Gold Coast/Surfers Paradise

I’d arrived in Surfers Paradise on Tuesday and just went out for a walk. The hostel had advertised a night out at a beer garden which is something that I was interested in (surprise!) which turned out to be a shit club with the name Beer Garden, so I left after 20 minutes.

It’s been a while since I actually¬†did something, rather than sit around so on Wednesday I made the journey to Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary. It’s the kind of thing that I assume is going to be for kids and entertaining their grown ups but figured that I’d give it a go anyway and it was quite a good day out. I learnt some useful information as well, for example, a platypus can run up to 40km/hour in short bursts.

I think that by now, I can write a lengthy book about how I’ve been woken/kept up by, and last night was one of those nights. I stayed in whilst two of my roommates went out, one of them came in at half 1, got into bed and made a phonecall until I called her out on her bullshit, which, apparently was ok because she was whispering and I was in the wrong for saying something. Half hour later, roommate #2 made an entrance by knocking on the door so hard that I thought the door was on its way off the hinges. I really do miss having my own room.

Today, I have done pretty much nothing as I’m based in a tourist trap, then tomorrow I’m off again.