After numerous (probably hundreds) of requests from my Grandma and her friends, I am finishing the blog! I may even get crazy and blog about my recent move to SF
We’ll see how detailed I can make this. After all, it has been 3 months and I have the memory of a goldfish. We absolutely loved Sydney and wished we had more time there but it was off to Cairns and Port Douglas next!
We flew from Sydney to Cairns than rented a car to drive to Port Douglas (about a one-hour drive North). Driving in Australia is an interesting thing – driver is on the right side of the car, car is on the left side of the road. Basically, completely opposite to how we drive. Oh boy. I was in for a treat. Mike did the driving, obviously, and I sat in the passenger seat on the verge of a heart-attack, obviously The drive was quite beautiful actually. The exits on the highways are round-abouts, like a traffic circle going clock-wise. Talk about confusing.
In Port Douglas we stayed at a hotel called Peppers Beach Club. We were on the 4th floor and there are no elevators. Needless to say, getting our luggage up to our room was a feat. It was worth every drop of sweat though – we had the Penthouse Suite! It was seriously like our own apartment, and we didn’t want to leave. The patio overlooked the pool (complete with sandy beach and all) and even had a personal outdoor grill.
Over the course of our trip we had some amazing food, but all we wanted at this point was Mexican Food!! After seeing our grand kitchen and grill we immediately went off to the grocery store in search of some salsa, tortillas chicken and guacamole. We savored every bite of that meal
In the morning we took the car up to the Port Douglas “Look Out”. There are more pictures at the bottom of how beautiful it was. We snapped a few then returned the car and headed to the beach! The day could not have been better. Clear ocean, soft, sandy beach, books and bathing suits
Que the thunderstorm. Yep. Mike was taking a lovely siesta on the beach when the sky turned a grim shade of charcoal. We were cracking up as we ran around Port Douglas in our flip flops in the pouring rain looking for our hotel!!
Unfortunately, the weather only gave us one day do get out there and do something adventurous! Although we were looking forward to going Skydiving over the Great Barrier Reef, we could not come all the way here and not going snorkeling!
We left super early in the morning and headed out to the boat. It was a small group of us – probably 25 people and 3 instructors. We all got fitted for wet suits and got on the boat. Anyone who knows me probably knows that I was about to have an anxiety attack at this point. I do not like oceans and I certainly do not like sea creatures. Mike is all giddy like a little boy and helps me relax.
We are heading out to 3 different spots on the Great Barrier Reef to snorkel and after about a 5 second class we get fitted for our fins. I find one that fits perfect and they cannot find the matching one. No big deal, I’ll go a size smaller – I force my feet into too small heels everyday. Although my un-pedicured toes are popping out of the top I assure myself it’s fine, I can handle it. Then they ask us to start getting into our wet suits. Well, mine is gone; GONE! Mike put them both in a cubby hole in the lower part of the boat and only his is there. My anxiety quickly goes from about a 7 to a 10+. Of course I’m trying to not make a big deal out of it because I’m already embarrassed enough that everyone else is dressed and I’m looking around like a fool who’s lost her mind. One of the instructors offers me the extra suit (a size 2) – I was fitted in a size 4. I’m literally holding my breath as she tugs the zipper inch by inch until it’s finally fully zipped. As I sit down I look around and all the children are in size 4!! I had the smallest suit on. Mind you, I’m 5’9″ – that was anything but comfortable.
So we jump in at the first stop and Mike starts swimming off, underwater camera in hand and I start hyperventilating and drowning. Once I got used to the breathing out of my mouth thing, we were alright. I can actually say I genuinely enjoyed myself. Three stops, 642 pictures, and 8 hours later, we were headed back to land! What a day.
We finished up the day by going to dinner, doing a little shopping and watching the Rugby Championship game. There were masses of people packed into this large outdoor bar, drunk, face-painted and screaming. It was quite a sight and a great way to end our Port Douglas experience.
The next morning we rented a car (an 8 passenger mini-van was all they had!!) and headed back to Cairns for our LAST DAY We stayed at a hotel called Pullman Reef Resort and Casino. They had a wildlife museum so of course we had check it out! We were actually just discussing what a bummer it was that we didn’t see a Koala or Kangaroo. Not only did we get to see (and pet) a Koala, but we met our friend Goliath the Crocodile.
Then it was off to the Casino for us!! We spent hours in here and had so much fun! I won on the Sex in the City game
The next day(s) involved 30 hours of traveling before landing in San Francisco! I stayed in SF for a week and we continued our trip. The conclusion of our trip will be the next entry, which will NOT take me 3 months
I know you didn’t get enough so here are MORE photos -