Date: Dec 18, 2004 - 05:00 AM
Wednesday 10th November 2004
We'd stayed at base Townsville and managed to sort out a package that included Magnetic Island for 2 nights. 'Maggie' is only 20 minutes from Townsville but it's a million miles from anywhere.
Boasting 320 days of sunshine every year, the island has a tropical feel to it and with all the Mokes driving around you feel like you're in a Lilt advert.
We were greeted off the ferry by one of the most eccentrics people we've ever seen, Daniel. He was from base Magnetic Island and was the bus driver, except he had no bus to drive!
He had a 'train whistle' which he blew whenever he was about to speak. In his 50's, he came to 'Maggie' 3 years ago on holiday and has never returned.
We arrived at base to see hammocks, palm trees and a beautiful white beach. Paradise.
After spending all day by the pool, we had a great Aussie BBQ followed by a few beers in the bar. It was billed as a bit of a party place, but we didn't see much evidence of that. Everyone seemed to be in bed by 11.
Thursday 11th November 2004
We had 3 choices of things to do today - sunbathe, sunbathe or sunbathe. We'd left the car on the mainland, so we couldn't really explore the island. It was nice to just sit and relax, though.
A busload of peeps arrived from the Oz Experience and there was also a TV crew knocking about for a documentary about party animals. They wouldn't have found any last night!
That afternoon there was 'Thong Throwing' on the beach. Sadly, thongs in Oz are 'flip flops'. Good fun anyway, though.
In the evening, there was a DJ on who played some great tunes and who was accompanied by his bongo playing friend. I love the bongos put after a bit it was getting too much.
Wandering back to our dorm, we noticed just how loud the DJ and the bongos sounded. The other people in our room, had asked us how noisy it was the night before and we'd assured them we didn't hear a thing! Lying in bed and it felt the bongo dude was playing em in our room!
The other peeps weren't impressed as it was 2 in the morning and they had to be up at 6 for a full days diving.
We woke and the sound of the bongos was still in our heads.
I don't want to hear another bongo again!!
Sadly, not 'proper' thongs.
Daniel the bus driver.
Paradise with a capital P!
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