Australia Part Three
Monday September 7, 2009 in travel |
So onto Port Douglas, which is something of a return to reality after Dunk Island but still retaining a holiday sleepiness. And it’s hot. Really hot. The sand is so scorching at Port Douglas that it is unwise to walk across it with bare feet. Foolish as I am, I found myself running across it screaming a foolish remark about ‘hot coals’. Unfortunately I also became seriously menaced by mozzies for the first time during my visit to Australia.
Port Douglas is an interesting mix of retired couples sauntering around and young people in bars, who appear unable to resist the urge to pick up a guitar and sing. I have a particularly disturbing memory of a version of Dock of the Bay that must have had Otis Redding turning in his grave. Port D has a couple of interesting bookshops, and a few internet cafes that range from onstreet booths to ice cream stores who have the audacity to charge for the privilege of using their IE6.
During our I stay we hired a car and drove up to Port Tribulation, although were unwisely equipped for what I would call four wheel drive country. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the drive and we managed to take in a river trip (seeing some very sorry looking crocs) and some boardwalked rainforest. All quite brief as next stop was Brisbane.