The first of many bus journies

Today was a long and tiring day of not doing a lot. Our coach didn't leave until 1:45pm so we had a lot of time to kill this morning. We checked out at 10am but hung around in the common area researching into working in New Zealand up until the time to leave to walk to the bus stop. After lugging our heavy bags around for 20 minutes we found the stop and set about having some lunch while we waited. After 10 minutes or so the bus arrived and unloaded all its passangers before leaving again and we figured the driver had gone on lunch. During this time a van had pulled up and an elderly gentlemen got out and Nick gave up his seat for him. He spoke to me in great length for 45 minutes while we waited for the bus to return. He'd been spending time at a cancer clinic having radiotherapy for prostate cancer. He was the most remarkable and interesting man to talk to and had a very positive outlook on life. The bus finally came back and the journey itself was long and tiring. We only had a few hours until we got off but it felt like a lot longer. Finally we arrived and after giving our wishes and goodbyes to the man I'd met we were on our way, backpacks on hunting for our Airbnb. We found it and were greeted by the owner, a young couple who moved to Mission Beach 6 months ago. Their place is a lot smaller than we expected so it's a little bit awkward and intimate but we're sure we will get use to it. The only downside is they don't have a hob which incredibly restricts cooking. They just have a mini oven/grill machine similar to what I had while at uni. We spent a good while in the supermarket trying to work out what we can make and for tonight our first meal ended up being wraps turned into mini pizzas, we also have enough to repeat this another night as well. They're lovely people it's just with only an open plan living space, two bedrooms and a bathroom the house isn't ideal for privacy and we do feel we are treading on their toes a little. Still we will remain open minded and for now having come from a noisy hostel with twin beds and no duvet it's definitely feeling like luxury to have a comfy double bed with a warm duvet and everything being so unbelievably clean.Read more