just noticed that i don't have all Fiji photos yet, so will happily post photos of Cairns first!
so, G and i booked the Cairns Budget Buster through STA again.
and he daren't piss me off because i have all the vouchers!
the Western style of holiday-booking is quite different from the ones i'm used to in Malaysia-- instead of everybody piling into one big bus and completing the trip together, we receive vouchers which we exchange for services.
so basically we just show up as instructed, then we meet different people who booked through different channels every day.
because Cairns is the set-out point to the Great Barrier Reef, we expected there to have pristine beaches but all it had was the above with dirty water.
the community life in this public park seems great, though. in comparison, the streets of Cairns are oddly empty.
after checking in to Gilligan's, we had a dinner of McDonalds sitting by the sea.
Gilligan's was recommended by our travel agent. we picked the cheapest 10-bed option and she didn't warn us that it was exactly above a bloody club.
G was very agitated because he couldn't sleep (apparently he has trouble sleeping whereas i can sleep anywhere, anytime, as long as nobody is snoring beside me.)
our first day was a full day white-water rafting at Tully River, with a 6.40am pickup. explains my crap look?
then how about this-- it was actually 4-bloody-a.m. when we took this.
i'd gotten the time difference mixed up and G almost went crazy but he couldn't do anything because
1. i have the vouchers
2. i have his passport
3. he can set his own bloody alarm otherwise
this should have sent alarm bells ringing, but we waited for 5 minutes like idiots
the waters of Tully runs from a dam.
it's about a 2-hour van-ride from Cairns.
because Jetstar flies direct from Cairns to Japan, there are heaps of Japanese in Cairns.
we had an English guide and a Japanese one.
helmets, paddles, life jackets
upon reaching, we disembarked and changed into swimsuits.
boardies compulsory for the men-- sometimes the force of the water dislodges tiny trunks heh.
because i had zero intention of getting burnt, i wore a jacket. (was wearing long jeans but G made me take them off!) there was an english girl in the dorm who was so thoroughly cooked she looked like a lobster and spent the night writhing in pain on her bed.
after holidaying with girls who expect me to have the answers to every single question, it's quite refreshing to just stand like a vegetable and let somebody else fiddle with all those straps.
Tully is a medium-scale river, which means it has some exciting bits and some chill parts where it's easy cruising. i thought i would be scared but it was fun!
quite simple, too-- our cute Aussie guide just instructed us and did all the steering plus technical stuff.
there were bits where we could tuck our paddles on the raft and jump into the river for a dip-- for me, this was the most dangerous part, because G would try to drown me.
another activity which freaked me out was rock-jumping. remember that scene in New Moon where Bella hurls herself off the face of the cliff into the water? imagine a less extreme version. initially i thought it would be a piece of cake-- jumping from a high rock into cool water, duh-- but when you're standing on the edge peering down, you're filled with this intense fear. i know i'm not gonna die, but i was still so freaked i only jumped on the second try. now i know why those Korean celebs take forever to do a bungee jump.
we rafted for 2 hours, stopped for a BBQ lunch, then completed within another couple of hours.
back to Cairns!
white water rafting is awesome! if you have the chance, try it! (preferably not in Australia where everything is hideously expensive).
but the sun was so strong G got the first sunburn of his life!
if i go to New Zealand, would like to try black water rafting.