Friday, not Saturday…

I guess the measure of a good holiday is not knowing the day of the week - I’m scoring highly on that scale at the Mo..….

Airlie beach is the gateway to The Whitsunday Islands, so we decide to catch a bus (which turned into shared taxi) into town to see what tours we can book. The vibe of the place is very Queenstown like, with a pinch of Key West.

Over a late brekkie (or early lunch) we select our options and within 20 mins we’ve booked a flight for the afternoon and a pm cruise to Whitehaven beach on Sunday.

At 2.30 we’re sitting on the baking runway with 10 other passengers in a Cessna Grand Caravan. The pilot is young, and Eastern European and we wondered how he ended up here (although his office is pretty amazing).

The flight is an hour and we have amazing views of the islands, Whitehaven beach and the reef. The colours are vibrant and alive and majestic. We can’t let this natural wonder disappear into the ether……

So after dinner, we’re watching an episode of Breaking Bad and out of the corner of my eye I see movement above my head 😳

Thankfully not a spider, but it is an undesirable: a scuttling cockroach. Thankfully they don’t hold the terror factor (for me) of a spider, but I defo don’t want to spend any time with it (and has it brought any friends or family with it 😱)

We get our high tech ‘kritter katching kit’ ready - a glass, some cardboard - and pretend we don’t know it’s there in the hope we can encourage it out again. The long wait continues…Baca selengkapnya