After my huge trek to Cairns I was very disappointed. It's a crap "city" that's really just dodgy looking. After one night I was ready to move on. Silvia and I headed for the next thing north (Port Douglas) having no expectations. When we got there we absolutely fell in love with the small town. It was alltogether charming with it's palm tree and mango lined streets. A small white church stood in a park with really old mango trees that were all heavy with fruit. Most days we went "mango hunting" and picked the good ones off the ground, and sometimes from the trees.
We quickly found a place to work for accomodation by cleaning for a few hours a day. Most of the time it was totally worth it. We had a tv and a mini-fridge in our room, luxury for a backpacker. I made friends with some people at the nearby hostel and met Jacque, a dutch girl travelling by herself. For two weeks we hung out, then decided that we would travel south together. One day we got to go on a trip out to the reef for free b/c they were shooting photos for the brochure and needed more people on the boat. Then, a friend of mine wanted a dive buddy so I got a free dive on the great barrier reef. It was amazing, like nothing I've ever seen. The coral was brilliant. Not that you can tell by the pictures.


Funny story, our first night there we were unwilling to spend money on a place to stay so we decided to sleep in the car. Some rugby game was on that night and the pub was crowded so we went to see what was going on. To make a long story short, we met some nice people and got to stay in a gorgeous beach house and drink expensive wine instead of sleeping in the car.
Now I'm back in Airlie Beach with Jacque. Not really sure what the plan is other than to sell some necklaces at the market next sunday. So I've got a week here.