When it sucks to be traveling...

So here I am in an absolute paradise and I'm SICK!!! Yes, I have somehow managed to catch a cold/flu in 90 degree weather!!! I had originally planned to go on hikes and lay by the pool overlooking the beach (since we can't swim in the water due to stingers), but instead have slept the days away in my hostel. And let me tell you, being sick and having to share your room with seven other people coming and going all the time is just terrible. Not to mention that the bathroom is across the path and I share that with all the girls staying here. It's right about now that I wish I were home in my own bed watching movies that I want to watch, not just ones that some German guy who's never even heard of Anne of Green Gables (my comfort movie of choice). There is no one here who has known me for more than maybe 2 hours, so there is no sympathy or even anyone who cares. Everyone's just afraid that I'll spread it to them and pretty much keep their distance. So just to let you know, I'm in Magnetic Island, an incredibly beautiful place, and have taken so much dayquil and drank so much orange juice that I was able to stumble out of bed for a couple minutes to write this entry, but will soon be resuming my day of sleeping in the hopes that I will be better in time to dive in Cairnes. And though I really do love travelling, I would just like to remind you out there that it is not glamerous and it is definitely not a vacation and that it really sucks sometimes!

My dorm "room"

The beach...no swimming though...stingers!

The deck area of the hostel