sanctuary, the Daintree Rainforest, and hopefully out to do more snorkeling. Then on the 15th I fly back south to Brisbane to hang out with Morgan who I met in Mooloolaba, and maybe hang out in Mooloolaba a few days again before then flying down to Melbourne on the 19th. There I'm seeing my friend Emma that I met on Fraser Island last week (don't worry, I'll fill you in all about that and and my last week here at Airlie Beach soon enough) and possibly Paul who I met on my flight to Australia! I'm gonna hang there and explore a bit, and also take the ferry over to Tasmania for a few days. This time is a pretty pivotal point, cause it is when I decide if I'm sticking to my plan of heading over to NZ for the next three months, or getting a job in Melbourne and traveling more of Australia first.
So torn about it. I bought a year visa which I can never get again (for $550!), and if I keep my current plan I will have only done Australia three months, which is a normal travel visa.
But, I honestly am starting to believe that Australia is not what I was looking for, and NZ will be. I don't think I realized that Australia's tourism is 90% beaches. And after about the first 3, they're just fucking beaches to me. I don't appreciate them anymore now that I've seen 15+ different ones. I'm a mountain girl, and I wanna see canyons and cliffs and glaciers and all that good jazz. I think I was so blinded by my childhood obsession with Oz to realize it was nothing like what I really wanted for this trip. And, I honestly believe New Zealand will be. Don't get me wrong, it's been gorgeous every step of the way. Just not quite....right. So, I may just pack up at the end of May and head over to NZ on my own or with this Irish girl I met, rent a car, and see as much as possible. I love the organized tours cause you can meet loads of people, but they're such a fucking rip off monetarily. If I do the Kiwi Experience trip I think I would regret it, and I really just wanna rough it and go off the beaten track. I hate how much I've missed in Australia by being bound to trips-- for example, earlier this week my friend Nicole and I hung out with a girl who lives here in Airlie (she's Welsh, however) who drove us 20 minutes out of town to an amazing waterfall which we spent the whole day swimming in. With tours you don't get to see that shit. Without a car you don't get to see shit.
So, that's the basic thought process and plan at the moment.
Also, if I do the NZ plan at the beginning of June, I will, in fact, be home by mid August. Otherwise it'll just be a few months later. Either way, I'll be home in 2014, tan and blonde as fuck. As well as mildly malnourished.
Photos soon.
Of the trip of course, not my malnourishment.
Bye.
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