Hey! Having heard great reviews about a place called Noosa from our 'Penelope' friends we decided to check the little town out. And they were right. The beach was white sand, the sea swimmable (in the sense there were no tiger sharks or jelly fish wishing to take a swipe) and the shops were as enticing as ever.
Checked in with Stephanie (our hyper Dutch friend from Fraser Roving) and took over the 12 bed dorm we'd been allocated. Our balcony became the place to drink, hang out and just generally chill (as the nightlife weren't up to much). Teamed up with some more Dutch folk, two Swedes, a Dane and some very girlie Canadians. When we weren't sunning ourselves on the beach that is...or being knocked over by the huge waves. Total workout they were!
Saw the biggest spider ever too - see photos - but luckly our Danish chum sorted that out. By swiping it a dozen times with her walking boot. Boy did it put up a fight! Despite our murder spree with the bugs we took time out to visit Australias best conservation zoo where even the mozzies seemed well cared for :-) - Crikey...it was Australia Zoo.
Watching a video onroute to the zoo of the great Steve Irwin it was quite sad really. And even more so when we got there and saw the big billboards, hoards of family pictures, press cuttings and miles of messages written on the famous khaki shirts tied to a rail. A legend he was.
At the zoo we stopped by to see Agro, the unfriendly croc, and his friends before Sharon got to grips with a koala for a photo op. The friendly furball left a smile on her face and a iffy smell on her clothes. Lovely! Took in one of the great croc shows on the Crocosseum - introduced on screen by little Bob Irwin who imitated his dad's famous phrases - and watched birds and snakes flying and slithering around the waters edge. When Molly the croc came out it was down to business. Dangling rats and whatlike in her direction you should have heard those jaws snap. Glad i was the right side of the fence. Grabbed a bite to eat (luckly not rats!) and wandered the rest of the zoo, pausing to watch tigers wrestle a plastic container, elephants parade through town and stroke a koala. Thats stroke Caroline, not stoke - ha! Also got up close to our favourite Aussies too with a walk in the Kangaroo park and watched one of the staff get a bit too close to a wombat after a wrestle.
Back in Noosa - we'd extended our stay - we took advantage of the sunshine and baked in the sun. And deciding i must venture from the balcony one night at least we took in the local club - Rolling Rock. Hard core dance blared out the speakers, weirdly dressed Aussie boys shaked their tennis shorts and hair bands on the dancefloor (did i miss the latest fashion or something?!) while the girls barged their way around like they owned every square inch. Within a few hours we, the Dutch crew and the Swedes were back on the balcony carrying on as normal! Bliss!
Now in Brisbane for a couple of days before heading to Surfers Paradise....hmmm surfers :-)
Checked in with Stephanie (our hyper Dutch friend from Fraser Roving) and took over the 12 bed dorm we'd been allocated. Our balcony became the place to drink, hang out and just generally chill (as the nightlife weren't up to much). Teamed up with some more Dutch folk, two Swedes, a Dane and some very girlie Canadians. When we weren't sunning ourselves on the beach that is...or being knocked over by the huge waves. Total workout they were!
Saw the biggest spider ever too - see photos - but luckly our Danish chum sorted that out. By swiping it a dozen times with her walking boot. Boy did it put up a fight! Despite our murder spree with the bugs we took time out to visit Australias best conservation zoo where even the mozzies seemed well cared for :-) - Crikey...it was Australia Zoo.Watching a video onroute to the zoo of the great Steve Irwin it was quite sad really. And even more so when we got there and saw the big billboards, hoards of family pictures, press cuttings and miles of messages written on the famous khaki shirts tied to a rail. A legend he was.
At the zoo we stopped by to see Agro, the unfriendly croc, and his friends before Sharon got to grips with a koala for a photo op. The friendly furball left a smile on her face and a iffy smell on her clothes. Lovely! Took in one of the great croc shows on the Crocosseum - introduced on screen by little Bob Irwin who imitated his dad's famous phrases - and watched birds and snakes flying and slithering around the waters edge. When Molly the croc came out it was down to business. Dangling rats and whatlike in her direction you should have heard those jaws snap. Glad i was the right side of the fence. Grabbed a bite to eat (luckly not rats!) and wandered the rest of the zoo, pausing to watch tigers wrestle a plastic container, elephants parade through town and stroke a koala. Thats stroke Caroline, not stoke - ha! Also got up close to our favourite Aussies too with a walk in the Kangaroo park and watched one of the staff get a bit too close to a wombat after a wrestle.
Back in Noosa - we'd extended our stay - we took advantage of the sunshine and baked in the sun. And deciding i must venture from the balcony one night at least we took in the local club - Rolling Rock. Hard core dance blared out the speakers, weirdly dressed Aussie boys shaked their tennis shorts and hair bands on the dancefloor (did i miss the latest fashion or something?!) while the girls barged their way around like they owned every square inch. Within a few hours we, the Dutch crew and the Swedes were back on the balcony carrying on as normal! Bliss!Now in Brisbane for a couple of days before heading to Surfers Paradise....hmmm surfers :-)
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